015 ★ video
[It's one-thirty in the morning and there's a message on the network - white paint peeling off walls, camera bobbing a little, shifting-
To the lower half of someone clearly very dishevelled - collared shirt open and rumpled, knees drawn to his chest, gold hair coming out of his plait. In fact, he's leaning towards the debauched side of dishevelled: there's the shadow of bite marks underneath fabric, and- well. His shirt and trousers are stained.
The camera tilts upwards. Jack's mouth looks bruised and red. He huddles further into a scarf and a thin brown coat, looking dazed, before turning towards...prison bars?]
Ah, excuse me-
[A police officer - that's a police officer, right? Turns to him, and snorts.] Shut up, rent-boy.
But-!
[He shifts to kneel, hands sliding up the bars, and there's a brief view of the ceiling before his NV hits the ground and the feed cuts.]
[ooc: Gilbert Nightray (retraced) is going to bail him out! All replies will come from either before Gilbert arrives, or when Jack wakes up in the morning.]
To the lower half of someone clearly very dishevelled - collared shirt open and rumpled, knees drawn to his chest, gold hair coming out of his plait. In fact, he's leaning towards the debauched side of dishevelled: there's the shadow of bite marks underneath fabric, and- well. His shirt and trousers are stained.
The camera tilts upwards. Jack's mouth looks bruised and red. He huddles further into a scarf and a thin brown coat, looking dazed, before turning towards...prison bars?]
Ah, excuse me-
[A police officer - that's a police officer, right? Turns to him, and snorts.] Shut up, rent-boy.
But-!
[He shifts to kneel, hands sliding up the bars, and there's a brief view of the ceiling before his NV hits the ground and the feed cuts.]
[ooc: Gilbert Nightray (retraced) is going to bail him out! All replies will come from either before Gilbert arrives, or when Jack wakes up in the morning.]