criminalminds (criminalminds) wrote,
@ 2010-10-25 10:26:00

To anyone at camp, Jack
Max had been walking for a real long fucking time. He didn't have a lot in the way of supplies aside from a duffel bag full of guns and ammo. The first thing he'd done in Boston was raid the weapon storage at the PD. The brute force tactic had served him pretty well in his travels. When he needed food, he took it. In the beginning, the detective badge had helped him out. People always thought he had some authority because of it. Now it was meaningless because everyone had given up the hope that any help was coming.

The outside of the camp looked fortified. Fences had been put up where he was sure no fences would have been before. He approached with caution, expecting some sort of watchmen to be lurking, keeping a lookout for danger. He couldn't see anyone though and he wasnt sure he looked like much of a threat with just one duffel. Little did they know he was packing a small arsenal. For safe keeping, he hide a few of the guns in case these people managed to get the rest away from him.

When he was ready to approach, he called out. "Anyone around? This place empty or what?"

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deathproof
2010-10-25 10:51 pm UTC (link)

Jack had spent the past few weeks mostly on his own and avoiding most people, especially Lorne. He'd always been a little quiet, but he'd been coming out of his shell a bit and that had all been quickly shot to the hell the moment things had gone the way they'd had with Lorne. Jack helped out, but he kept himself at a distance.

He'd gone out wandering a bit, away from the house, to find a place to sit and write on his own. He didn't like being in the house with Lorne, it just made things too difficult for him so he avoided it whenever he could. When he heard Max's voice, he stayed quiet but slipped down out of one of the trees he'd climb up into, his notebook and pen now in his back pocket.

"Not empty," he replied cautiously from a distance as he looked the stranger over.

Max looked a bit... Intimidating. But he was good looking, extremely good looking - that didn't mean that he wasn't dangerous, though.

"D'you need something?"

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lorne is very mopey in my head right now :[

criminalminds
2010-10-25 11:59 pm UTC (link)

"Do I need something?" Max quipped back immediately. He had to laugh and shake his head. His Boston accent was pretty thick and it made him seem a little rough. His overall demeanor really didn't help the perception either. "Yeah, food, shelter, a fuckin' shower, some entertainment, and a gin and tonic." He took a moment to look Jack over with a weighted gaze. "Got any of those?" He really wasn't expecting Jack to be able to offer him any of that, except maybe entertainment and Max sure as hell wouldn't be opposed to that.

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	jack is like both :[ and >:\| deathproof 2010-10-26 12:45 am UTC (link)
	Jack blinked, a little unsure how to take Max's statement because it was so... Blunt. He wet his lips and crossed his arms over his chest as he glanced around, then let his attention return to Max. "Got most of 'em," he said after a moment, "But only if you can help and pull your weight around here, and can be trusted," he added honestly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

criminalminds
2010-10-27 04:08 pm UTC (link)

Max had to laugh again and he shook his head. "So me telling you I can be trusted is enough to get all that good shit?" He let his duffel drop to the ground and he folded his arms over his chest, looking even more intimidating. Everything about him was the picture of confidence, cockiness that was not going to be swayed by some little runt of a thing.

"What the hell is this place? Some sort of colony? You aren't the leader, so who is?" Max could only assume that. If Jack was the best they had, then Max was going to move right in and take over.

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deathproof
2010-10-28 01:02 am UTC (link)

"Kind of a colony, yes, and no - you'd have to work for your stay here," Jack said, trying not to look or sound nervous, but he couldn't help it.

Ashley and Abe were on their way back from a run out. It wasn't often that Abe tagged along, but every now and then Ashley supposed everyone wanted to get out and do something instead of keeping themselves holed up - no matter how safe it might be. He spotted Jack speaking with the newcomer and pulled the truck off to the side of the road.

"Wonder who that is," he said to Abe quietly before he got out and went over to where the two were standing, having just caught the tail end of the exchange.

"I am," he replied, his voice even and firm. He could tell that Max could be trouble if he wanted to, and he was really hoping that he didn't want to be. "I'm Ashley. This is Jack. That's Abe," he said, pointing over his shoulder. "What's your name?"

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criminalminds
2010-10-28 02:26 am UTC (link)

"Max," he answered without hesitation. He could easily tell that this new guy and his companion were more serious business than Jack. While his confidence did not waver, he dialed down the arrogance a few notches. Ashley looked like the sort who was as good at reading people as Max was and he didn't want the man to pick up on too much about him.

He glanced back at Jack as he turned away from him and toward the bigger threat. He gave the kid a little wink though because he really wanted to see about that 'entertainment' part later.

"What sorts of work is there to do? Looking for something in particular?"

