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Nice work you did-

Aug 05, 2011 00:21

Who: John Egbert and Jack Noir
When: Friday
Where: Suite 31, Room A.
Summary: John and Jack get the same order - one neither is willing to go through with, so they take a stand in the way only they can.
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Warnings: Swearing, Tragically Hilarious Dialogue, Heartwarming Bromances, Alcohol, Collar-Inflicted Fatal Injuries, ( Read more... )

jack noir, john egbert

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hesalreadyhere August 5 2011, 04:43:51 UTC

Surprisingly, at that very moment Jack was having the exact same thought. He could handle humiliation-- it fucking pissed him off beyond belief, but he could take it, because if he didn't know how to pick his battles he never would've lasted as an archagent. He could deal with being stripped of his powers on a fucking AI bitch's whims, or giving back everyone's pens, or being treating like a fucking dog. He hated every second of it, but if it meant survival, he'd do it anyway ( ... )

ecto_biologist August 5 2011, 05:01:22 UTC

The flash at his side was surprising for only a moment. John was almost used to Jack's teleport checkups. And e was quick on the uptake... and John had a sneaking suspicion why. Even if it was only a guess in the dark, his question provided some info to John, as well.

"...I got Dave, Ace." There's a low, sour note. He hates this, it's obvious. Flashbacks to a Dave on a rooftop barely conscious, legs like jelly - he couldn't take having to pull that kind of shit. He plopped down on the floor, trying to hold back all the things he wanted to say about how much it sucked. Jack could probably tell anyway. He didn't exactly have the best poker face in the facility.

hesalreadyhere August 5 2011, 05:43:07 UTC

His ears perked at the kid's reply. Dave. Of course it was fucking Dave, the Consortium obviously had some weird leg-breaking fetish to satisfy or something. Jack is thinking of that night, too, except he knows for a fact that he could do it. It would be all too easy to give in. But he quickly pushes that thought back, growling.

"You know what I think about that?" the Slayer snarls, and in the next second he's down on the floor across from the kid, legs crossed. "Val can go fuck herself. Not like the bullshit's gonna end if we listen anywa--"

Oh, right, collarspikes. Almost forgot about those.

Jack gags, hand immediately dropping his sword and going for the collar because ow fuck ow reopening wounds x1000000. His ears go flat and part of him regrets this, but goddamnit he will stick to his guns if it kills him ( ... )

ecto_biologist August 6 2011, 01:54:40 UTC

It's been a while since he's seen Jack act like this - and watching him go for his collar, he's about to tell him not to resist Val - but then something kicks in his gut.

Jack was here for a reason, and he wasn't going to do a damn thing. That's when it occurred to John.

She asked them both. Of course she would ask them both. The three of them were pretty close - asking both to betray the other in the worst way would be an experiment she'd give ( ... )

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