001. Joint video post;

[sugarbear]

[ The video snaps on to a blur and a big hand holding it out at arm's length, and at the end of that arm is one John Casey with a certain ship's geek - Chuck Bartowski - headlocked under the other. He finds something to put the viewer on so that he can draw his gun - a silver on black SIG Sauer P226 - out of its holster, placing it against Chuck's neck, and growls under his breath at him. ]

Stop squirming so much, Bartowski, otherwise I really will end up shooting you, and it's no fun if I do it accidentally.

[ Chuck had never liked being held at gunpoint, but it's not as if this was the first time this had ever happened over the years, which was only one reason why he looked so calm about this. The only thing that made it any different than usual was being put on film while doing so and Chuck elbowed at the other man, squirming anyway. ]

Look, Casey, I really think there are better ways to deal with this than threatening to kill me, and it's not even gonna get you out of here. Now if you would just put the gun down…

[ A fierce grunt of disgust cut Chuck off mid-sentence, Casey narrowing his eyes at his friend, only to turn that same withering look on the camera. ]

I'll put the gun down when I'm good and ready. Listen up, whoever you are; I don't care if you're aliens or Communists, but I suggest you find a way to get me back to Burbank, otherwise I can't be held responsible for what I might do. [ And he might just be squeezing Chuck's neck a little bit harder between his forearm and bicep to illustrate his point. In response, Chuck makes a wheezing sort of noise, stopping his shoving at Casey so he doesn't end up turning blue before too long. ]

Nobody has to worry about Casey, he's not actually gonna hurt me, I promise. He's a friend from back home, he's just a little trigger happy, you can ignore him. Right now, I mean. Not any other time. [ a beat ] You really might not want to ignore him any other time.

[ This time Casey reaches out his gun hand to take the device back, and as it spins before it goes off his voice is audible over the feed; a deep gutteral growl: ]

Idiot, Bartowski, now we have to start over, and maybe this time I will shoot you just to prove I mean it. How do you record over-- [ The feed cuts.]

Comments

[prayersforthewicked]

I seriously doubt alarming the masses will do anything to get us out of here. No one needs more reason to be frightened.

Rethink your tactics.

[intersection]

They're the only tactics he has.

[prayersforthewicked]

How unfortunate.

[sugarbear]

Don't listen to him. I have plenty of tactics. I'm the master of tactics.

[prayersforthewicked]

Then I suggest you take another approach.

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[symptomatic]

[ One arched eyebrow, quirked. ]

You have a funny definition of friend.

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[intersection]

It's... a complicated definition.

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[sugarbear]

They're the only friends he has.

[ Because Chuck insulted his tactics. ]

[theyalldieforme]

Can we not shot anyone?

[sugarbear]

I'm going to go with no. Doesn't stop me thinking it might make the world a better place now and again.

[ He flexes his hand around the grip of his gun. ]

[intersection]

That's generally not an option when it comes to Casey.

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[sugarbear]

[ Suffice is to say that Casey has figured out that the video feed has been made public already, and he's just about sick of technology outsmarting him. He gives another shot at trying to delete it, but it's all a little late for that now, there's already replies coming in, and he shoots another glare at Chuck.

His whole plan ruined. By Chuck. He never expected anything else. ]

A lot of help you were. You forget how to look scared properly?

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[intersection]

[ Chuck has half a mind to shove Casey a little further away, then man just having pretended to hold him hostage after all, but then he knows he really would get shot at and he stuffs his hands into his pockets defensively.

And takes a step to the side. Because Casey never fails to be scary. ]

You know, maybe if you'd listened to me when I said a hostage situation wasn't going to work out very well for either of us.

[the_vishual]

[....... wow. ]

Friends normally don't put you at gunpoint, sir.

[sugarbear]

We have a special relationship.

[intersection]

Try telling him that. [ wait... ] You just did. Okay. But believe me, he's not the best listener.

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[onsilksheets]

Points for effort.

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[intersection]

Just how many points?

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[sugarbear]

[ Okay, that's... ]

Nice disguise. Points for effort.

[ So much sarcasm. ]

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[reticencies]

Casey, what are you— [She pauses for a moment, she can tell he just got here but wow what is this even] That's not exactly going to help with leaving this place.

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[sugarbear]

Walker. [ Well okay, he seems to visibly stand down at the sight of her, because that means that Chuck isn't here as a loose cannon, he's a part of his team. He casts a brief glance off screen, then looks back, and he does want to ask if the channel is secure, but if it isn't... Well, then it would ruin it. ] I should have known not even supposed "aliens" would be stupid enough to leave Bartowski alone. [ He says the word aliens with the contempt due it. ]

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[intersection]

[ Have a wave, Sarah. ]

I tried to tell him.

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[justthedriver]

[ Gentle, slow clapping. ]

Most fucking entertaining thing I seen so far. [ The voice when it comes is dry, and heavily Russian-accented. ]

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[sugarbear]

[ At the sound of Russian, after the Volkoff affair, the accent immediately puts Casey on guard. There's a noticeable tension in his voice. ]

That right?

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[intersection]

Tune in again next week, there might be popcorn.