103rd Mission [Open Commentlog]

[shadesofeco]

[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

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[standardpackage]

[Jinx really should be avoiding Jak as much as possible, but sometimes he really can't help himself. This time, he wasn't exactly looking for the boy, he was actually planning to go for a nice ride on one of the zoomers. Yah, little Jinx is getting a bit homesick after a measly eight months.

Now might not be the best time to speak to Jakkie Boy, but hell if Jinx knows anything about social cues.]

Hey, Jak.

[He even took the time to remember your name.]

[shadesofeco]

[Lucky him.

Jak's actually got a bright red Javelin X set up, the hood popped and various tools scattered around. He could easily have the computer tweak it for him, and Precursors know he's no Keira, but something about this is soothing. It's mind-numbing and distracting and something to keep his mind off everything else.

Standing up as Jinx calls out to him, he only just keeps from rolling his eyes. Instead he grunts in greeting, then bends back over the engine.]

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[Jinx's hands go straight to his hips so he can admire that vehicle properly. He's going to keep his distance for now only because of his new knowledge of dark eco.]

Nice wheels ya' got there. [Even though that is certainly not a zoomer.] Never seen somethin' like that in Haven.

[shadesofeco]

[Wiping his hands on a rag, Jak rests it over his shoulder.]

Javelin X. It's from the Kras racing circuit, I guess.

[He's still pissed at Jinx, but then he's pissed at everyone, so it's not exactly unusual.]

[standardpackage]

[Really, who isn't pissed at Jinx?

Jinx takes the flinging of the rag as a signal to approach. He crouches next to the boy and takes a closer look at The Javelin, running his fingers over the finish.]

Kras, huh. That Razer guy was talkin' bout that place, guess he wasn't lyin'.

[shadesofeco]

He lied about a lot of things. But Kras is real.

[Thankfully, Daxter could confirm that much.]

They had some interesting vehicles.

[standardpackage]

Got that right.

[He glances at those shocks and the piping on the side. Jinx really needs to come here more often.]

[shadesofeco]

[Opening the door, Jak slides in and turns on the ignition. He revs once or twice, listening intently. Turning off the engine, he slips back out and slams the door.]

Did you want something?

[standardpackage]

More er less.

[That's like porn for the ears, man. A clean rev of any machine is a beautiful thing.]

[shadesofeco]

[Well?

Jak's just gonna stand there with his arms crossed until Jinx elaborates.]

[standardpackage]

So, what's up, Kid?

[shadesofeco]

I'm not a kid.

[A grunt, and then he shrugs and crouches down to look at the engine again.]

What do you want, Jinx?

[standardpackage]

Never said ya' were.

[Jinx is completely oblivious to the fact that he gives everyone nicknames.]

Nothin' really, just lookin' around.

[He begins whistling, then pulls out a smoke. Yah, he's not going to be leaving anytime soon, Jak.]

[shadesofeco]

[Oh whatever. Jak lets it go.

He glances over his shoulder to stare at Jinx for a moment, then once he realizes the man's getting comfortable, he goes right back to his adjustments.]