brokenweapon | 032.

Not really, but it's close enough for government work, as they say.

[A few seconds elapse. David totally does not need to know Bourne has his file.] So. Anything you feel like telling me or are we just going to sit here and stare at each other over a video feed?

[He's content to let the seconds go by and wait for Bourne to speak. Normally the silent treatment unnerves people. Much to his annoyance, his new warden's unruffled.]

Nah, I'm sure you've got better things to be doing. [He's only too willing to get off the feed. Even over video, Bourne pushes his buttons.]

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Nope.

This is my job, after all.

What, to ride my ass? You sure do that like a pro.

[Oh, David. If only you knew the lengths to which he can and will, as you so delicately put it, 'ride your ass'.]

To rehabilitate you. Although, yeah, you could put it that way.

[He's got an inkling. Which doesn't bother him too much, because he doesn't intend to find out.]

I don't need 'rehabilitating'. You wanna do rehab, go find a druggie.

Rehab's for more than just people with drug problems.

The only problems I have are being stuck on a prison ship and being stuck with you.

Looks like you're going to be stuck with those two problems for a while, so I suggest you get used to them.

You think so, huh?

Yeah.

You go on thinking that then.

And you go on deluding yourself that you're getting off of this boat exactly the same as you came on board.

And what the hell is that supposed to mean?

You have to change whatever it is that got you sent here to leave. If you don't make progress or even try, then one day the Admiral's patience wears thin and you disappear right off the ship.

[That hits him hard. He remembers that guy he talked to, the Motorcycle Boy. The way he just vanished, and it was like he had never even existed.]

So, in other words, if the Admiral doesn't see someone playing his games he gets rid of them. [The hostility ebbs, but if anything, the look he's eyeing Bourne with now is even worse. He looks furtive, wary. It's a desperate, dangerous look.]

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[Uh-oh. Looks like he struck a nerve. Still...no lying to your new inmate, Jason.]

Basically.

[But that reaction lets Bourne know that David doesn't like people playing games with him. Something we have in common.]

[For once, he's caught with absolutely no smart remark.]

Right. I'll remember that.

[Which only means he's working with a time limit. Take out the Admiral before the Admiral takes him out. I can't afford to waste time.]

Anything else I should know?

[If Bourne were a bad person, or someone with a twisted sense of humor, he would say something innocuous yet sinister in context and let the kid stew. Fortunately for David, he is a better person than his mun. Besides, Bourne figures he's been shaken up enough already with only the basic facts about the place. He'll cut the kid some slack.

But he can guess what David's thinking, 'cause it's about what he would be thinking too. Cut off the snake's head and the body stops wriggling.]

If you're thinking about trying to find the Admiral, good luck. There've been riots in the past, people trying to find him and overthrow him. It never ends well for them.

[As before, Bourne's act of kindness goes completely unnoticed by David. He's too busy thinking of plans to flush the Admiral out. He has no idea how well Bourne already understands the way he thinks, so when he mentions finding the Admiral, David's head jerks up and a for a moment he looks stunned, caught off-guard.]

[Then the mask goes back up again.]

Yeah. He doesn't sound like the type who tolerates rebellion. And I bet you were right there doing his dirty work too.

[Others' dirty work, yes; not the Admiral's. Like hell he's going to tell David, though. Reaction duly noted and logged.]

I don't have a pair of jackboots in my closet, if that's what you're implying.

[A pause. Then:]

Let me also mention that he's a fucking terrible pilot.

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[He doesn't crack a smile at Bourne's stab at a joke. Not even a hint of one.]

You still work for him.

[And that's the bottom line, as far as he's concerned. Bourne works for the Admiral, so Bourne must be the enemy. It's just that simple.]

[Oh come on, it was his first ever Nazi joke. He is learning.]

And you're still stuck here, so we're back where we started.

[If only he could say the same.]

Look, I'll tell you this once: stay away from me. I'm finding my way off this ship, no matter what it takes. The Admiral can play his games with someone else, and so can you. I'm not interested.

[Shrug.]

Fine.

[Better to learn by failure than be coddled, is Bourne's reasoning.]

[And with that, he cuts the connection. There's nothing else to say.]

[Having a bitchy teen inmate is the best thing ever.]

032. - Video.

[Private] He is nothing if not irritatingly precise.

[Private] FYI, Bourne, Hayley and Perry spilled the beans about his file a few hours after this.

[Private] Dohoho no secrets in this household.

[Private] He is now not-so-secretly planning to kill you.

[Private] As they say in the common vernacular, "Bring it, bitch."

[Private] BEST PAIRING EVAR

[Private] YESSS THEY WILL BE BFFS

[Private]

[Private] Something is rotten in Denmark and it's his PISS-POOR ATTITUDE.

[Private] Well, he DOES dress in black and whine a lot. Who does that remind you of?

[Private] Everyone's favorite Danish prince, if Hamlet could turn into a lion.

[Private] Would that make Bourne his long-suffering Horatio?

[Private] But of course.

[Private] XD

[Private] No sugarcoating here!

[Private] Too bad Bourne's elf buddy isn't around. He could give them sugar cookies. ;)

[Private] Haha oh shit the Admiral is Crayak

[Private] Gee, make him MORE paranoid. :P

[Private] This is a boat of paranoia.

[Private] No wonder he's fitting in so well.

[Private] YOUR WARDEN CAN READ YOUR MIND.

[Private] GET OUTTA MY HEEEEEAD.

[Private] NO.

[Private] BLAAARGH

[Private] bluh bluh so late

[Private] Better late than never!

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