Follow the truth, follow the lies;

[idkmybffbloodwing]

CHARACTERS: Handsome Jack, Lilith, Mordecai, open!
LOCATION: The brig
WARNINGS: Language?
SUMMARY: Following the events of this log in which Jack appears and immediately has people trying to kill him until SEC throws them all in jail to separate them.
NOTES: Backdated to a couple days after the jump. Specify the character yours is visiting in the subject line.


Despite the efforts of the two Vault Hunters, Jack was not dead. Perhaps had they been more inclined to harm the security officers who had gotten in the way, the result would have been different, but they hadn't; instead, the three had been dragged off to the brig for a few days, and remarkably, nobody had been severely injured. They had been given cells that, while not immediately adjacent to each other, were still within earshot. This clearly would only be a temporary solution to stop their violence, but that, at least, was better than no solution at all.

Comments

[handsomejack]

He was following through with the no explanation approach. "You know what, Lilith? Blow it out your ass. I don't owe you anything other than a bullet in your skull. If you're still sore about that hole being blasted through your ex-boyfriend's chest, remember you idiots could have avoided it."

[supfirehawk]

"At least he died a man and not a coward."

[handsomejack]

"Fuck. You." Jack knew he didn't handle defeat well, but to be fair-- he had lost everything. And he was a sore loser.

He was done talking but he didn't want her to have the last word. Call it petty, but it was a small victory he wanted to have.

[supfirehawk]

She laughed. She felt like the victor and she wasn't going to let him get the last word in. "That'll never happen."

[handsomejack]

"What, are you closed for business? If so, let me be the first to say thank God." He grunted, rolling his eyes and falling back on his cot.

"And it explains a lot."

[supfirehawk]

"This coming from the guy who dated Moxxi?" Not that she had anything against the woman, but he was the one insinuating she was promiscuous.

[handsomejack]

"The hell is that supposed to mean?" He growled in his breath. God did he want this conversation to be over... but he couldn't not respond thanks to his pride. "Oh, that she gets around? Yeah, well, as if it were any of your business, when we were dating she couldn't get enough of me. Guess I was more than enough."

Of course, he was paranoid that she WAS cheating on him and jumped the gun on destroying her before she had the opportunity to destroy him. Yeah, that was a healthy relationship. "Now, I'm not going to defend that crazy bitch, because she got what was coming to her. You're missing the point. You see, I was implying you're a frigid skag-bag who probably didn't get a poke since Roland's kielbasa, thus causing you to act even more heinous than an average woman."

[supfirehawk]

She was really getting tired of hearing him say Roland's name. "If a dry spell is all it takes for someone to go crazy, that explains what happened to you."

[handsomejack]

"Oh piss off. Even with you filthy sons of bitches murdering The Sheriff I can guarantee I had more sex than you." Were they seriously having this argument? "I mean if you call a dry spell one day, yeah, I guess that could make a stallion crazy."

[supfirehawk]

"Stallion? Are you seriously comparing yourself to a horse?"

[handsomejack]

"Uh yeah? Because they're hung and I'm- well, I could spell it out for you, I know how slow you bandits are, but I rather not. Like I need you to fantasize about my junk. Gross." There's a pause. "Oh what the hell. I'm big. Fantasize away." He didn't care. After all, her disgust would be his victory.

[supfirehawk]

That was a mental image she did NOT need. She made a face of disgust, though she wasn't going to give him the pleasure of knowing the effect it had on her. "Like you'd be anything compared to Roland."

[handsomejack]

"Uh huh." His tone was flat, unconvinced, and unenthusiastic. "I'm sure he was real something. But doesn't matter 'cuz he's dead." Jack let out a low, cocky laugh. "Goddamn I'll never get tired of saying that." He laughed a little harder, continuing as if his next statement was flashing in bright neon lights. "Rrrrroland's dead!. God, you can't just invent feel-good statements like that. Just rolls off the tongue. Probably even cures cancer, it's so good."

[idkmybffbloodwing]

"Shut up," Mordecai growled. Their conversation, as it were, had gone on way too long and he was getting awfully tired of listening to Jack's bullshit.

[supfirehawk]

She was clenching the bars so tight her knuckles were turning white. "How the hell can I shut up when he's trashing the name of the most moral person on Pandora?!"

[handsomejack]

That was when Jack turned his attention to Mordecai's voice. He was growing bored of Lilith, and the fact that through the entire conversation the hunter finally decided to chime in he sat up.

"Almost forgot you were here, Mordecai. How kind of you to join us. Was it all the talk about Roland's package? You can blame your little buddy Lilith for that one." He grinned.

"Honestly, I couldn't agree more. This entire exchange, really, has gone morbidly awry. How 'bout we just kick back, and reminisce about all the good times, huh? Like when Moxxi couldn't wait to get the hell away from you? Okay, not so good for you, but man, that little trick she does with her hips? Amazing, right? Things might've ended badly between us, but the way she moved and the noises she made? Was like she hadn't been touched in ages."

[idkmybffbloodwing]

"Didn't mean you, Lil."

It would be funny, actually, how hard Jack was trying to piss him off with that, if he wasn't already so ticked off by just about everything the asshole had said before this. "I'm surprised you even remember any of that, given how much time you must spend gettin' yourself off on the sound of your own voice."

[handsomejack]

"Yeah, it's pretty amazing. My voice, I mean." Jack spoke through his grin, perking an eyebrow.

"You'd be surprised on how good my memory actually is, Mordecai. I know, I know... it's hard for you to remember... well...anything considering all the blackouts and brain damage you've gone through. I'm sympathetic. Really, I am. To have those physical ailments on top of being a filthy bird-loving shithead? Life must really suck for you."

[idkmybffbloodwing]

While the insults really didn't have much of an effect on him, Mordecai still would have vastly preferred eyeing the man down the barrel of a gun. "It's not all that bad, cabrón, we get to kill you twice. That's more than I coulda asked for."

[handsomejack]

It didn't bother him that Mordecai wasn't bothered by his verbal attacks... because Jack had already seen the man lose it. A couple times, actually. First, after he took Moxxi, and second blowing Bloodwing's head off. To him, Mordecai wasn't a threat. He was never a threat, and so he didn't take his statement seriously at all.

"Now, I don't think the crew of this ship will approve of you wanting to kill a passenger that just wants to start over."

That was his story and he was going to convince and manipulate everyone he could to believe it.

[idkmybffbloodwing]

"Too bad for you that I don't really care what the crew of this ship thinks, then, huh?" Jack had crossed a few too many lines for Mordecai to even want to pretend to tolerate him. Sure, people would insist that there wasn't any proof of his crimes here, that it was Jack's word against his and Lilith's, and that that wasn't enough to convict anyone. He understood that. And so that's why he fully intended to kill Jack regardless of what anyone else said or did. A monster like him didn't deserve a second chance.