The Authority: Five ways Jack didn't find out that Apollo and the Midnighter were a couple.
1. Jack landed on a street lamp, jumped onto the top of a low building. He put his hand on the concrete and linked with the city.
"Look for Apollo and Midnighter for me?"
The answer was not immediate, and when it came, Jack's face distorted in a disbelieving frown. "They're what?"
He didn't even know cities knew that sort of vocabulary.
2. "Jack," Angie smiled as she walked into the room, all beautiful curves of metal. "Guess who was named Super Couple of the Year?"
His eyebrows shot up; he hadn't realised that Angie and he had been publicised this much, and he certainly wouldn't have thought they were supercouple of the year material. "Seriously?"
She nodded, smiling. "Our very own resident gay couple."
He frowned. "What?"
3. There was loud banging on Jack's door, and he frowned. "Open."
Apollo was glowing bright with anger. "I don't know what you told Midnighter, but he's been taking it out in combat stimulation for the past four hours. I had plans for us tonight, Jack. They involved champagne, leather, and spending hours in bed, or up against the wall, or bent over the kitchen table, or anything else we might've come up with on the spot including the ceiling."
Jack stared at him. "...the ceiling?"
"That'd be when I'm topping. You go see him now and you make it right. You hear me? It's our anniversary tonight."
4. Jack was walking through the Carrier on his way to Angie's quarters when the scream ripped through the air in the empty hallway. It had sounded like Apollo's voice, somebody must've blocked his radiotelepathy that he couldn't use it to call for help.
Jack turned around and jogged to the door to his quarters. "Open." Nothing happened, and there was another scream. "Carrier, this is Jack: override lock on door to Apollo's quarters."
He burst in as soon as the doors slid open, shouting the beginning of Apollo's name, and stopped dead in his track. "Oh. I - heard screaming."
Midnighter smiled the same bastard smile he had when he was devising new and better ways to kill his opponents. "I'm that good."
"And I'll leave you to that," Jack said a bit blanky, and backed out of the room wondering how best to bleach that image out of his mind.
5. Jack wasn't paying much attention to what the girls were talking about. The meeting wasn't due for another five minutes, and he was busy reading up on the last reports Angie had hacked from the secret services.
"I don't know," Shen was saying. "I wouldn't be surprised if he was less of a bastard in bed, you know? All the leather in the world does not a dom make. Maybe the leather's compensating for how much he likes to be ordered around."
"Yeah, but there's a world of options between being a dom and being a sub," Angie retorted. "I'm sure they switch, anyway. You can't stay long with someone and not want to experience as full a range of sexual experience as you can."
Jack looked up from the reports at the words 'sexual experience' out of the Engineer's mouth. Homo urbanus or not, he remained first and foremost... well, just a guy. Jenny was shaking her head with amused disapproval at the two other girls.
That was when Midnighter and Apollo decided to arrive for the meeting, though, and Angie and Shen grew quiet.
"What's on the agenda today?" Apollo asked, sitting down.
Jenny pulled on her cigarette, blew the smoke off to the side with a smirk. "Apparently, which one of the two of you buggers the other."
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Date: 2006-09-10 05:28 am (UTC)1. Jack landed on a street lamp, jumped onto the top of a low building. He put his hand on the concrete and linked with the city.
"Look for Apollo and Midnighter for me?"
The answer was not immediate, and when it came, Jack's face distorted in a disbelieving frown. "They're what?"
He didn't even know cities knew that sort of vocabulary.
2. "Jack," Angie smiled as she walked into the room, all beautiful curves of metal. "Guess who was named Super Couple of the Year?"
His eyebrows shot up; he hadn't realised that Angie and he had been publicised this much, and he certainly wouldn't have thought they were supercouple of the year material. "Seriously?"
She nodded, smiling. "Our very own resident gay couple."
He frowned. "What?"
3. There was loud banging on Jack's door, and he frowned. "Open."
Apollo was glowing bright with anger. "I don't know what you told Midnighter, but he's been taking it out in combat stimulation for the past four hours. I had plans for us tonight, Jack. They involved champagne, leather, and spending hours in bed, or up against the wall, or bent over the kitchen table, or anything else we might've come up with on the spot including the ceiling."
Jack stared at him. "...the ceiling?"
"That'd be when I'm topping. You go see him now and you make it right. You hear me? It's our anniversary tonight."
4. Jack was walking through the Carrier on his way to Angie's quarters when the scream ripped through the air in the empty hallway. It had sounded like Apollo's voice, somebody must've blocked his radiotelepathy that he couldn't use it to call for help.
Jack turned around and jogged to the door to his quarters. "Open." Nothing happened, and there was another scream. "Carrier, this is Jack: override lock on door to Apollo's quarters."
He burst in as soon as the doors slid open, shouting the beginning of Apollo's name, and stopped dead in his track. "Oh. I - heard screaming."
Midnighter smiled the same bastard smile he had when he was devising new and better ways to kill his opponents. "I'm that good."
"And I'll leave you to that," Jack said a bit blanky, and backed out of the room wondering how best to bleach that image out of his mind.
5. Jack wasn't paying much attention to what the girls were talking about. The meeting wasn't due for another five minutes, and he was busy reading up on the last reports Angie had hacked from the secret services.
"I don't know," Shen was saying. "I wouldn't be surprised if he was less of a bastard in bed, you know? All the leather in the world does not a dom make. Maybe the leather's compensating for how much he likes to be ordered around."
"Yeah, but there's a world of options between being a dom and being a sub," Angie retorted. "I'm sure they switch, anyway. You can't stay long with someone and not want to experience as full a range of sexual experience as you can."
Jack looked up from the reports at the words 'sexual experience' out of the Engineer's mouth. Homo urbanus or not, he remained first and foremost... well, just a guy. Jenny was shaking her head with amused disapproval at the two other girls.
That was when Midnighter and Apollo decided to arrive for the meeting, though, and Angie and Shen grew quiet.
"What's on the agenda today?" Apollo asked, sitting down.
Jenny pulled on her cigarette, blew the smoke off to the side with a smirk. "Apparently, which one of the two of you buggers the other."
Jack's eyes widened.
"Both of us," Midnighter replied offhandedly.