103rd Mission [Open Commentlog]

Oct 02, 2010 21:03

[Today, Jak's feeling grumpy.

Maybe it's the realization that two years had already passed since he had been snatched from his life and pulled onto this stupid boat.

Maybe it's the memories and sadness dredged up from the remembrance ceremony for his deceased mother a few days ago ( Read more... )

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twopistols October 3 2010, 04:32:14 UTC
[Yes, come to Sergei's for drinks, Jak. It's where Torn's set up temporary shop, with a pile of paper and a few pencils.

And the alcohol, of course. Can't work without that.

Looks like he must not trust the little map on the comms, because he's busily doodling his own. There's no real reason to hide what he's doing, so he'd figured he might as well work near the food. His more detailed notes, of course, are elsewhere.

He straightens up and rolls his shoulders, noticing Jak heading in when he does. Well, hello there, exceptionally unstable provisional member of the Underground. Torn raises a hand in greeting.]

Jak.

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shadesofeco October 3 2010, 04:37:45 UTC
[After working out all day, and after his run in with Maia, Jak's even more tired and pissy. He needs a drink now.

He wasn't particularly in the mood for company, but he does perk up slightly when he sees Torn. He's good company ... well, sometimes.

Snagging a bottle of something -- whiskey, it looks like -- Jak hooks a glass and slides into the booth opposite Torn.]

What're you working on?

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twopistols October 3 2010, 04:53:43 UTC
[Torn puts down his pencil and takes up his own drink. He'd grabbed the first thing he saw; it's a piss-poor beer, but he's reasonably sure it won't make him go blind, which is better than most of the homebrew found in the slums.]

Maps.

[Obviously. Rough draws of decks 11, 12, and 15 litter the table, along with a half finished rough of deck 10. Torn's been a busy little wumpbee.

He holds up the comm and shakes it.]

This is a handy little device, but I trust my own work better.

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shadesofeco October 3 2010, 05:05:11 UTC
[Pouring his own glass, Jak takes a thirsty gulp before peering at the maps.

Torn and his maps. Jak did not get the love interest.]

Hnn.

How're you finding it?

[Considering how life on the boat was marginally better than life back home, it wasn't too much of an adjustment. Well, not for Jak at least.]

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twopistols October 3 2010, 05:14:03 UTC
[Maps are nothing but a visualization of information, and there is nothing Torn loves or needs so much as information. As much of it as possible. There's a damn good reason the Underground had managed to stay inches ahead of Praxis even before Jak came along, and it was thanks in large part to Torn's obsessive info gathering.

That and they gave him something to do whenever he was busy trying not to think.]

Bizarre.

[No more maps for now. No more drinking, either. He rubs at his temples.]

I've seen some strange things in my life, but this place tops 'em all. But it's interesting, I'll give it that.

[And kind of nice, not having someone breathing down his neck all the time, but no sense in mentioning that. Jak likely already understands the feeling.]

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shadesofeco October 3 2010, 05:17:05 UTC
[It's cool, he'll drink enough for both of them anyway.]

I'd like to say you get used to it but ...

[Jak shrugs.]

Every time you do, you get thrown off again.

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twopistols October 3 2010, 05:21:24 UTC
Sometimes literally.

[Yep, somebody discovered the magical, gravity-changing deck.

And he DID NOT LIKE IT.]

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shadesofeco October 3 2010, 05:22:44 UTC
[What does--

OH.

Jak smirks and snorts.]

Yeah. You never know.

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twopistols October 3 2010, 05:41:32 UTC
[Don't be a jerk, Jak.

Torn shoots him a glare. He'd have appreciated knowing beforehand what that deck does, but at least now he knows for the next time he goes to explore it.

He picks up his mostly empty glass and drains it, holding it in Jak's direction once it's empty.]

Share a little. I need to chase the taste of that swill outta my mouth.

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shadesofeco October 3 2010, 05:55:16 UTC
[Who Jak? A jerk? Never.

If Torn had asked, Jak'd have told him.

Leaning over, he fills Torn's glass, and tops off his own before setting the bottle aside.]

The stuff's here better than the moonshine back home.

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twopistols October 3 2010, 06:02:03 UTC
[Yeah, okay, he should have expected this wasn't an ordinary ship, what with the FIRE and the CAVES and the FIELD OF FLOWERS and all, but how was he supposed to know to ask that sort of thing?

Besides, Torn's more of a hands-on learner, anyway.

He raises his glass toward Jak in a sort of mock salute.]

A toast to not going blind on moonshine.

[He actually almost smiles when he says it. Almost.]

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shadesofeco October 4 2010, 03:23:41 UTC
Might have been a blessing. I wouldn'tve had to look at Krew.

[Jak actually feels a slight shudder run down his spine before he tilts his glass back and takes a drink.]

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twopistols October 4 2010, 22:47:56 UTC
[Torn might actually look just a little bit smug as he drinks.]

Kid, why do you think I sent you to deal with him?

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shadesofeco October 4 2010, 22:50:27 UTC
And here I thought it was you protecting your charming personality.

[Smirk.]

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twopistols October 5 2010, 00:01:11 UTC
Protecting my something alright.

[Ugh.]

Never did like that bastard.

[Need him? Yes. Like him? Hardly.]

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shadesofeco October 5 2010, 23:33:06 UTC
There wasn't anything to like.

[Jak shrugs.]

He's dead now.

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