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;

>3

[killsonthe_sly]

[this.. had turned into way more than a botched pick-up for Jase now. It was personal. Even more than just the people he was trying to get under control, at risk to himself here - Rory - he was here!] Grah-!

[he took a sprinting run forward, dodging in, out behind desks and chairs of the lobby as he made for the door to get it to shut and seal them in, safe!]

Re: <3

[rory_flanagan]

[Rory peered up, terrified of moving too much as if that made him more of a target. He saw Jase shut the door, and let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, feeling some of the tension leave him, even if just a bit.] Jase? [There were only about a million questions he wanted to ask, but the only thing that mattered right now was what he asked.] Are you alright?

[killsonthe_sly]

[panting slightly, he kneels down to his good knee slowly as he tries to catch his breath back. Damn. Now he could take a small pause.. he noticed the pain. But he pushed it back as he scanned the room -]

Don't worry about me, baby boy. [the endearment fell as easily as if they hadn't been apart this long and the hitman winked at Rory before calling out]

Okay! All of you alright? I'm gonna try to get us out of here, but don't be relaxin' just yet! This place won't hold for long!

[rory_flanagan]

[It was the least safe thing he could do, he should stay with the group, do as Jase says, keep his head down, but when he called him baby boy, it went right through his heart, squeezing it painfully hard, and he felt a lump in his throat as if this whole year and trying to deal with losing Jase was happening all over again. But there wasn't time for that now, that would be for later, to lick his wounds again, alone.]

[He stood, coming to Jase's side, kneeling beside him, running his arms around him.] You're hurt, tell me what to do, I'll help. [He said, surety in his voice.]

[killsonthe_sly]

[he smiled bleakly, nodded] Help me outta this stuff... [he moved his arm, winced] Need to make it taut, stop the blood or I'll bleed out - [and he couldn't help him - these people. He waved a hand over for them to make a more orderly circle and line] Panic's gonna get you all killed easier, alright? Calm down!

[rory_flanagan]

[Rory winced, his stomach turning over and over, he wasn't terribly good with blood, or injuries, but he had to find it in himself to do this, and do it right, for Jase's sake, and the innocent people he was here with. He made Jase sit, going slowly, watching his face, looking for signs that he was hurting him too much, but Jase took it more or less stoically, probably from years of practice.]

[This wasn't the time or the place, but he couldn't help but whisper as he finished, leaning close so only Jase could hear him.] I have missed you so.

[He looked down, turning red in embarrassment, then turned to focus on the other people, raising his voice.] You heard what the man said, sit, be quiet, he's trying to help you!

[killsonthe_sly]

[it was just a dullness inside of him, pain. He'd trained himself to view it as just the surface. There were worse things you could feel and he knew that.

Jase watched Rory, the tension in his brow, effort he put in to try for him... and smiled faintly at his words.. but it was the exclamation out loud that made him laugh. He leant in, lips brushing at his ear] Found your voice while I was away, huh?

[standing up, his shirt in tatters on the floor now, he tugged a corner of his jacket over so he had it draped on one shoulder and in the other, good arm]

Okay! You guys have about a ten-minute gap! I'm gonna go back out there -- [he raised his voice over the protests] - through a different door, cause the distraction so you can leave!

[he turned his eyes onto a few guys who were at the forefront, eyes and mouths set bravely. Calm. Nodded them over and spoke.. gesturing to Rory] Take care of him. Okay? That's the best thing you can do. If I'm not back...

[rory_flanagan]

[Rory kept his arm on Jase as if that somehow would help, smiling a little to himself. If not entirely, he had found a little of his voice, needed mostly for having to be on his own.]

[When Jase said he was leaving again Rory wanted nothing more but to scream at him that he couldn't do that, not after just having finally, finally set eyes on him again, but he realized what he was trying to do, and the sacrifice he was willing to make... maybe things weren't as black and white as he had thought when they had broken up so painfully and abruptly a year ago.]

Jase... [He couldn't help himself, it might be the last time they ever see each other ever again. He leaned into him, carefully, pressing a soft kiss to his mouth.] For the love of God, please be careful.

[killsonthe_sly]

[smiling, Jase leant in to him slowly.. his arm about his waist and guiding his body upward. No time.. there was no time, but...]

Always am... [he kissed him, soft, slow... a brief nip as they parted, stroking his cheek and hair]

You, just be here when I'm back... [he wanted to give him that, even if the chance were he wouldn't come back...

Rory. He had to be alright. Jase drew back swiftly then and left via the side-door that was for emergancies.. staff only]

[rory_flanagan]

[Rory felt his equilibrium leave him as he watch Jase leave, wanting nothing more than to call him back, his heart ached for him, one day hadn't gone by that he hadn't missed him, even as he had put his life back together alone.]

[He found himself gathering the others around him, keep them close, do as Jase would have wanted, he was willing to risk his own life to save them, people he didn't even know. Maybe...things weren't as black and white as he had imagined.]

[Rory found himself praying, quietly under his breath, some of the others joining in, each praying for their own purpose, their own lives, the lives of those they loved, each having something to go home to, needing to get out of this alive.]

[thislastrequest]

[6 months - argument?]

[Disagreements are normal, and AJ & Jase had had a few. The last one, for whatever reason, quickly turned into an all out, knock down, drag out screaming match which ended when AJ told Jase to figure out what the fuck he wanted, and to get out, because all the waffling, and the confusion, and the way his feelings constantly seemed to change were breaking her heart.

That was ... six months ago. And she hadn't seen him or heard from him since. To say that she was going through every day in a haze would be an understatement. She ... missed him. More than anything else in the world, all she wanted was to see him again.]

yup :D

[killsonthe_sly]

[in the six months, he'd worked excessively. But not spent. So he was a bit of rough an' scruff more than usual in appearance. It amused him how people seemed to shy away, scared, as he approached, but it was best.

He wanted to be alone. Because no interaction except for the messy, bloody nights and shooting kept him on that constant edge he craved...

That, and good coffee. He was scanning the paper calmly at a small outside table, his thrid cup drained now.

His mind cast to Abbie.. a little in brief instants these days. They crept up on him. But they weren't easily discarded at first - he had to will them away, the questions, the accusations and the hurt he caused.

Now? He could do it effortlessly. Didn't make him feel any better]

[thislastrequest]

[AJ thought about Jase all the time. Every day. She missed him, the conversation, the companionship, even all the things about him that frustrated her to no end. She just ... wanted him back. Perhaps not even in the capacity in which she wished she had him.

It's a beautiful day, and she's walking to the library, past the little coffeeshop when something familiar catches her eye. Someone familiar. She does a double take, and stops still in her tracks. He's a bit ... scruffier than she's ever seen him, but ... ]

Oh, my God.

[killsonthe_sly]

[in tune to just himself rather than his surroundings, normally - he recognised the exclamation anywhere and sharp blue eyes glanced up, direct to hers like he knew where she would be standing. Well. He'd be damned...] Abbie...

[thislastrequest]

[She tentatively takes a step forward. Usually, she'd be more confident, would bound up to him and lean in close and ruffle his messy hair, make fun of the scruffy beard, but this time - she's not sure how that sort of reaction would go over. So she's slow, and deliberate with her movements.] Didn't think I'd see you today. [Or ever again.]