[log] THE BUNKERERERENING [closed]

[phaseshifter]

Characters: Angel, Handsome Jack and Rhys (plus Dumpy)
Location: Building 43 (square I9)
Date: Morning 62 onwards
Summary: Norfinbury's greatest hero Handsome Jack selflessly protects his beloved daughter from the dangers of Norfinbury by shutting her in a basement with no way of contacting the outside world. Oh, and Rhys is there too, he guesses. Whatever.
Warnings: Self-harm! Abuse! Kidnapping! Threats of violence! Handsome Jack!


Wow Louise did a log with an unnecessary cut WHO'D HAVE THUNK IT

Gonna put up starter/s in the comments because this could last for a while

BUCKLE UP, KIDDOS

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[headjacked]

Theeeen my neurons might get fried a tiny bit.

And I've had enough brain damage for one day. Honestly not sure how I'm not a vegetable yet.

[phaseshifter]

Oh.

[ Well, back to the drawing board. Since she'd been planning on casually mentioning that diamond ponies were overrated and tacky, that bandits were cool, and that she was outtie because she needed to go get FUCKING laid.

Darn. ]

Well, shoot. I don't really, um. Know how to get through to him without the whole. Anger thing.

[ She could try for sap, instead? Even if the thought of sweet-talking Rhys' port is making her die a little inside. THE SACRIFICES SHE MAKES. ]

Uhhh... hey, dad. If you can hear me, um. I love you? And it would be pretty neat if you'd let Rhys know you're okay. Ffffor me.

[ HER NOSE IS WRINKLED UP SO FAR IN EMBARRASSMENT THAT IT IS IN DANGER OF CRINKLING ALL THE WAY OFF HER FACE ]

[headjacked]

[ "Awww, look at you guys, doing all this for little ol' me."

Guess who has been perched on the back of the sofa for a chunk of this conversation? Angel's sap method might have been touching if he hadn't been able to see her face too.

(It's still a little touching. He's a slightly desperate hologram.)

Rhys jumps and shrieks a little, caught completely off guard, and slips halfway off the sofa. AGONY PART 3, 4, 5, HE'S LOST COUNT. Good job, AI Dadboss, good job. ]

[phaseshifter]

What? What!

[ Angel reaches out on instinct to try and stop Rhys falling off the sofa.

It basically just gets her arm squished under the blanket burrito. IT HATES HER. IT'S SENTIENT AND IT HATES HER AND IT'S MAKING THAT VERY OBVIOUS INDEED. ]

What happened? Is he there? Is he okay?

[ That sortaconcern sounds pretty genuine, at least. If that soothes any desperate chapped hologram butts at all. ]

[headjacked]

[ Well, that got to Jack. Rhys would notice that if he wasn't desperately trying to scoot his burrito'd ass back on the sofa. Good thing he has such a high pain tolerance or he would've passed out twelve times by now.

"I'm fine, sweetie. Despite some valiant efforts to ensure otherwise!" He gives Rhys a look that actually makes him feel guilty. And ridiculous for feeling guilty, but still guilty.

Life is hard when your meatboss locked you in a basement and your brainjacking AI boss is annoyed at you for trying to claw him of your body. ]

He's fine! He's n-not... flickering or anything, so that's... good?

[ Beat. They're staring at each other, and Jack is obviously waiting for something. ]

I'm... sorry.

[ Apologizing to AI Jack feels awfully weird, but also necessary? What is his life. ]

[phaseshifter]

Okay. Good. I mean, I assume he'd be... pretty vocal about it if anything was wrong, right? So, uh.

[ She kind of. Chews her lip a little bit at the apology. Because yeah, weird, but she'd probably doing the same thing. She knows that much even without being privy to Jack's half of all this.

Still. Best not to let either of them get the idea that Rhys owes Jack anything. There be dragons. ]

Um, I hope I'm not talking over anyone, but - remember that this is all really the other Jack's fault, regardless of anything anyone here might have done. None of us would have done anything regrettable if it wasn't for him.

[headjacked]

[ "Ehhh, yeah, can't argue with you there. Apology is still appreciated, though. And I accept." He's so magnanimous. And he's getting up, hands on his waist as he paces. Rhys' eye is following him, just in case Angel is keeping track.

"That's why you two are sticking with me from now on. Is there a long-term plan for what we're doing with meatme, orrrrr?" ]

He wants to know what's going to happen with, uh. With the other one. Y'know, long-term. Gotta admit, I'm -- [ cough, wince, ugh ] -- curious too.

HAHAHAHAHAHA GETS ONE MORE TAG OFF HAHAHA!! HA!!!!!

[phaseshifter]

Do you need a drink of water? I mean - um.

[ NO COUGHING ALLOWED. She attempts to follow Rhys' line of sight so she knows where to look as she responds, but it's not super easy. Especially in this light. Guh. ]

I've heard - suggestions? Nothing concrete. Since it's an issue that apparently affects the whole town, he might get taken to the big meetup. The one Captain-- no, shoot, Commander Shepard is setting up. I guess it'll be put to a vote or something. Iunno.

[ She is. Not sure how to feel about this. He's her problem. Her dad. The idea of everyone weighing in on what happens to him, including people who don't even know him, feels...

It feels gross. Really, really gross. None of these people know who he is, what he's done, or how to deal with him. Sure, she might be called on to give some kind of testimony - but how do you explain Handsome Jack? She could never give a full, fair account. It'd take years.

Plus she's seen how people react to her attempts to talk about him. They want black or white, never grey. It happened when he died, didn't it? People assuming that he'd be physically abusive to her, when she knows he would never ever. Others saying he can't really love her, when Angel knows that it's because he loves her that--

Okay, no, she's getting upset again. Nuh-uh. ]

Guess we have to wait and see. [sniff.]