Captured

[antinouswild]

Who: Enjolras and Jack
When: October 15th, 10:00
Where: Coffee Shop, near Newcomer Apartments
Summary: Enjolras thinks Jack is out to help him. He wrong. Oh niave revolutionary... Enjolras is handed over to AGI
Warnings: Capture/Enslavement and the normal reaction to that.


Enjolras made the walk before sirens, for safety sake. He sits, drinking coffee, waiting until 10:00

He watches for someone checking a pocket watch.

Comments

[psychopath]

Jack arrives early, of course.

But he's still wearing his motorcycle helmet and gear when he comes inside the coffee shop; he's practically unrecognizable, save for the gold pocket watch that he brings out of his pocket and checks. He goes to order a coffee, before going outside, checking his watch again, as if waiting for someone.

[antinouswild]

[Enjolras sees the pocket watch, and the first check. He waits, watching. Carefully he scans the room. Idealistic, naive, believing that people are basically good and will naturally flock to what is right? Yes. Yet, he's not stupid.

He reminds himself that no one will try anything in public. He squares his shoulders and tells himself that all is well.

After all, surely anyone could see that his cause is just.

When he sees him check his watch a second time, he watches. And follows.]

Jack?

[psychopath]

[Jack beckons to him, right at the edge of the patio where the Darkness isn't proofed against; the shop apparently has some really strong protection going.]

Sorry if I don't take my helmet off, I- don't want to be seen. I want to help, but not visibly, not now.

[He sounds hesitant, even. (He just wants to make Enjolras feel at ease, at this point. Bribing a shop assistant to keep the patio customer-free was easy, at least.)]

You've got people backing you up?

[antinouswild]

[Nagging doubts get stronger. He takes a deep breath. He turns his head back to the shop, then looks back at the covered face.]

I've been contacted by people who expressed displeasure at the slavery. I've had offers, but no one has taken any action yet.

We've done nothing yet.

[psychopath]

[He swirls his coffee around the paper cup and leans against the back of one of the chairs.]

Do you really plan to? I can give you financial backing. [He holds his hands up.] I swear I'm not from SERO.

[antinouswild]

I can't imagine funding would not be useful...

I hope it will not come to violence. But, I will if I need to.

[psychopath]

You know how to fight? How many of the others do?

[antinouswild]

I can shoot, and fight. I can only speak for myself.

[1/2]

[psychopath]

[Jack tips his head down as if contemplating something-]

[2/2]

[psychopath]

[And then he lifts a hand to tap at the bottom of his helmet, setting his coffee cup down on the table.

One of the shop assistants move to the door, bolting it shut.]

Lucky you. That Jack fellow couldn't, did you know?

[antinouswild]

[Enjolras turns as the door is closed. Then, turns back to the figure in the helmet, backing up.]

We've done nothing...

[He repeats, now on guard, looking as if he'll bolt at any second.]

[psychopath]

But conspire, yes? No conversation is truly private once you have a person's NV.

[Before Enjolras can bolt, several chains come out of the night, from behind Jack, stabbing into the walls beside the other man.]

He didn't give up easily, though, poor lad. Would you, I wonder?

[antinouswild]

[Enjolras gasps as the chain shoots forward. He stumbles back, the chain cutting off his path of escape.]

I won't be taken easily... you... you're a murderer.

[psychopath]

Your words are so cruel! I'm merely an agent.

[Jack advances, and Enjolras can probably see himself reflected in his visor.]

We can do this the easy or hard way, you know. The former would hurt less, of course.

[antinouswild]

You mean I can be docile and not give you any trouble, or I can fight.

[When he's close enough, Enjolras kicks out hard, aiming at Jack's knee.

He scrambles and tries to bolt.]

[psychopath]

[jack sidesteps him easily, and he lets the other man bolt- it won't do him much good, because there are more of those chains following him, and Jack himself, a glass-red scythe materializing in his hands, glinting and deadly. ]

Running won't do you any good, you know!

[antinouswild]

[He avoids the first chain as it flies past. He ducks to avoid the second, and looses his balance, falling again. He manages to swing himself onto his back, looking up at Jack.

When he sees the scythe, he things he understand. Believing himself about to die, he simply closes his eyes.

He'd never convinced himself he wasn't dead, and this wasn't hell or purgatory or some such place anyway.]

[psychopath]

[jack has to take him in alive,of course. He sends the chains to wind around his wrists instead, holding the sharp edge of the scythe against Enjolras' neck.]

Oh no, the mercy of death is a mercy earned. Perhaps you would like to feel closer to your cause...?

[antinouswild]

[Enjolras takes the meaning, and begins to struggle, not particularly mindful of the scythe at his neck.]

I-I've accepted no loans or owe no debt. Kill me if you will... but...

[psychopath]

Now you have.

[chains around his feet, then, binding them together up to his knees.]

Killing you would be left to your masters, yes?

[antinouswild]

So you're going to give me to AGI as a slave for simply speaking?

Then you only prove that I was right. There will be others, and you can't take them all.

LET ME GO!

[And Enjolras' power kicks in. He's not aware of it, but it's there. Whether Jack is effected by it or not remains to be seen, but he may be able to feel it there.]

[psychopath]

[jack flinches for a moment, lifting a hand as if to shield himself, and he touches a hand to his helmet. he feels it, somewhat, but he is not of the belief that slavery is wrong.

thus:]

Be glad it is AGI; SERO would love to get their hands on that lovely voice of yours, lad.

[And he punctuates it with a kick to Enjolras' side.]

[antinouswild]

[Enjolras grunts at the kick. He doesn't know of his power, therefore he doesn't understand the reference. But, he's wise enough to use it.]

If my voice could be used by your rivals then you'd better hurry up and kill me then.

[psychopath]

Of course I won't.

[he crouches beside enjolras, helmet tilting to the side.]

You merely need to be taught a lesson or two. As with those who collaborated with you, of course. It is their freedom you have gambled with, Enjolras.

[antinouswild]

[That seems to stress Enjolras even more.]

A few people expressed sympathy for those enslaved. Most just called me a fool. I'm alone. It's the truth!

[The power is still there, for Jack to take as he will.]

[psychopath]

[it works, this time, and jack falls silent, weighing his options.]

Better to nip it in the bud, right? Perhaps this would make you think twice about the consequences of your actions.

[and then he lifts enjolras up by his collar and gives him a swift hit to his neck, intended to knock him out.]

[antinouswild]

[Enjorlas struggles madly as he's lifted, even though he can't loose the bonds. Still, he's valiant, fighting and cursing until the blow takes him.

Then, he goes out neatly, falling limp.]