capeandcowl | Day 2, 1st Hour // Video

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jack bauer | man of the hour

Day 2, 1st Hour // Video

[Jack appears in a shaky screen, wearing dirty clothing. He looks shocked, haggard, completely spent, and more than a little disoriented. He touches his face for a moment as though feeling for a wound, but there's nothing there.]

I'm back. I never thought- I never knew-

[Jack trails off and squeezes his eyes shut. Two years of memories and physical age are slamming back into him on top of the very bad day he just came from. He takes a deep breath, processes.]

I need an update. I need to know the status...

[He breaks off again, uncertain, confused. Then there's a shout and a wooping siren. Jack looks over his shoulder. When he turns back to the camera, there's the sound of feet running, his and two other pairs. His face is hard and grim.]

Fuck it.

[The post ends. Responses will be delayed ICly since Jack has been spotted by his former colleagues near the Porter Building, and needs to leg it.]

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Jack...

[well shit, son]

Damn. Damn the lack of security on this thing.

I will be in the streets tonight, if you're looking for an ally.

Geddoe, don't say that on a public channel! Damn it, do you want to end up on the wanted list?

...I need to learn this private setting thing.

Plausible deniability, Jack. I never met up with you.

Got it.

Look, I don't know what I'm gonna do yet. I've got a lot of... [Swallow.] Things I need to sort out. But whatever I do, I'm probably going to be asking for your help.

Understood.

The MAC is nowhere for you to show your face. If I'm not away on a job, I tend to spend my time at [that bar], or walking the streets. There are ways to get in contact that are far more secure.

[and don't require him to learn to technology. Beat.]

...you look like hell.

Got it.

[Sighing, sagging down against the wall of wherever he's hiding.]

It's been a hell of a day.

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Mm. I can understand.

I don't know if you remember that I owe you a drink. But I do. How long has it been, for you?

I guess... it's been a little over twenty-four hours.

Funny, it feels like longer.

[He looks like it's been absolute ages.]

Long day, indeed.

I will do what I can. This world may have more technology, but hiding from those hunting you is the same no matter where you go. I may know a little something about that.

[Jack nods, thinks for a moment. Then his face goes hard again.]

I'm planning on doing a lot more than just hiding.

But I know you know a little something about that, too.

[that little twitch of the eyebrow that indicates intrigue. You have his ear]

Then, I look forward to a chance to hear you out. I could always use something else to keep my eye on.