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maskormenacelogs2014-06-06 07:19 pm
khajidont) wrote in maskormenacelogs2014-06-06 07:19 pm
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WHO: JAIME REYES and OPEN to any visitors or fellow jailbirds!
WHERE: Prison!
WHEN: May 30th - whenever the possessed criminals get released!
WHAT: Jaime's just one more person who's fallen victim to Yomiel's little crime-spree, and he's pretty unhappy about it. Pay him a visit, come and pry, or commiserate over shared fates.
WARNINGS: None for now!
[As it turns out, "a ghost possessed me and made me break into your building" isn't an excuse that flies in the face of some very unhappy looking policemen. Jaime hadn't really thought it would, but not only is it the truth, but it's the only thing he could come up with. For all intents and purposes, it looks as if he intentionally broke into a government building, trashed a window, got into their files, turned off the power to the entire building and trashed one of their offices just for kicks - and in all fairness, he only did three of those things, but he thinks it's quite understandable, given the circumstances.
When it comes to dangerous criminals, Jaime doesn't fit the bill, and he knows it. He's about as intimidating as a damp paper towel, and he hasn't given anyone any reason to believe that he's anything but another teenaged imPort, one that's probably a little more normal than the rest. What he doesn't realize is that his current appearance doesn't help his case much - he's got the beginnings of a shiner and a few more bruises here and there, courtesy of Yomiel, and he's more angry than he is upset or scared.
The really sobering thing about all this - beyond the fact that yeah, it's pretty chilling to lose control of your own body - is that he doesn't know what to do, or who to call. At home, he knows exactly where he'd go. He has friends and family to turn to, connections to the cape community to ask for help, the Teen Titans to notice his absence, and one seriously magical sort-of girlfriend to ask about ghostly possessions. Here, he's made acquaintances here and there, but nobody he can think of calling from inside a jail cell. The only person he could think of was Booster, and as it turns out, he's nowhere to be found.
Jaime leans back in the slab-like seating afforded to them and sighs. In the absence of anyone telling him not to, he prods irritably at his bruised eye, wishing it wouldn't be too suspicious to use the Scarab to just heal the thing overnight.
This sucks.]
WHERE: Prison!
WHEN: May 30th - whenever the possessed criminals get released!
WHAT: Jaime's just one more person who's fallen victim to Yomiel's little crime-spree, and he's pretty unhappy about it. Pay him a visit, come and pry, or commiserate over shared fates.
WARNINGS: None for now!
[As it turns out, "a ghost possessed me and made me break into your building" isn't an excuse that flies in the face of some very unhappy looking policemen. Jaime hadn't really thought it would, but not only is it the truth, but it's the only thing he could come up with. For all intents and purposes, it looks as if he intentionally broke into a government building, trashed a window, got into their files, turned off the power to the entire building and trashed one of their offices just for kicks - and in all fairness, he only did three of those things, but he thinks it's quite understandable, given the circumstances.
When it comes to dangerous criminals, Jaime doesn't fit the bill, and he knows it. He's about as intimidating as a damp paper towel, and he hasn't given anyone any reason to believe that he's anything but another teenaged imPort, one that's probably a little more normal than the rest. What he doesn't realize is that his current appearance doesn't help his case much - he's got the beginnings of a shiner and a few more bruises here and there, courtesy of Yomiel, and he's more angry than he is upset or scared.
The really sobering thing about all this - beyond the fact that yeah, it's pretty chilling to lose control of your own body - is that he doesn't know what to do, or who to call. At home, he knows exactly where he'd go. He has friends and family to turn to, connections to the cape community to ask for help, the Teen Titans to notice his absence, and one seriously magical sort-of girlfriend to ask about ghostly possessions. Here, he's made acquaintances here and there, but nobody he can think of calling from inside a jail cell. The only person he could think of was Booster, and as it turns out, he's nowhere to be found.
Jaime leans back in the slab-like seating afforded to them and sighs. In the absence of anyone telling him not to, he prods irritably at his bruised eye, wishing it wouldn't be too suspicious to use the Scarab to just heal the thing overnight.
This sucks.]
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[He's curious, so sue him.]
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[The truth of the matter is, Jaime doesn't have to be here. He's here by choice, because he believes in due process, because he believes in following the law when he can't see anything immediately wrong with it. The minute he decides that he needs to get out of here, he could suit up, snap the bars, and fly on out.
At which point he'd have a whole new set of problems.]
I won't be in here for that long, but I can't say the same for everyone else. Everyone's best shot is just to catch the guy responsible.
[Which... he doesn't know how to do. He's working up to it, he swears!]
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[Skye leans back in her chair again, crossing her arms in thought for a moment.]
... If I can find out what he wants, we could set a trap for him.
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[Funny, how quickly this turned to we. Jaime's not complaining, though; if nothing else, to have someone else on his side is a good feeling.]
Only problem is, I have no idea how you can trap a spirit. That, and he's seriously dangerous.
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If the government has all our superpowers on file, then that means they have a database somewhere with a list of all the imPorts and their powers. And if there's a database somewhere... I can hack it.
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[The government having those folders on them... it still makes him uncomfortable, intensely so. There's nothing he can do about that, but he's not about to condone imPorts taking a look at them as well. They're superheroes. They wear masks for a reason.]
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[Would you jump off a cliff if everyone else did too, Skye?
Mom-explanation aside, Jaime knows what's on those files, and what it means to people, what secret identities and secret powers mean to people. If she ends up taking a gander at his, she's going to see a whole lot more than just techno-powers, that's for sure.]
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[Also, kind of in jail. That doesn't help matters much.
What was it that Ted had written in his journal...? Take the facts you know, and then go on from there. Use inductive reasoning, not deductive reasoning; you're not out to be perfect right off the bat, but you want to aim pretty darn close.]
There are a few people trying to get to the bottom of all this. We gotta figure out what he wants in the first place, and go from there. I can't speak for what he wanted from everyone else, but I know what he wanted from what he did with me, and that's information. It's not a bad lead.
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... Don't worry. I'm definitely not leaving you in here to rot. Or any of these other folks. Just... hold tight.
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For what it's worth, I don't think this guy is out to seriously hurt anyone - not physically, anyway.
[Controlling people like he's doing is unforgivable, but he could have done a lot worse. Sure, Jaime looks a little banged up, but that's only because he fought like hell to get out from underneath the spirit's thumb.]