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More than just a job

MORE THAN JUST A JOB

It's only business, nothing personal...at least, that's how it started. You were pegged as the right one for a job that involves this person; your task could be positive, such as protecting them with their consent or without it, guiding them from point a to point b, and the like - or, as seedier transactions tend to go, it could be negative. You have to take them back to a place they really don't want to return to, you have to be a jailor, or you even have to be their assassin. At the very least, helping or hurting, you'll be compensated generously (by money or, you know, by not being killed off). And that was all that mattered.

Until they mattered.

They could have shown you something you never knew existed in the world or in yourself. They could have done any number of things, yet they've won you and your feelings over. Your priorities just may shift because of this, but will their view of you do the same as soon as they learn why you were around them in the first place? For your own gain? Will they be able to forgive you?

Even if they can, will they be able to see you the way you see them?

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[Member of FOXHOUND]

[ Either role! ]

[m/f, the one with the job.]

[ likely the job. ]

[ definitely the job! ]

[Most likely the job unless we AU it up. Info's in his journal!]

[ it was supposed to be a fairly easy job. get the kid of some diplomat and then book it. kidnapping wasn't exactly his forte, but orders were orders -- and Cain didn't have the room to argue. so when he spotted Ren, he thought he had the one. the photos seemed to match up... same hair color, maybe not quite the same face shape, but close enough. and the place was right. so... seemed legit? he wasn't much for planning or double-checking, as it were. ]

Hey.

[ so walking up to someone in the middle of broad daylight, on the sidewalk, is a good idea, right? ]

Mind helping me with something?

[ don't mind the black leather, black hair, or blue streak in his hair, Ren. he's obviously an upstanding citizen that abides by the law always. ]

[He seemed honest enough! Ren let the stranger come closer, watching him with unguarded curiosity. Living in the nearby town, it wasn't easy to get away with dressing as he did for now - his clothes were loose and casual, and were perfect for the walk he was taking. And so much more comfortable than a stuffy dress. Honestly, Ren thought that his folks still lived in past sometimes.

[As it was, being asked such a question had his curiosity growing further still.]

Me? Certainly, that is, if it's something that I can do! What d'ya need?

[Of course, the looks did make Cain stand out a bit, reminding Ren of some of the local delinquents. Most of 'em were still upstanding guys, though (and some of them helped him gather the type of clothing he was wearing now!) Even so, he really, really looked like an honest person to him. There was something about him that he hadn't been able to pin down, but... it honestly didn't matter, right? Even so, he let Cain approach him rather than seeking to meet him halfway. He had some sense of... propriety? Caution?]

[ seems like this isn't gonna be too bad ♥ ]

Try not to make too much noise, wouldya?

[ well, there's honesty right there -- he hadn't thought about this too much to have come up with some amazing plan... and frankly, that seemed like too much work, anyway. he merely grabs Ren and hoists him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. ]

That'll make this a lot easier. [ at least no one's really around?? and with that he starts striding over to his truck, which is parked right around the corner. ]

Huh??? Whoa!!

[Ren's small stature and slender build makes him light, too. His hands immediately grasp onto Cain's jacket for further stability.]

Oh my god?!!

[But... he wasn't making much noise. He wasn't really shouting, or screaming, or anything like that, and he wasn't flailing, either (he could fall if he did!) It... wasn't exactly like he was dumb, either, but he just found himself dumbstruck by everything going on.

[With no other explanation forthcoming, it quickly hit him like a water balloon to the face.]

W-wait, can't we talk this out first?!

[But he still wasn't raising his voice - despite his audible panic.]

Nothing really to talk about.

[ like... he's not going to not do it. c'mon now! hey, at least he's actually doing that favor. ]

Don't worry, I'm not gonna sell you into slavery or nothin, if that's what you're worried about. [ THANKS CAIN FOR GIVING HIM THE THOUGHT even if it's true that that's.... probably not going to happen?

when he reaches the truck he tosses Ren inside the back, locking the door and banging on it with his hand, ]

Better get comfortable, yeah? [ swinging himself into the driver's seat, ] We've got a long drive.

That doesn't exactly reassure me!!

[Welp, now he's in the truck. He scowls and tries to open the door again. No dice. Fuck. He tries the other door. Nope. Maybe... he'll just wait for his abductor to get driving and bash through the window?? And jump out? ...Ugh, today is just not his day.]

I'm more worried about the fact that you're taking me to begin with!

[He almost moves to see if he can buckle up and then... doesn't. Nope. Even though it's such a habit, he has to deliberately ignore it.]

Think of it like it's an adventure.

[ he pulls out of his parking spot, easing out into traffic, clearly not too perturbed about the fact that he just kidnapped someone. ]

You can call me Cain.

[ easing a cigarette out of his pocket, he tucks it into his mouth, glancing up at the rearview mirror to look at Ren ]

You might wanna get used to me.

That's super easy for you to say. You're not the one in the back of a stranger's truck going god-knows-where!!

[Pouting, Ren crossed his arms across his chest. Adventure his ass. He waits for Cain to get particularly focused on the traffic, and Ren himself focuses on the flow of it, waiting for a lull in which he could have some modicum of safety if he was planning on jumping out the truck's window.

[Because that's what he's hoping to do. God, that was gonna suck, hitting the pavement at any kind of speed....]

That's not true. I know where.

[ it's a shame that he's driving way too fast then -- not because he's expecting the kid to leap out of the car, but merely because he's reckless -- weaving in and out of traffic, speeding right through yellow lights before they turn red, not stopping at stop signs. yet somehow he's not pulled over by the cops! amazing. ]

Just relax. [ like anyone can do that when they're being kidnapped... ] S'not that bad.

Psycho Mantis || MGS1 || ota

cassandra pentaghast | dragon age: inquisition

caine wise | jupiter ascending

adaline bowman | age of adaline

Jupiter Jones | Jupiter Ascending

Ren | original character | male preference

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