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[timeagent_john]

He can feel it, just under his skin. It doesn't hurt, but it's warm... buzzing. He doesn't like to think about what it might be capable of, all it's different tin features. John scratches at the skin that covers it, the skin going red beneath his fingernails. There's a moment where he wonders if he can't dig it out, slice it out... But no, it's too

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[more_flexible]

The heavy rhythm of his boots on the pavement went past the alleys, past the bars, past thewhores and homeless. He was on his way back to the Rose, a slip of paper and stack of credits held within his pocket. Jack's coat billowed behind him as he swaggered along the walk, the crowd parting for him like he was an oncoming cruiser. He owned the air around him, and yet was remarkably anonymous when he chose to be. Once he'd passed, all there was left was the sound of his boots and the memory of long, dark coat tails.

[timeagent_john]

There was still a path cleared as John stepped out of the ally. A strange unnatural space between the small crowd of people. One glance to the left, and he just caught sight of the other man's coat as he turned the corner.

He shoved a few people out of the way as he picked up the pace, moving swiftly after the other man and struggling to think fast on his feet. The moment Jack was within reach, John grabbed the other man by the collar, shoving him off the street and into the dark of one of Siam's many alleyways.

He pushed the other man roughly up against the wall, one hand moving to his neck to hold him in place.

His hand went for his gun first, but there was a moment of hesitation before he grabbed something else instead. A small vicious looking device that he pressed against the other man's ribs.

"We need to leave," he said simply.

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Jack caught his breath, his eyes going wide. No one caught him off guard, so when it happened it was a genuine shock...until he recognized the face.

"Wha-" he started, eyes darting down, then back up. "Sweetheart, I didn't get you anything," he said smoothly.

[timeagent_john]

"I'm not joking," John said again, pressing the device firmer against Jack's side. "We have to leave. So either you come with me, or I take you with me," he said, not offering explanation as to why they had to go, or where.

"It's for your own good. I'm only doing this because I love you."