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Jason Bourne ([personal profile] brokenweapon) wrote2011-06-13 11:16 am

034. - Video - Just Desserts

[OOC: Co-written with Milbury. Thanks for being awesome! There is also a scoschy bit of time fuckery in here because real talk, nobody can be held hostage on the Barge for two weeks without being found. The ship ain't that big, not like it's Tora Bora or anything.]

[The screen flicks on, and the face of Jason Bourne appears - though anyone would be forgiven for not recognizing him at first, due to the haggard look and the beard that he’s sporting. He’s a right mess, with a healing split lip and bruises all over every place the camera can see, and quite a few more besides.

He speaks, and his voice sounds hoarse and rusty from disuse.] “As of the morning of June 5th, I have not been myself. I was kidnapped and impersonated by my inmate, and held captive in another inmate’s quarters.” [He glances off-camera.] “Come here, David.”


[Sullenly, reluctantly, David walks into view. While not as disheveled as his warden, David’s seen better days himself - his normally straight hair is matted to his head and the shirt he’s wearing is torn at the collar. He’s also got his hands clasped together behind his head - clearly he’s not here of his own volition.

He doesn’t look at the camera. His attention is focused entirely on his warden, and the look he’s eyeing Bourne with is a dangerous one - bitter and resentful. He says nothing.]
“Show them.” [Bourne’s voice is flat and level. His left hand is nearly out of frame, and there’s a gun in it, and it’s pointed directly at his inmate.] “Now.”
[Gritting his teeth and looking away from the camera, David begins to change. Slowly he begins growing, both in height and mass, his lean teenager’s body bulking up into the body of a man fifteen years or so older. It’s a bit like watching aging flash-forwarded, except that David isn’t just growing older. His entire facial structure is changing as he grows - his ear-length blond hair shortens and darkens, while his eyes go from dark brown to steely blue.
When the transformation’s complete, no trace of David can be see in the man he’s become. Now Jason Bourne appears to be holding his twin double at gunpoint.]
[Anyone watching Bourne rather than David would see the anger and hate in his eyes as he watches the transformation. There are two of him now - one whole, perfect, and fake; the other beaten, broken, and the genuine article.]

“Demorph,” [he says, and there’s such bitter loathing in his voice it’s surprising he hasn’t pulled the trigger out of spite.

Looking back at his warden with undisguised hatred, David does as he’s told. Jason Bourne’s form recedes back the way it came, exposing David’s secret for the entire Barge to see.]

“Happy now?” [David asks, and while his sullen bitterness can’t match the utter loathing his warden expressed in that one-word command, his own voice is quivering with anger. His hands are clenched behind his head, and it’s quite clear he would enjoy nothing more than seeing the man he just became torn apart, perhaps by rabid lions.]
[Bourne doesn’t respond to his inmate’s question, but the answer is obviously ‘No’. Though he refuses to take his eyes off of his inmate, it’s clear that he’s addressing the camera:]

“I apologize for anything he’s done while using my form since then. This will not happen again. He will be receiving a punishment that fits his crime.”


[He reaches over with his right hand to turn off the feed, the gun still trained on David, and now it’s clear why he’s using his opposite hand to hold a gun on his inmate. His right thumb is still broken and hasn’t yet been treated, hanging down grotesquely. It can be seen for just a moment before the feed switches off.]

[Private to the Admiral, just after Rathammer commences:]
Please revoke David's morphing ability entirely. When I see fit to restore his powers, keep him from being able to acquire or morph any Barge denizen.

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[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-14 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)


[Strange, because Costigan would say it had been Sullivan's first.]



"How pissed I am," [Bourne said nonchalantly as he wrote. If the rat was listening, let him sweat. He knew just how pissed his warden was and could figure it'd take quite some time for him to cool down.]

[So Private] It would be heartbreaking if he hadn't been such a little shit. xP

[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-14 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
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[personal profile] lostundercover 2011-06-14 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Costigan was quiet as he read, feigning time to think for the auditory conversation. He knew that Bourne was overreacting, but getting anyone else involved would just make the warden more defensive than he already was. The former undercover crossed his arms for a moment, then took the paper back to write a response again.]

He's no ringleader. Trust me. He might have had the idea, but he followed someone else. He's not innocent, but you're talking about keeping him trapped like that for a week.

[He paused, sighed, and shook his head lightly, continuing to write almost immediately after speaking.] "He's a good kid, Bourne. He just forgets that sometimes."

4 days, then you make him human again and I'll take him. You tell Slick's and Hoffman's wardens today. Follow up on them. Then you recover while I'm watching the kid.

Spam - Why is this sounding like a bizarre custody battle?

[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-14 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bourne exhaled as he read. Costigan's head was clearer than his on this. He was pissed - but in his own way he was tired of this. He'd let David know just how much he'd fucked up when he'd attacked him back in Hoffman's cabin. This was to make it stick.

