[Though, knowing her, it is not really a question. She is going to issue her intended command, one way or another, and how you respond will determine how quickly her viciousness will escalate.
It is in your interest not to say no.
But somehow, Dany knows Jack won't just submit. Some delicate negotiation tactics may be in order.]
[That seems to be the last thing that Tony's going to say about the matter. But he's talked to Jack more than a few times before. In his personnel file, it mentions him being a major in his country's army, so he speculates that he might have some position to understand where he's coming from in the following texts. Possibly.]
FROM: stark.anthony@cdc.org
You read my file so I'm not going to play coy with what's in it. I built weapons for a living, and I was good at it. I was the best. But the things I built were being used to kill innocent people.
FROM: stark.anthony@cdc.org
And I couldn't let that happen again. So yeah, I didn't hand Iron Man over to the people that would only abuse his design and turn him into a tool for mass destruction.
[Tony made a choice. One that he believed was the right one, and he had to live with that and every other decision he's made in his lifetime.]
[ That's all very lofty and ambitious, but how realistic is it, honestly? How long can you keep a weapon to yourself, just because you say so? If royalty has taught Jack anything, it's that there's always someone burning with envy just out of your sight, willing to do more than you expect to take what's yours. It's up to you to see it coming and try to stay ahead.
Rarely does a lead last long. ]
FROM: benjamin.jonathan@cdc.org
You know it doesn't matter, right? They'll figure it out eventually. Just by creating it, you've inspired your enemies.
[ well that's. okay. he'd have to admit - he didn't get him the hair tie for the most noble of reasons. jack was kind of hoping he'd look ridiculous with it, but barnes seemed pretty pleased with the practicality of it so... okay, sure. enjoy.
and oh look, steve hasn't been made cannon fodder yet. happy day. ]
[ that's new, simon coming to talk to him. this isn't a topic jack's really keen on discussing, but he already prodded at simon for not admitting to things, so sure. fine. not like the core of the information isn't already available. ]
FROM: benjamin.jonathan@cdc.org
[1/4] Before I came here, I was locked in a room with my fiance, told that I'm to impregnate her with an heir, who will then take my place in the line of succession.
[2/4] Once my son is born, my father will take him from me and raise him strictly, thinking that alone will keep him from developing any unsavory afflictions.
[3/4] I will either be executed, or used as a political puppet for the sake of having a living example of what becomes of those that cross Silas Benjamin. Or just a convenient prisoner he can torture when he gets bored.
[ sonofa-- this sounds like zero amounts of fun, he thinks, as he's reading the thread conversation.
he has about half a response written up, but then the scenery is rapidly shifting, and suddenly jack's standing in front of adrien, about to puke on the medical tent floor.
there is a deadpan stare shot to him, and jack's just going to go ahead and push send. ding ding, text. ]
FROM: benjamin.jonathan@cdc.org
This is a terrible ide
[ there was going to be an a and a period after that, and then a reason for why, but whatever, he's here now. he hasn't been in the medical tent much, and jack straightens to take a glance around, acutely aware of the fact there's no longer a huge steel rover pertecting him. ]
How secure is this area from the things in the sky? [ does he need to go find a turrent or something to defend this place? ]
[ Once most everyone from the rescue efforts is checked back in and things are running as smoothly as they possibly can - and Steve has a break from answering questions: ]
FROM: rogers.steve@cdc.org
Have a good time out there?
[ let him live vicariously through your retelling ]
I went trudging through avalanche, digging out angry and confused new recruits, was bitten by a snow snake, spent an hour in medical waiting to be let out and I think the water in my shoes has gone back to being ice. Not really, no.
FROM: benjamin.jonathan@cdc.org
But Topher left a crate of alcohol unguarded, so the day's getting better.
[ he may or may not be texting you from the floor of rover 031 ]
[ it's a little hilarious that this is being sent while he is literally in the middle of assassinating 15 people and poisoning several more to cover it up.
jfc, repunzel, you can't tell him that right now. ]
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