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✈ day one hundred and twenty nine, video
Jun. 12th, 2014 09:28 pm[The Jack who appears on screen is a little more haggard looking than normal. He's sitting on the bed in the other Jack's apartment, which is clean and looks expensive even from this angle. Not over the top Tony Stark or Wayne Manor style expensive, but pricey and nice and modern. He's got a little bit of a five o'clock shadow going on - ignore that it isn't five o'clock - and is wearing a worn Boston Red Sox cap, which he pushes off his head so he can run a hand through his hair.]
I haven't been in this apartment since the world went to hell.
[But he does recognize it, and give it a sort of sad, solemn look as he glances over his shoulders and looks around a bit.]
When things like the actual zombie apocalypse happen? [He continues with the finality of someone who's had this conversation one too many times.] You kind of need to start making some rules. I always looked at is as a reason to try and preserve some kind of order, or humanity. Other people made up some to stop them from getting too attached.
[And that's definitely part of why he's been telling everyone just to call him Boston - it's where he was headed after things went to shit, and it's the name Tallahassee had given him when they'd first met. She had said it was better that way, if people were strangers even after they'd been traveling together for a while, so when things kept going to shit, you couldn't get hurt any more than you already were.
Which is kind of the problem, here.]
So if anyone has a recent explanation for why I've got a picture with me, Tallahassee and the kid she rescued acting like some big, happy family- [He holds up said picture for you all to see, which features a much more put together looking Jack, a dark haired woman and a blonde toddler all smiling together out in public in a pretty clearly zombie free Los Angeles.] I'd definitely be interested in hearing it.
[There's definitely some bitterness there, but he mostly just sounds tired.
(And maybe bitter.)]
Cap, I really think I need a drink.
[ooc: Jack is from Zombieland canon, and has been traveling with counterparts to Kate, Aaron, Sawyer, Hurley and Sayid. He's also still an inmate, because Jack's issues transcend universes.]
I haven't been in this apartment since the world went to hell.
[But he does recognize it, and give it a sort of sad, solemn look as he glances over his shoulders and looks around a bit.]
When things like the actual zombie apocalypse happen? [He continues with the finality of someone who's had this conversation one too many times.] You kind of need to start making some rules. I always looked at is as a reason to try and preserve some kind of order, or humanity. Other people made up some to stop them from getting too attached.
[And that's definitely part of why he's been telling everyone just to call him Boston - it's where he was headed after things went to shit, and it's the name Tallahassee had given him when they'd first met. She had said it was better that way, if people were strangers even after they'd been traveling together for a while, so when things kept going to shit, you couldn't get hurt any more than you already were.
Which is kind of the problem, here.]
So if anyone has a recent explanation for why I've got a picture with me, Tallahassee and the kid she rescued acting like some big, happy family- [He holds up said picture for you all to see, which features a much more put together looking Jack, a dark haired woman and a blonde toddler all smiling together out in public in a pretty clearly zombie free Los Angeles.] I'd definitely be interested in hearing it.
[There's definitely some bitterness there, but he mostly just sounds tired.
(And maybe bitter.)]
Cap, I really think I need a drink.
[ooc: Jack is from Zombieland canon, and has been traveling with counterparts to Kate, Aaron, Sawyer, Hurley and Sayid. He's also still an inmate, because Jack's issues transcend universes.]