And honestly, if he had to live for over a week with the psychically screaming rat he'd end up having a psychotic break.]

"Good kids don't take hostages," [he said, scrawling on the pad.] "Then again, they might have called me a good kid once. And look at me..."

lostundercover: (Costello staredown (the departed))

Spam - Because they're mommy and daddy now that Donny's gone. :C

[personal profile] lostundercover 2011-06-14 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"You and me both, guy." [He muttered. Costigan was more grateful than he would begin to let on that Bourne was being almost reasonable about this, at least with him here. It had been awhile since the two had really talked and the inmate had been worried Bourne might not trust him like he used to.]

4. That's me compromising.

[The inmate gave Bourne a single look to emphasize the solemnity of that statement on the paper. Costigan had no idea what he could do if Bourne persisted, but he could -- and would -- get others involved if he had to. Dick and Howie could take his side, he was pretty sure, and then Bourne's ability to warden might be called in to question. Neither of them wanted that, but it loomed as a silent threat for Costigan to try to get his way in this. Four days as an animal seemed too much as it was.

As an afterthought, Costigan scribbled:]

I'm not going to let him roam around. He'll still be punished with me. If you get rid of his filters -- and you should, if you don't add yourself to them -- do me a favor and let him keep his filter with me.

[ Private | Video ]

[identity profile] some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com 2011-06-15 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Had she heard this at a better time, compassion may have come easier. But she's emotionally distraught, as usual, and a mess at learning this fine gem of news.

Claire sits back in her hair, playing with the ends of her hair with one hand while the other is clamped around her body.]

I went to the CES when he was there. We swam together and...one thing led to another. I should have known better, but [cynical smile] I guess I just don't know how to learn my lesson.

[If he presses for just what happened, she'll tell him.]

[ Private | Video ] NOTHING TOO SCANDALOUS I HOPE sweet jegus my blood pressure

[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-15 01:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Claire he is so close to making David human again just to throttle him AGAIN you don't even know. You don't. Even. Know.]

What happened.
Edited 2011-06-15 14:00 (UTC)

[ Private | Video ] Never, we'd have consulted with you first, bebe.

[identity profile] some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com 2011-06-15 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[Claire looks away, her voice dull.] Just kissing. [Sighs, looking back at Jason.] Can I help you in any way? You need medical attention...

[ Private | Video ] This entire plot has had me stressed out to Mars. I freaked out.

[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-15 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's it. When the boy's human again Bourne is going to sit down with him and have a little talk about the ethics of using other people's bodies for romantic exploits. Or keelhaul him. Either way.

He sighs and runs his bandaged left hand over his face.] I'd like to apologize for his behavior. And for what must have seemed like mixed signals.

[Now he knows what it's like to have an evil twin.]

I understand if you don't want to see me for a while. I can go to the infirmary.

[ Private | Video ] :c <3 Loves you?

[identity profile] some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com 2011-06-15 02:14 pm (UTC)(link)
It wasn't your fault, Jason. You should know me better than that. And it was fun, for the most part. We just talked and swam in the ocean. [Dry laugh.] I think he wants me to be his Warden from the sounds of it.

And I'll get over it...so am I coming over to rescue you again, or not? [Her smile is sad, but at least she can muster one for him.]

[ Private | Video ] <3 He needs a headdesking icon.

[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-15 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dryly.] In case you weren't aware, right now I couldn't care less what he wants.

[His tone is serious.] Only if you want to.

And maybe when we're all recovered from this, we can go to the CES. No swimming, though. I'm...not a big fan of water.

[Understatement of the century, considering every time he's ended up in a body of water that he can remember, it's been traumatic.]

Spam - And Bourne is the strict ex-military stepdad the kid doesn't like. :c

[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-15 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nothing we can't recover from."

[Bourne looked down at the new statement on the paper, and met Costigan's eyes. A threat. A veiled one - something he really did not need right now - but it was a threat on the side of the angels. No matter how pissed he was, no matter how justifiable the punishment, other wardens with softer hearts would disagree.

The asset wasn't a law unto himself anymore. He was part of a hierarchy again. And from what little he could remember of that Army officer he had been, Captain David Webb, he knew that such harsh measures would not have flown.

But you were never a hostage, were you David? You walked into Treadstone - into Blackbriar - of your own free will.

I did, countered his rational side as his former self - perhaps he was cracking under the strain - but there's a fine line between punishment and revenge. You're crossing it. You have a higher authority to answer to - your fellow wardens and the Admiral. Trust Costigan. He's trying to help you.

Help. Now that was rare. He wasn't used to that. He wasn't sure how he felt about it either. A phrase flashed into his head from his Army days: Battle buddy.

Help was okay if it came from a person you trusted implicitly. If he trusted no-one else on board, he trusted Costigan.

He took the pad back.]

[ Private | Video ] TOTALLY. And spam/log/assume?

