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thisavrou_log2017-02-08 01:30 am
mylawn) wrote in thisavrou_log2017-02-08 01:30 am
a buddy of mine said that he saw jack morrison take his shirt off in the shower
Who: Angela Ziegler, Soldier: 76, special guest Solid Snake, extra special guests Reinhardt and Reaper and Mei
When: Early February
Where: The Ingress entrance to Eosoros and then some other places maybe
What: Basically the part of Undercover Boss where the boss stops being undercover, except with fewer monetary gifts
Warnings: Blood, medical business, an angry old man
[76 arrives on Thisavrou very, very angry.
He’s usually angry, but generally speaking, he manages to keep said anger to a low simmer if only to function on a day-to-day basis. Arriving on this new planet after the ordeal at the Midway Hub, finding that all he can really do is sit and wait for his number to be called means that anger gets the better of him, even as he attempts to settle in (but 'settling in' is for other people). 76 takes one of the security gigs on Eosoros in a bid to do something productive, and that's sort of when things come to a head.
He’s angry, and he screws up.
It’s not really his fault, he thinks. It’s easy to blame the client (too reckless, an idiot, doesn’t listen to him, gets them both in a bad situation), but probably 76 could have handled this better. He should have bailed when things started to go south or ditched the client entirely or not taken the job in the first place—the money for a security detail wasn’t worth any of that, but he’s still boiling over with ire about the whole situation and that’s enough to make him do very stupid things, like throwing himself down in order to save both their asses when the client proves too incompetent to make it through the stupid torture gauntlet.
Hindsight, however, is twenty-twenty, and he’s not exactly coherent as he drags them both back through the Ingress and is immediately sidelined for medical attention. 76, too angry to care about decorum or not making a scene, immediately makes a scene. Someone is trying to hold him down, if only to keep him from getting blood everywhere before a medic arrives. The Savrii, however, are hard-pressed to subdue an enhanced human like him, especially when he’s in absolutely no mood to listen to reason.
Under duress, 76 becomes all but feral, hissing and spitting and doing everything in his power to get out and away, even if that means ignoring the fact that he's wounded and throwing all his self preservation out the window (said like he had any to begin with). It’s only the nature of his injury that keeps him from making an effective escape, though that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to try.]
When: Early February
Where: The Ingress entrance to Eosoros and then some other places maybe
What: Basically the part of Undercover Boss where the boss stops being undercover, except with fewer monetary gifts
Warnings: Blood, medical business, an angry old man
[76 arrives on Thisavrou very, very angry.
He’s usually angry, but generally speaking, he manages to keep said anger to a low simmer if only to function on a day-to-day basis. Arriving on this new planet after the ordeal at the Midway Hub, finding that all he can really do is sit and wait for his number to be called means that anger gets the better of him, even as he attempts to settle in (but 'settling in' is for other people). 76 takes one of the security gigs on Eosoros in a bid to do something productive, and that's sort of when things come to a head.
He’s angry, and he screws up.
It’s not really his fault, he thinks. It’s easy to blame the client (too reckless, an idiot, doesn’t listen to him, gets them both in a bad situation), but probably 76 could have handled this better. He should have bailed when things started to go south or ditched the client entirely or not taken the job in the first place—the money for a security detail wasn’t worth any of that, but he’s still boiling over with ire about the whole situation and that’s enough to make him do very stupid things, like throwing himself down in order to save both their asses when the client proves too incompetent to make it through the stupid torture gauntlet.
Hindsight, however, is twenty-twenty, and he’s not exactly coherent as he drags them both back through the Ingress and is immediately sidelined for medical attention. 76, too angry to care about decorum or not making a scene, immediately makes a scene. Someone is trying to hold him down, if only to keep him from getting blood everywhere before a medic arrives. The Savrii, however, are hard-pressed to subdue an enhanced human like him, especially when he’s in absolutely no mood to listen to reason.