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deathproof
2010-10-28 03:01 am UTC (link)

"Nice to meet you, Max," Ashley said cordially as he held out his hand for the other man to shake. "Depends on what you're good at. Think you've got something to offer us here? Maybe we can talk it over a hot meal." That way Max could see how good of a place this could be if he was willing to help out and not be a trouble maker.

Jack wasn't sure how to take the little wink. He blushed a little bit, wondering if the wink meant that Max found him as attractive as he found Max. Then again, Max looked around Lorne's age so maybe he'd just think Jack was a kid, too.

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criminalminds
2010-10-28 03:32 am UTC (link)

"A free trial?" He looked pleased by that as he gave Ashley's hand a firm shake. "All right, let's do that."

He reached down to pick up his duffel bag and it clanked together a little. "Can I trust you to give these back if I decide to move on?" Figuring that it would look pretty bad if it was discovered that Max had a lot of weapons with him, he decided to offer up the bag of guns, keeping in mind he had a few hidden elsewhere.

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deathproof
2010-10-28 03:53 am UTC (link)

"Thanks, and yes," Ashley assured as he took the bag. The fact that Max had offered it up definitely looked good, but Ashley still felt a bit wary of him. He wasn't going to let his guard down so easily, not with this one.

He led the way to the truck and put the duffel bag in the bag before he motioned for Jack to hop in the back for a ride, as well as Max. He got back in the front with Abe and once the other two were in the back, he started on the way back to the camp.

It was fall, and it was starting to get colder and colder. Jack knew soon he wouldn't be able to avoid Lorne so easily, and he really didn't want to think about that. But maybe Max would stick around, and he wouldn't have to. The older man seemed interesting enough.

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criminalminds
2010-10-28 04:04 am UTC (link)

Max hopped up into the truck bed and sat down, hitching his knees up. This was his life, going from place to place and taking advantage of the things offered to him or what he could coerce out of people. He didn't feel guilty for his lifestyle and, quite frankly, found this group's mentality pretty weak. Helping strangers was foolish, and Max didn't mind taking what he could get out of them.

Once they got on their way, Max looked over at Jack. "So what is it that you do for them? You're not the look out, are you? Lemme guess, you're the bait, luring unsuspecting people like me into your clutches."

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	deathproof 2010-10-28 04:11 am UTC (link)
	"Well, I'm a writer - or I was going to school for it, so I'm not too much help. I mean, I do the easy obvious stuff. Help clean up, help cook, that kind of stuff," Jack answered, fully expecting to be made fun of or belittled for it. There was something about Max that was just... intimidating. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

criminalminds
2010-10-28 04:43 am UTC (link)

Hooking his elbows onto his knees, he offered a bit of a nod. "What do you write? Do you still do it?" He squinted at him, contemplating what he really thought about the kid. He used to think writing was pretty frivolous, but what he wouldn't give for a good book right about now, so who was he to judge?

"Cooking and cleaning though. Guess there's not many women to do that where we're going? Not many women anywhere these days." He tended to think chicks had their place in the proverbial kitchen. He didn't think much about the purpose of young people either though, so the fact that Jack just ponced around and cleaned shit didn't phase him.

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deathproof
2010-10-28 04:49 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, I still do it," Jack answered as he tapped the notebook he now had in his lap. "Everyone around here kind of waits for it, even if it sucks they like it," Jack added with a faint laugh before he bit down on his lower lip and studied Max's face. "What did you use to do? Before everything went to shit, I mean?" he asked curiously as he lifted a hand to sweep his hair out of his eyes.

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criminalminds
2010-10-28 05:02 am UTC (link)

Just like any person he had his sights set on, he was going to play them until he got what he wanted. For Jack, he was pretty sure that didn't mean being overly cruel to him. But a part of him thought he saw a demeanor on Jack that spoke of desperation. He wondered how far he could push him and still get the desired result.

"I was a cop." Simple as that and he turned the topic of conversation back to Jack. "Do you really think your writing sucks or was that a way to set yourself up for a compliment?"

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	deathproof 2010-10-28 05:11 am UTC (link)
	"No," Jack said with a quirked, half smile that was rather kind of charming. "I don't think my writing sucks - I mean, not always. Sometimes, sure. Well, maybe not the writing so much as the plot. It's tricky sometimes, it either works or it doesn't. And it can't work all of the time." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

criminalminds
2010-10-28 03:41 pm UTC (link)

The smile made Max's eyes linger not-so-secretly on Jack's lips. He wanted to test how uncomfortable he could make him, or if he was going to be into it.

