[Sodium_noir] Saturday Evening - En route to the Sinclair Party

[Liz Oleksyn]

OOC:  Once more, without help from Bill Gates.

Aurora, Christine, Jack, Mara, Mitsuko
A Gathering of Supernaturals
Temple of the Five Dragons

There it is again - fear. Palpable, constant fear.
Jack's senses are minutely tuned to this emotion. It's
consumed him, ruled him, and kept him in line. Fear
once wove itself into his being and now he passes it
on like a disease. Insidious, oppressive - triggered
by a raised fist, an angry threat, a darkened room, an
unknown entity. Jack had learned how to cower within
the first few minutes of his creation. 'I can unmake
you!' was Akril's most potent means of controlling him
and Jack never doubted the Khan's ability to do it.
Fear was always the best motivator.

It’s with some discomfort that Jack senses Christine's
apprehension. Maybe a lie would have been better. He
could have passed himself off as a bum, attacked by
thugs, and taken his chances that he'd have survived
long enough to make it to a hospital. No way to undo
it now. They are afraid and they haven't even
scratched the surface of what he is or what he's done.

Despite their fear, Aurora and Christine seem
determined to press on. Jack feels an amazing energy
from both women, now combining into one stream. It's
strong - maybe more so than they know - and the
current begins to thrum in tandem with the heartbeat
of the Temple. While it comforts his being, Jack feels
his physical self continue to slowly fade.

"The spirit is willing...but the flesh is weak." Jack
whispers to Aurora and Christine. It's followed by a
weak chuckle. "It never...ceases to amaze me
how...easily damaged we are. I am...such a wuss..."

He licks his parched lips. "You're both...so strong.
But I can't take from you...what will only go to
waste."

(tag, ladies)


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