Agent Rollins, STRIKE Team Alpha. Hail Hydra. [Indie RP blog for the MCU character Jack Rollins. Multi-ship/verse. OC's welcome. Please read rules and about. This is a sideblog.] Tracking URL
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"Yeah." Jack shortly replied to the scientist, taking the clipboard to sign. He owned Barton now, he was going to enjoy it. "Food, sleep and then missions. Got it." He replied practically waving the scientist away after he'd signed.
Looked Barton up and down once more, before gesturing to follow. "Come on Doc says you need food, don't know why they couldn't have fed you before I got you."
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Jack was smug, he was often cocky and sure of himself, but in this moment he was smug. Seeing the once proud Avenger Hawkeye walk out from the science wing he knew the lab rats had done their job right. The fire the blonde’s eyes usually held was gone, “Well if it isn’t Bird guy, how you feeling? Little groggy?” He stood moving towards the new Asset and looking round him like he checked out his rifle for defects.
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Jack shrugged, following Brock inside. "Thought you might be having your fun with that waitress from the other night. But clearly you preferred my company." Jack smirked.
"Didn't expect to see you around here, something you need?" Jack asked as he leaned against the garage entry way.
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Jack had been lying low since the Triskelion fell and Hydra had revealed its self. He had or so he thought been working for SHIELD to bring down Hydra, but in turn he was played his SHIELD handler was actually Hydra, he found out just in time to get out of the Triskelion before it fell. He hopes to leave it all behind maybe move to Europe there always work there for a man of his skill. What he didn’t expect was to see the Asset, Barnes walking towards him. He wouldn't blame the guy if her wanted him dead for all that had happened, but he wasn't ready to stop loving any time soon.
"Easy. I don't need any trouble." His gun was at the small of his back, his left hand out stretched as if too ward off Barnes.
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Jack was smug, he was often cocky and sure of himself, but in this moment he was smug. Seeing the once proud Avenger Hawkeye walk out from the science wing he knew the lab rats had done their job right. The fire the blonde's eyes usually held was gone, "Well if it isn't Bird guy, how you feeling? Little groggy?" He stood moving towards the new Asset and looking round him like he checked out his rifle for defects.
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There are lots of things Jack can do, lots of things he's good. But Ice-skating? Not a clue, never set foot on the ice and definitely can not ice-skate. But use an ice-skate as a weapon? Definitely killed a man with an ice skate before.
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(NSFW) Tell my muse a sexual fantasy you have involving them.
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"Didn't expect to see you around here, something you need?" Jack asked as he leaned against the garage entry way.
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Jack new things were coming to a head, new that he couldn’t keep down the path he was on, but what other choice did he have? Hydra had the one person that mattered more to him than himself and while Hydra held them he could nothing but go along with them. A grunt of frustration left him before in his anger he knocked the files off his desk failing to notice a presence in his little office.
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“Did you want something?” Jack asked before downing the shot of vodka.
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"Alright then. Drop me at my apartment, I'll grab my bag and head to yours." Jack suggested, they hadn't been under surveillance since they defected, but it didn't mean that an eye wasnt kept on their coming and goings.
“Well wherever your stuff is would be a great first stop. I mean, we’re gonna need supplies while we’re on the road and I ain’t exactly got a lot with me,” Brock shrugged and took a deep breath. “After that, we’ll decide where to go from there.”
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"And I'll pay it. When I'm done. Is that a problem, kid?" He asked signalling for another.
“Did you want something?” Jack asked before downing the shot of vodka.
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“Did you want something?” Jack asked before downing the shot of vodka.
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Jack chuckled as he buckled up. "Driving to safety sounds great, but where is safe? Plus we need to get things. I," He stopped unsure if he should continue or not, but this was Brock they'd been through enough already. "I have a go bag, passports, money in various currencies. The basics to starting a new life."
Brock got settled in and buckled up his seat belt before starting the engine. “It’s not wrong at all. Fuck it, I’ve got a full tank of gas and we can drive for a long time to find somewhere safe.”
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Jack laughed as he climbed in the car. "Wish? I dream about it, thought about way more often than I should. Just get out of here, they don't trust is, never will not really. Is it wrong I want a normal life, but with the chance to do good too?"
When the briefing was over, Brock cautiously left the bar with Jack, glancing at the man. “Don’t you wish we could just run and start anew somewhere? Havin’ to keep a low profile really ain’t easy in this city,” he spoke as they got to the car.
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Jack nodded. Brock was right, but at the end of the day for whatever reason he always saved him or came back for him if that was the case. "Good, hopefully not in a basement bar this time." Luckily it went well, but if HYDRA had found out they'd have been sitting ducks.
“One too many times? Just did what was right,” Brock shrugged and got into the passenger seat. He looked to Jack briefly, a smile on his face as he spoke. “There’s a bar not far from here. We’re gonna meet with a few allies and the debrief will be done there. It’s a quiet corner table. No security cameras.”
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