Under duress, 76 becomes all but feral, hissing and spitting and doing everything in his power to get out and away, even if that means ignoring the fact that he's wounded and throwing all his self preservation out the window (said like he had any to begin with). It’s only the nature of his injury that keeps him from making an effective escape, though that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to try.]
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[This isn't about what Reinhardt wants to do or not do--this is the bigger picture, the fact that Overwatch was taken down by someone or something that wanted them gone. The fact that they were set up for failure from the very beginning.
What he won't have is Reinhardt accusing him of doing nothing. Of not caring. Just because their particular brands of justice don't exactly line up anymore, doesn't mean that Jack has been sitting around and twiddling his thumbs while Talon wreaks havoc.]
Everything I ever did was for Overwatch.
[Jack knows, now, what happens when you put too much of yourself into a thing--when it burns up, you burn up too. Some fundamental part of him shattered when Overwatch fell, and though he knows he'll never get it back, his devotion to his people hasn't wavered. That's what's important.]
I stayed dead because otherwise they'll just hurt the rest of you to get to me. That's what they want, Reinhardt. I get to make my own choices, too.
[And he's not sure if his had been the right one, but he's certain he has more information about the issue than the rest of them, and if Jack does anything well, it's commit. He'll do anything to keep his people out of danger, even if that means hurting them himself. Better that than prison or death.]
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[They were a team. They had been. Someone betrayed them? Fine, but that didn't mean ... it didn't mean they were useless. That they couldn't do something.]
[That Jack had to lie to the people who had trusted him. Who had been his friends.]
[He doesn't know what he's supposed to do with this. Like he's supposed to just accept the fact that one of his closest friends, the man he'd buried, the man he'd mourned, had been lying to his face for months, for years. For some sort of misguided notion of protecting him.]
[As if Reinhardt needed protection.]
And here? You had to continue your deception? These... people you fear have followed you here?
[He shakes his head. From the moment he heard of the Recall, his fate was decided. His story was decided. Maybe it was from the moment he refused to part with his armor.]
[Better death in battle than slow decline.]
What is it you want from me? Forgiveness? Understanding?
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[Harsh, yes, but Reinhardt doesn't want to be protected, so he can't frame it like that, and all Jack knows how to do anymore is push people away. Better him than all the rest of them. He doesn't know what he can say to make them understand that, because they're all just as self-sacrificing as he is, especially when the greater good is involved.
After a moment, he seems to realize that was meaner than he might have liked.]
I didn't come here for your forgiveness. [It might be nice, sure, but Jack doesn't need it to finish his mission. He doesn't deserve it, so he's already resigned himself to carrying on without it.
What cuts deeper is Reinhardt's apparent unwillingness to even try and understand where he's coming from. Jack's shoulders slump, and he takes a step back, as if he knows he's overstayed his welcome.]
Just thought maybe you'd understand why I had to do this. That's all.
[Of all people, given what they've been through together.]
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[In this case, it's heart before head. And all his heart wants to do is let itself be angry.]
[Especially when he gets what feels like an order. A harsh one, at that. Reinhardt almost visibly bristles, big shoulders squaring up. Shaking his head once, sharply.]
You do not give me orders any longer.
[Then he can't help it. Then all the hurt and all the grief comes shoving back to the forefront and he slams a fist into the door frame. How is he supposed to understand? Jack won't. Or can't.]
Did you really think I would understand when you assumed I would want to be looked after? I never wanted protection, Jack.
If I had wanted that, I would not be who I am.
[Given what they've been through together... he'd thought the other man would know him well enough to know that, if nothing else. Maybe that's why it stings so much.]
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He manages to hold himself back.]
God damn it, Reinhardt, this isn't about you.
[It's bigger than him--bigger than all of them, and it's not about who needs to be looked after. Jack supposes he could push more, but it's clear he's either not getting his point across or Reinhardt just doesn't want to understand. It hurts, but it's probably no less than he deserves. After a moment of looking like he might physically retaliate in response, Jack backs off, readying himself to leave. There won't be any breakthroughs today.]
Ana and I have the first plot in Region 2. Come by whenever you're ready.