After a moment, he looked back up into his eyes and offered a shrug. "I know nothing about writing. Seems like time would be better spent doing something real rather than making up stories. But like I was thinking before, I'd fucking kill for a good distraction right now and if that's one of your stories, I'll take it." It was condescending, but not as bad as he could have been. "Unless you can offer something other than writing to distract me. Do you have a girlfriend? Boyfriend?" Blunt, as always.

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deathproof
2010-10-29 04:26 am UTC (link)

Growing up, Jack had always been that kid with his nose in a book. The kid who liked to read and write. That hadn't exactly gained him much popularity, and when he came out as being gay well - he was pretty much doomed in High School. Sure, he had some friends, but it hadn't been easy to be singled out and to be considered weird or a nerd. He'd learned a long time ago to just let things roll off of his back, so he wasn't really surprised by Max's words. He was surprised, however, by his last question.

"No," he answered, blinking as he tried to hide his surprise that this guy might actually be interested in him. "No one, no... boyfriend," he said quietly as he looked down at his notebook, his thoughts immediately going to Lorne.

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criminalminds
2010-10-29 05:59 am UTC (link)

Boyfriend. That was a good answer. "Is that by choice, or because there just aren't any girls left? It's like prison these days, people take what they can get." He offered Jack a bit of a smirk and he decided to play it fast. Scooting over so that he was right next to the kid, he raised his eyebrows. "Not to say I'd just be settling for you, of course. I've always liked both."

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deathproof
2010-10-29 07:08 am UTC (link)

"Oh it's - I've never been interested in girls," Jack said with a mild shrug of his shoulders, and when he looked up he was surprised to find Max moving to sit beside him. He blinked and turned his head to look over at Max, now beside him, and his cheeks flushed a little bit. Was this guy serious? After being rejected by Lorne, Jack's self esteem had gone down quite a few notches, and he found his heart beating a little bit faster at the idea that this attractive older man found him attractive. "What?" he asked, shaking his head a little bit with a nervous and shy laugh.

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criminalminds
2010-10-29 07:42 am UTC (link)

"What what?" he smiled. Reaching up, he let his fingers graze briefly over Jack's cheek. "You're blushing. Is that my fault? It's definitely my fault." He was enjoying this. It wasn't often he found such a sweet little distraction and Jack was just radiating 'easy target.'

"How old are you?" he asked as he glanced through the truck window to see if either Ashley or Abe was watching their interaction back there.

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deathproof
2010-10-29 07:47 am UTC (link)

The touch to his face brought a deeper blush to his cheeks, and Jack's smile grew a little more shy. Was this really happening? Jack had settled into being sort of... well, not ignored, but unnoticed and in the background. He'd always been a little quiet, and while he had started to come out of his shell the moment things had happened - or not happened as it were - with Lorne, he'd snapped right back into being closed off. It was nice to have someone paying attention to him.

"I'm nineteen," he answered as he wet his lips and looked away. He figured that the second Max heard that, all interest would go right out the window.

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criminalminds
2010-10-29 08:14 am UTC (link)

That tongue on those lips made Max exhale a breath. It was obvious that he needed something, some sort of approval, or maybe just a really good fuck. Max was more than willing to give him the later.

"How many people are at this colony, camp, place? How'd you even get here? Did you come with that Ashley guy up there?" Max had definitely not lost interest and he kept his eyes fixed solidly on Jack's face, mostly his mouth.

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	deathproof 2010-10-29 08:51 am UTC (link)
	"About fourty of us right now, I ended up traveling with another guy named Marin and we heard about this place so we came here," Jack explained as he glanced up and over at Max again. The fact that he was watching his mouth didn't get past Jack. He swallowed hard. "So how old are you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

criminalminds
2010-10-29 05:34 pm UTC (link)

The swallow made his gaze drop to the way Jack's adam's apple worked the swallow down his throat. He didn't think he was putting the boy off just yet, so he kept pushing, kept staring and angled his body so that their shoulders were pushed against each other.

"How old do you think I am?" He quirked a brow coyly and tilted his head, just daring Jack to say anything that might be considered offensive. Not that Max was going to be offended by it. It felt really good to be flirting so openly. Back in the old world, he usually kept this sort of heavy chasing to places where he was positive he wasn't going to get recognized. His profession and social circle wasn't the most forgiving in that light.

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	deathproof 2010-10-29 07:24 pm UTC (link)
	Jack watched Max's face and his expressions, and he bit down on his lower lip and chewed on the inside of it in thought. He cleared his throat and tried not to think about the fact that they were physically touching, shoulder to shoulder now. "Um," he said, tipping his head to the side in thought. "I don't know, thirty maybe?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)