general pre-game catchall

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Who: Handsome Jack + You
Where: Various
When: Also various!
Summary: This is a general catch-all for pre-game activities — If you'd like to do something in particular, feel free to ask!
Restrictions/Warnings: There's a possibility of violence and morally questionable things since they come hand in hand with Jack, but nothing in particular for now.

i. panera breads i've been banned from (semi-OTA) (~3 years ago)

[ You might know Jack, or at least have heard of him. It's not every day a tech-oriented worker actually requests to go work at the Prisoner Intake Facility, so he's not quite as anonymous as he once was. That's especially true considering what had happened a few years prior, and that, if you have any kind of knowledge of the Company and their gossip, whether you're working for them yourself or just a nosy RAC agent is what had given Jack a bit more of a reputation. It's all rumors, and never anything really confirmed, but those rumors were juicy ones. Apparently a few years ago, Jack's boss had tried to get him killed. It had failed, but now? That boss has been missing ever since, and Jack is comfortably sitting in that spot.

So, definitely juicy gossip. Even the Nines would be proud of that kind of political intrigue.

Even so, it wasn't like Jack had escaped completely unscathed. Where most people would simply put their money into a good plastic surgeon, Jack had taken a very different, though unusual route. If you haven't seen him for a while, you're going to run into it today if you're taking a trip to Leith's bazaar. After all, there are a fair amount of people looking at the man wearing an odd, but what certainly seems to be flesh mask over his face. It might not get many glances on Westerley where body modifications are at least frequent enough, but here? It's a little more jarring to the locals.

Maybe Jack catches you staring or maybe he just speaks to you randomly, but either way, you'll be getting a smile that's almost sharp. ]

Man— [ He laughs out that first part, then shakes his head ] I mean, c'mon, I know I'm handsome, but seriously, the stares? Getting to be a liiiittle much. Dontcha think, pumpkin?

ii. get out of my office (for Killjoys) (~1 year ago)

[ If you're a RAC agent, you might have gotten a warrant with an unusual caveat to just how it's turned in. Warrants with caveats come up every once in a while, sure, but it's usually about the job itself. Instead, this one is about just how it's turned in. Instead of the standard processing, it requests that your person be handed off to a particular sector manager at the facility.

At least you don't have to sit in processing long before a man steps through the door with a bright smile. He's a very clearly strange-looking guy from his mismatched eyes to that odd mask that he's wearing, but at least he's friendly...? Maybe. ]

Ahhhh, there you are! Was wondering where you were, buddy. Would have been a shame to miss ya.

[ It might seem like Jack is talking to you at first, but he plops a hand down briefly on your target's shoulder before he takes a seat across the table. His feet are quickly propped up on the table casually, and he pulls the datapad from under his arm as he looks it over. ]

Soooo, Killjoy! What up. Have a good mission? Bust any heads? Nahhh, what am I saying, of course you did! That's what people pay you for.

[ Now he's talking to you apparently, but disarmingly casually as he looks over the records before intake. Is this really the man you were supposed to drop them off with...? ]

iii. wildcard

[ None of the above work? Make a prompt of your own! I'll happily roll with it, and if you have something specific in mind, you can always ask! ]

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[ "Some of us aren't broken inside, Kanda. Some of us still have hope."

If Lavi were capable of actual telepathy with his partner, that thought would be the return to the exasperated look, but as it is, he just offers a mild kanye shrug. The redhead has his own reasons for indifference to the details of the warrant, and though they're decidedly less emotional than Yu's, they're no less cold.

So he doesn't bat an eyelash, either, when Jack doesn't haggle or protest. If anything, he only regrets that they didn't ask for a higher payoff when there might have been more wriggle room. Lessons for a later time, perhaps.

Rising to his feet, he chuckles softly to his partner's quick reply, waving a hand over his shoulder. ]

Buy me a drink sometime and I'll tell you stories wilder than you can imagine. But he's right.

[ One arm slung around Kanda's shoulders to not so gently encourage him to leave and resist the urge to argue with their current client, Lavi adds with a suggestive grin: ]

We're paid not to kiss and tell, not the other way around.

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You got it. Let me just...

[ Jack trails off as he focuses his attention more on his datapad to transfer the necessary funds. It seems like they might be blissfully free of conversation for a few moments, since he falls into a silence of concentration, but no, of course they're not that lucky. After he gets past confirming his credentials, there's less concentration required, so he snickers. ]

Fair enough about the not sharing thing, but, hey, if you do a good job and you're serious? Sure. I'm always down for wild stories, buddy. I'd invite your partner but he doesn't seem the drinking type.

[ a pause, and then he adds: ]

Okay, no, take that back, he might be. But, like, the brooding alone over whiskey kind. Not the fun social kind.

[lotusmesenpai]

[Not only does Kanda drink, but his ability to heal so quickly actually makes getting drunk pretty difficult.

He's been able to drink full grown adults under the table since he was fifteen.

Not that he's going to tell Jack that. As a matter of fact, he starts to look back, between his shoulder and where Lavi's currently hanging off him, with a fierce glare at the older man.]

Fu--mmph!

[Barely does the first hint of the phrase leave his lips before he feels Lavi's gloved hand smother the words quite firmly. He's just going to transfer that glare to his partner now.

'Fuck you, go die' should be a legitimate phrase to an annoying warrant holder. Especially after they'd already accepted the job and the bastard kept talking shit.]

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[ There's something to be said about a well-worn partnership--when you know the person you work with so well that you don't have to consciously think about preventing them from telling someone to fuck off. As soon as he feels Kanda start to turn, he brings a hand up, trapping that vulgar mouth and painting the usual smile on his.

Laughing over the grumbled sounds of Kanda's muffled cursing, Lavi bows his head slightly to Jack, waving lightly. ]

Definitely the brooding type. We'll send confirmation when we're done.

[ One sharp look to meet the glare being sent his way and they turn, exiting stage left. There's probably a cacophony of not so muffled curses not so long after that.

(Lavi really needs to look into a new line of work. Maybe he can open a book shop somewhere. A nice, quiet book shop.) ]