008 -- video. ( forward-dated to july 30th. )

[kutte]

[ jax is leaned back in one of the seats on the gunnery observation deck, twisting his heavy rings round his finger. the comm is propped ostensibly on his monitor while jax slouches back, ill at ease. ]

While we're chewing over Odessa's offer, I got something else to put on the table.

[ more like a heads up. jax's expression is serious, the twist of his rings a more clear show of anxiety than he's displayed on comms in his entire stretch on the ship. ]

Our rescuers've got us surrounded. Sensors are picking up a mess of ships out there. I figured that's about as worthy of discussion as everything else she and her new best friend are puttin' on the table.

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[kutte]

I won't. I got plenty of reason to dig my heels in here and make a stand.

Besides, I've been wanting to take this baby for a spin.

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[forgodssake]

good man
I'll be in touch if I manage to obtain better or worser news myself

text.

[kutte]

Don't be afraid to keep it off the network, if you know what I mean.

[ one-time only free pass to jax's head, use wisely. ]

text.

[forgodssake]

noted

telepathy.

[forgodssake]

[ Within the hour, Charles' voice echoes tinny in Jax's mind; ]

Well over a hundred-thousand personnel, by my reckoning. These aren't citizens and scientists, either.

telepathy.

[kutte]

[ well isn't this weirdly intimate. ]

Figures. So we're outnumbered and outgunned. Your pal Erik's gonna love that.

telepathy.

[forgodssake]

[ strokes brain ]

Oh, most certainly. He's wanted to meet them in person for quite sometime, and I believe that is, in fact, what we're going to attempt, with Flight's cooperation.

I'll need to give you the details so we don't get caught in crossfire.

telepathy.

[kutte]

Patch me in for that. I wouldn't want to miss the show.

[ charles pls ]

Yeah. There'll be enough fuckers shooting at you without my crew blasting you out of the sky.

telepathy.

[forgodssake]

We're going to at least attempt to be sneaky on the approach, but working off the optimistic assumption we manage an escape, I assume it's going to be a hell of a lot messier on the way back.

telepathy.

[kutte]

Everything's gonna get real messy, real fast. You want a distraction, I can try to keep 'em busy. Or at least get them looking my way rather than yours.

telepathy.

[forgodssake]

Alright. Yes, that'd be grand. I'll give you a shout when we're about ready to launch.

telepathy.

[kutte]

I'll be listenin' out for it then.

telepathy.

[forgodssake]

Thank you, Jax.