[identity profile] some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com 2011-06-15 03:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[She winces.] Nono, I know, just...I dunno, was only saying. Remembering...

Now, see, had I known that, I would have known something was up. Beside the fact that he made you awfully chipper. Course, I like to think you get that way around me. [Snorts.] Alas. Next time, right?

[She stands, rubbing her hands on her thighs.] See you soon, then.

[Video; Private]

[identity profile] grahamcommawill.livejournal.com 2011-06-15 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
You're welcome.

...Okay. Do what you think is best. [Another pause, a mental debate on if to say more or not, then he continues.] Just try not to be too hard on him. I've seen what power does to people. It messes them up especially if they had issues to begin with. He's a sick kid, but hardly a criminal.

[He clears his throat. Awkwardly.] I'm sorry if I said too much.
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Spam - Costigan's the concerned mom. :C MY LI'LE BABY DIDN'T MEAN IT.

[personal profile] lostundercover 2011-06-16 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure, yeah." [It was an automatic reply, just something to continue the verbal conversation while the written one stalled for a moment. The inmate watched Bourne's face in silence for the entire interim, hoping that the man would come to reason and extremely relieved when he did. There had been so much potential for that to go poorly if Bourne had fought him that he really didn't want to think about it.

Costigan nodded at the note and, at the end of it, replied aloud in a way that ambiguously covered both conversations.] "Thanks."

[Then he scribbled a quick note, satisfied for the moment, and cast another short glance over at the rat.]

I want to be here when you turn him back. I'll take care of him from there for 3-5 days. Whatever you need.

Spam - xD

[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 02:21 am (UTC)(link)


[And that was all that really needed to be said.]

"Anyway, he's here if you want to check up on him," [Bourne said aloud.] "I'm not going to hurt him. I don't like animal cruelty."

[Video; Private]

[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
I'm pretty pissed off.

But yeah. I've got people to make sure I don't go overboard.

Don't be sorry. I'm...glad you're being frank.

[ Private | Video ] Spam? :D

[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
I really ought to tell you more. In case you didn't notice, I'm not that open about my past. And I'm usually more chipper around you. You just have that effect on people.

Yeah, okay. See you soon.

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[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Bourne allows Slade to usher him inside, still a little shell-shocked by the whole affair and trying not to show it. Letting him be alone for even a little while was a mistake, because it's given him time to think about everything. He wasn't given to unnecessary nostalgia, but he kept flashing back to seeing David morph into him, and then the way he'd gone absolutely berserk...

No, not good things to dwell on.
]

Thanks.

[Bourne looks over the glasses and selects a bottle of Jack Daniels. He doesn't drink often, but something about this is familiar, so that's why he picks it. He pours himself a glass and drinks. He doesn't quite throw it back, but he's not exactly nursing it either.]
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[personal profile] lostundercover 2011-06-18 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Costigan nodded to both before stuffing his hands in his pockets. There wasn't much else to say, so he cast another glance at the rat and then looked back to Bourne again.]

"Sure. Thanks, guy." [The inmate hovered there, an invitation for any last sentiments before he departed.]

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[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. No problem." [Bourne was back to being a little bit distant. Too much time alone with nothing but his thoughts and his jailers for company didn't do much for his conversational skills.]

"See you later."
lostundercover: (walkin (the departed))

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[personal profile] lostundercover 2011-06-18 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
[The inmate nodded again before turning to take his leave. He moved forward to the door, seeing himself out, and disappeared down the hallway with more on his mind than there had been before.]

[ Private | Video | Spam ] YES PLEASE.

[identity profile] some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com 2011-06-18 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Her neck flushed pink, the color rising to her cheeks as she briefly ducked her eyes before smiling shyly at Jason.] Thank you. I'm on my way.

****

[Claire started to spruce herself up, brushing her hair and reaching for lip gloss when she remembered it was pointless. That it had been David she was kissing and not Jason. Though her shoulders dropped, she managed to hold onto the smile, staying in the jeans and pink tee she was already dressed in. Claire kissed the top of Chester's head and slipped out of her cabin, meandering to her friend's cabin and knocking with purpose.]

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[identity profile] brokenweapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-19 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Though he knew Claire was on her way, Bourne did peer through the peephole in the door to make sure it was her. With Hoffman and Slick still on the loose, you never knew. Especially not after that little publicly-broadcast display earlier, even though he hadn't done much to implicate them.]

"Hey," [he said, opening the door with his good hand.] "Come on in."

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[identity profile] some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com 2011-06-20 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[There was the initial wave of longing that follows a rather heated make-out session that crashed over her, but just as quickly as the sea pulls its waters back in, it was gone. She was focused, here for a reason beyond something selfish (and stupid).

Claire slipped in, not taking her eyes away from his injuries.]

Shit, [she whispered.] Are you okay? [She knew she had already gotten his answer to that before, but it was automatic to ask, given his current condition.]

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