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day 3
[ So after people clean up the mess that SOMEONE made, Jack is of course going to spend 99% of his time in the tech lab. It essentially brings with it a sentiment of "home sweet home," even though everything is so outrageously outdated. Still, that never stopped Jack before, and instead, he's a bit excited to get to toy with some unusual tech. It's different problems to solve, and that's always something he enjoys. It's the engineer in him.
By the afternoon, Jack is already well into starting a project, though he's just doing engineering drawings and figuring on some graph paper. This also means more Fun Jack Facts that Rhys probably didn't know, since the drawing itself is more precise than artistic, but it's still good. As for what it is... Well. Jack's Hyperion, so of course it's a gun. What else would it be? It's a crude pipe gun, since that's what seems to be avaliable in the workshop, but it's still something he's apparently planning on putting the kind of attention to detail that he would give to something more sophisticated.
However, this is all just background, since when Rhys comes into the workshop, Jack looks up from his work. It's only a glance at first, but seeing that it's Rhys, he sits up at the table he's taken over. ]
Oh, hey- Hey, wanted to talk to you, actually.
[ He'd meant to do it earlier in the day, but he had forgotten, honestly... Look, this room is exciting okay rhys understands ]
Got a minute?
By the afternoon, Jack is already well into starting a project, though he's just doing engineering drawings and figuring on some graph paper. This also means more Fun Jack Facts that Rhys probably didn't know, since the drawing itself is more precise than artistic, but it's still good. As for what it is... Well. Jack's Hyperion, so of course it's a gun. What else would it be? It's a crude pipe gun, since that's what seems to be avaliable in the workshop, but it's still something he's apparently planning on putting the kind of attention to detail that he would give to something more sophisticated.
However, this is all just background, since when Rhys comes into the workshop, Jack looks up from his work. It's only a glance at first, but seeing that it's Rhys, he sits up at the table he's taken over. ]
Oh, hey- Hey, wanted to talk to you, actually.
[ He'd meant to do it earlier in the day, but he had forgotten, honestly... Look, this room is exciting okay rhys understands ]
Got a minute?
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Jack scowls when Rhys pulls his hand away, and he jerks his wrist to tug it back into his control, and he even starts to reply: ]
Oh, go fu-- [ There's a sharp tone there, but it trails off into an "uh" as that thought essentially dies as he's given more compliments. They start out as the ones he wants, but it goes into that part of who he is that he's more embarrassed about, because for all his efforts to come off as anything but, he's a sensitive person. It's not a very Hyperion quality, and he seems to know it with how he groans in exasperation. Rhys may have pulled away his hand, but this is truly shameful enough that his other hand just comes up to his face. It's not quite out of hiding his expression so much as just a general gesture of his true emotional agony here. Clearly. ]
Hoooooly crap, just-- Okay, yes, I get it, I'm the greatest! Totally to half-mast here with how you're stroking my ego. Gotcha. [ is this a joke?? a Mystery ] You- You can totally stop now.
[ Because the worst part, so far as he's concerned? He may be sure that Rhys is just fucking with him to get him to react, but it's working. He hates letting people get to him, but this outpouring of compliments, even if they're totally fake, is. A lot. And the worst part here is that he's not even sure if they are fake? Especially when Rhys starts talking about him physically, because to each point, Jack may mentally be like "yes, true," but it still gets him so tongue-tied that he can't respond with his usual bravado. He's used to a passive-aggressive almost-compliment in passing, not. This.
By the time Rhys finishes, Jack just groans in frustration again, and then adds, almost as an afterthought, because this is apparently the one part he decides to respond to: ]
...Wait, fuck you, I love my goatee.
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but he looks up and notices that they are probably not the only ones in the tech lab anymore so, he decides he's going to need to cut this short soon. plus, he's got way more to do today than sit here and lavish jack in compliments??
... which he still kind of wants to do, honestly. ]
Your goatee's super dumb. Remember Tassiter's beard? It's like that but just, like, higher. Haven't you ever heard of artful stubble? Like, have you met Bigby? He's all... swole and hot and angry and it's. It's good, is what I'm saying. Wonder if he's into guys.
[ then he remembers he's uh, talking to jack actually and probably shouldn't gush about the other hot dudes in the complex to the dude he's specifically trying to bone. so, he shrugs and runs a hand through his hair, letting out a nervous laugh. ]
Okay, I'm going to go before it gets weird. You're not like, the only one I want to talk to today.
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[ Well, if Jack actually was at half-mast, there is nothing that could be a bigger boner killer than this terrible revelation. He actually makes a sputtering, choking sort of noise, and he slaps his hand on the table. ]
What? No. No. It is not like Tassiter's beard! Is it? Shit.
[ This is a crisis of a different kind, and at least that reaction to the compliments is forgotten more or less in an instant. This is the worst thing anyone has ever said to Jack? He's pretty sure, at least. His life is over. This is the end. He has to retire as a hero now, lest he be remembered for having a beard similar to Tassiter.
So instead, as Rhys tries to run away from this situation, Jack is all too happy to encourage it. ]
Yeah. Jesus. Please go ruin someone else's day.