[Jack is fast, not wanting to leave Ana alone for longer than he has to, even though he knows she’ll be fine. Something left over from the way they parted before Overwatch fell. The feeling that one day he’ll turn around, and she won’t be there anymore.
He does his best to push that out of his head in favor of the mission, of course. It’s exponentially easier with the security key, allowing him to weave in and out of locked rooms, securing the data and getting out just as easily. He doesn’t keep her waiting long.]
Here.
[It’s a small chip, but the information is what’s valuable, as always.]
( ana turns it over in her hand before tucking it securely away. they won't be able to access it until they're back to the safehouse, their real one rather than the temporary one for this mission, but it's good to know that they have it )
Did anything happen?
( she doubts it given that he came back on time and looks in shape but it's always worth asking )
[That's Jack's way of saying it went about as well as it could have. They can debrief soon--what's important is that there are no alarms tripped, and no one is going to follow them out.]
We have a few hours until it gets dark. Going now would be the better choice.
( especially before anyone realised what was missing... if they did. even though it was small the chip would eventually become noticeable in its absence )
[Now that the adrenaline is ebbing, he feels a little more comfortable lightening the mood--joking about his alleged ego is something he can do easily as they make their way back to their transport.
We're clear. It seems your little show didn't attract too much attention.
( though they'd cleared that area before anyone had been able to see where exactly it had come from. it wasn't the first time jack had had to shoot something to cause a distraction )
It'll give us time to look at what we've got and make our next move.
[He isn’t keen on sticking around, however, so he’s more than content to get moving. When they reach the motorcycle, he’s quick to start pulling the tarp and camouflage off it, making sure to wrap all of it up so as not to leave any of it as a reminder of their presence.]
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( that fake one they put effort into making )
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[To his credit, he doesn't make too much noise, but it isn't long before there's a stray gunshot.
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it does the job at least and ana gets across, pulling him aside and attaching the id to his belt )
Be quick. And try not to make any more noise.
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Watch my back.
[Something he doesn't need to say, of course, because she's always watching his back, but the extra assurance helps.]
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You know where to meet me.
( she had her own entrance to make too, just one a little less dramatic )
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He does his best to push that out of his head in favor of the mission, of course. It’s exponentially easier with the security key, allowing him to weave in and out of locked rooms, securing the data and getting out just as easily. He doesn’t keep her waiting long.]
Here.
[It’s a small chip, but the information is what’s valuable, as always.]
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Did anything happen?
( she doubts it given that he came back on time and looks in shape but it's always worth asking )
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[That's Jack's way of saying it went about as well as it could have. They can debrief soon--what's important is that there are no alarms tripped, and no one is going to follow them out.]
We should move.
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( especially before anyone realised what was missing... if they did. even though it was small the chip would eventually become noticeable in its absence )
You did a good job.
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[It's already going to his head, if the grin on his face is any indication.]
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( if he couldn't get back in their base, well.... )
Are you sure you can carry that head of yours back?
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[Now that the adrenaline is ebbing, he feels a little more comfortable lightening the mood--joking about his alleged ego is something he can do easily as they make their way back to their transport.
Still, he has to be sure.]
No one followed us?
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( though they'd cleared that area before anyone had been able to see where exactly it had come from. it wasn't the first time jack had had to shoot something to cause a distraction )
It'll give us time to look at what we've got and make our next move.
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[He isn’t keen on sticking around, however, so he’s more than content to get moving. When they reach the motorcycle, he’s quick to start pulling the tarp and camouflage off it, making sure to wrap all of it up so as not to leave any of it as a reminder of their presence.]
Ready to go?
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Let's go. I'm curious to see what we have.