Separation/Reunion Meme

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The Forced Separation/Reunion Meme

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Your characters have been forced apart- be it by destiny, circumstance, or death. The only thing that's certain? It wasn't voluntary. Now, thanks to chance, luck, or fate, you meet again.

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J.D. Rivers ~ hitman OC ~ Open

[killsonthe_sly]

ooc: RORY-MUN. This has our name on it O.O;

\o/

[rory_flanagan]

[ooc: I didn't roll yet, we know when they broke up, how long do you want to have passed?]

\o/~ bb!

[killsonthe_sly]

ooc: uhm~ a year maybe? long period, i thought :P remember it's gonna set up to raid/heist - we will move in-journal a bit later if need be~

[rory_flanagan]

[ooc: right, I remember, do you want to set Jase up at the location, and we'll go from there? A year or so sounds fine to me, so two years technically after they met, a year together, a year apart. Sad.]

[killsonthe_sly]

ooc: yes, sounds about right! will do tomorrow as i'm about to sleep >D

[rory_flanagan]

[ooc: oh, sorry pumpkin, sweet dreams! *snuggles*]

/quickly sets up >3 night ^_^

[killsonthe_sly]

[here was the thing - Jase worked alone. He always had, from the start. Every gig, he made it on his own. Working with people not only complicated things.. it ran the risk of snakes within your operation. No, thanks. The job was dangerous enough without adding your own trouble in the mix. So that night, two weeks in the city, his third lock-up and drive-by.. he was antsy. They were late.. and that security guard across the street looked shifty...]

*snugs*

[rory_flanagan]

[Rory was running late, class had let out on time, but he had lingered too long at the book store and now he had to get to the bank before it closed to deposit his check. He wanted to stop at the Petco too to get a new toy for JJ, he knew he spoiled him, but it was just the two of them, so he wanted him to be happy. One of them should be.

He pushed open the door, getting in line, barely paying attention to anything around him, his iPod blasting in his ears. Michael Buble. His favorite. There was a loud commotion and he frowned, pulling the ear buds out of his ears. What the bloody hell was going on?]

love you :3 [and Jase loves Rory >3]

[killsonthe_sly]

Come on! Yeah! [fuckin' bastards left him high and dry. He knew, but getting the confirmation from the mob sent to round up the civilians and himself to 'give a warning' - and seriously, this wasn't the Mafia, dude! - had just about pissed him off further as a result!

Right now, both sides of the street were in chaos. As Rory would round the corner, he'd be met first by screaming and the blare of a car horn going off where it had been precariously unturned.

Jase's back would be turned there, shooting out from behind at the two last guys that were aiming for him and anyone in sight. Most of whom were heading to the abandoned bank ahead now.

The same shifty security guard trying to rally them in, and shoot Jase and the others at the same time so he had to watch both his sides at the same time...]

We love you and Jase too! <3

[rory_flanagan]

[Rory had no idea what the hell was going on, but it was bad, really bad. He had no choice but to duck down and cover his head, hoping for the best. He uttered a little prayer under his breath, touching his bracelet for good measure. Despite not having Jase in his life anymore, he had this gift, and it still meant the world to him.]

[killsonthe_sly]

[Jase hadn't spotted him, but he was mindful of the situation as a whole.

It went in stages; him, in his immediate crisis of running out of ammo in one gun and to risk stopping to reload, the civilians scattered around, and that god damn security bent on getting the good guy out, too!

Okay, so he wasn't usually classed in that category, but --]

C'mon, you bastards...! [time for Plan B. He rolled out from behind his cover and ran, sprinting hard among bullets to the corner Rory was crouched by, dragging the kid's collar up -- barely noticing who it was because he couldn't see his face.

He threw him into the crowd gathered by the bank and paused in front, facing his persuers head-on. Panting hard as he aimed, and took one out in the chest -]

[rory_flanagan]

[Rory screamed when he was grabbed, terrified, but he was okay, just a little man-handled, his ears full of painful reverb from the bullets that seemed to be coming from everywhere.] Jesus, please save us, Mary please save us, Father, please save us. [He started to pray over and over, his voice soft and low, the lilt of his brogue strong from his distress.]

[killsonthe_sly]

[Jase had a torn shirt and cut to his cheek, but otherwise, he was in front of the bankful of civilians keeping a sharper lookout than the guard could.

And then he gets shot and falls dead, right by a lady who cries out and backs away, into Rory - Jase turns and yells] Get down and stay down, all of you!

[rory_flanagan]

[Rory's breath catches in his throat, and he feels like the entire world has tilted upside down around him. He feels his knees go weak, and he cries out, putting his hands to his mouth. Jase. God. His Jase. He freezes as everyone around him flattens to the ground, frozen for a moment before collapsing to his hands and knees, moving forward with a wrenching sob, reaching out to touch Jase, fearful of the blood on him, fearful that he's just going to die right here in front of him.]

Jase? Oh my God, Jase, please be okay, please! [he begs, tears falling onto the other man, his heart slamming painfully in his chest, this couldn't be it for them, he hadn't seen him in a year, and had missed him every one of those days, it couldn't end like this.]

aww, Rory, he's only hit - the guard was dead! :3

[killsonthe_sly]

[typical as soon as he yelled hollar to get everyone down, he would be the one snagged with a bullet. He didn't regret it, but at that moment? Hurt like a motherfucker -- shit, shit!

Through the haze of pain, scent of his own blood pouring from his side through his jean hip and thigh.. he could hear a voice he was sure he had been imagining..]

Rory. [inexplicably, he smiled, eyes opening, darkened blue.. unfocused. But happy. Wow. Okay, so not the time for a dream. And not like his usual at all.. but any time he could see the kid made him.. so...

Jase recovered his senses enough to shoot at an approaching guy behind Rory as he leant over him - and, with full clarity then realised no dream -!] Fuck.. uhn-- Rory, get back! Behind me, okay?

I know, but there is blood, and gunshots, and he's scared, confused

[rory_flanagan]

[Rory nodded, the tone of Jase's voice enough for him to obey without asking any questions, his hands sticky with drying blood, not his own, though that didn't make him feel one iota better. He scrambled over, curling around himself to be a smaller target, as if that would make any difference if he ended up shot.]