[ Jesse just shakes his head, still frowning vaugely in confusion - that doesn't explain anything at all. Until Keith whips something out seemingly out of nowhere, like a fucking magic trick, and then as if that wasn't enough he moves his hand and the thing he'd been holding transforms into an honest to god sword. ]
Holy shit!
[ Jesse jumps back, eyes wide. What the fuck had he just seen? He blinks, staring as if expecting the sword to disappear, and then creeps closer, peering at it. But it seems just as solid and real as Jesse and Keith themselves, and really, is there more than one answer here? He flicks his eyes back up to Keith, and then grins, wide and devilish. ]
[ there's a lot that could and probably should be said about the value of subtlety and cooler heads prevailing, but ... frankly, keith's got limited sympathy for the sex trafficking alien overlords. if they break the shed, so what? if they break the truck, so what?
shooting jesse an equally devilish grin, keith laughs. ]
You're on. Let's make these assholes sorry for ever having brought us here in the first place.
[ and with no further hesitation, keith raises his sword and with a few quick slashes that make it abundantly clear that this whole breaking and entering gig is definitely something he's done before, the wood around the chains breaks apart and the door to the shed creaks open. ]
C'mon!
[ the inside of the large shed is illuminated only by whatever light filters in through the windows, but there's a large workspace fillce with leftover gardening supplies strewn around, a large desk and a hook where a set of keys are dangling and of course, THE GRAND PRIZE:: THE RUSTY TRUCK. ]
[ Jesse's not actually all that mad about being here, honestly. In a lot of ways - most ways, actually - it's better than the life he'd left behind.
But the fact is that they had been abducted and imprisoned here, and had aphrodisiacs costantly shoved at them on top of it. Even if things had happened to turn out all right for Jesse - at least so far - he's not above a little payback, just for the principle of the thing.
And apparently Keith's the perfect partner for just that exact thing. Jesse's eyes go wide and he laughs in pure amazement and admiration when Keith just whacks the whole thing open and the door creaks open. He hurries in after him, looking around curiously, but there's only one thing that can really catch his interest right now. Jesse grins wide when he spots the truck, and he snatches the keys off the wall, hesitating just long enough to glance at Keith, holding them up in one hand. ]
You wanna do the honors? Or...?
[ He's dying to get behind the wheel, but Keith had done the hard work of getting them inside, after all. It's only fair that he should get first dibs on driving, if he wants it. ]
[ keith takes a further moment to glance around. not that he thinks the porn aliens are dumb enough to be storing anything worth stealing in a low security shed, but you never know? he deactivates his sword, and picks up what what appears to be a plain old gardening trowel as jesse goes right for the keys.
the offer actually makes, debating it for a beat, but... ]
Nah, you go right ahead. I'll take shotgun.
[ a beat. ]
Make sure you get as much fun out of this as you can cuz when it's my turn I'm gonna rig it up to crash into the barrier keeping us in. Wanna see how tough that thing is.
[ stating all this so nonchalantly like this is all part of a plan that jesse agreed to despite, you know, this being the first time this has ever come up. ]
[ Jesse flashes him a grin, hopping behind the wheel. When Keith reveals his plan for crashing into the barrier, he doubletakes for a second, but he recovers quickly, laughing in delight. ]
Fuck yeah, man! Let's bust the hell out!
[ Sure, even if the truck manages to break through, they'll still be trapped on an alien planet, unless there happens to be a spaceship parked right outside the fence or something. But hell, they've already broken the lock and stolen the truck. Might as well make the most of it, right?
Speaking of which, Jesse's ready to make the most of things right away. As soon as Keith's settled in next to him, he sticks the keys in the ignition and floors it, careening out of the shed and onto the grounds. Luckily, the prison's not that populated, and the area they're in is deserted. There's plenty of room for a joyride, and Jesse pumps his fist in the air, yelling with joy as he starts doing donuts. ]
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Holy shit!
[ Jesse jumps back, eyes wide. What the fuck had he just seen? He blinks, staring as if expecting the sword to disappear, and then creeps closer, peering at it. But it seems just as solid and real as Jesse and Keith themselves, and really, is there more than one answer here? He flicks his eyes back up to Keith, and then grins, wide and devilish. ]
Uh, you kidding? Let's cut this place wide open.
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shooting jesse an equally devilish grin, keith laughs. ]
You're on. Let's make these assholes sorry for ever having brought us here in the first place.
[ and with no further hesitation, keith raises his sword and with a few quick slashes that make it abundantly clear that this whole breaking and entering gig is definitely something he's done before, the wood around the chains breaks apart and the door to the shed creaks open. ]
C'mon!
[ the inside of the large shed is illuminated only by whatever light filters in through the windows, but there's a large workspace fillce with leftover gardening supplies strewn around, a large desk and a hook where a set of keys are dangling and of course, THE GRAND PRIZE:: THE RUSTY TRUCK. ]
BINGO.
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[ Jesse's not actually all that mad about being here, honestly. In a lot of ways - most ways, actually - it's better than the life he'd left behind.
But the fact is that they had been abducted and imprisoned here, and had aphrodisiacs costantly shoved at them on top of it. Even if things had happened to turn out all right for Jesse - at least so far - he's not above a little payback, just for the principle of the thing.
And apparently Keith's the perfect partner for just that exact thing. Jesse's eyes go wide and he laughs in pure amazement and admiration when Keith just whacks the whole thing open and the door creaks open. He hurries in after him, looking around curiously, but there's only one thing that can really catch his interest right now. Jesse grins wide when he spots the truck, and he snatches the keys off the wall, hesitating just long enough to glance at Keith, holding them up in one hand. ]
You wanna do the honors? Or...?
[ He's dying to get behind the wheel, but Keith had done the hard work of getting them inside, after all. It's only fair that he should get first dibs on driving, if he wants it. ]
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the offer actually makes, debating it for a beat, but... ]
Nah, you go right ahead. I'll take shotgun.
[ a beat. ]
Make sure you get as much fun out of this as you can cuz when it's my turn I'm gonna rig it up to crash into the barrier keeping us in. Wanna see how tough that thing is.
[ stating all this so nonchalantly like this is all part of a plan that jesse agreed to despite, you know, this being the first time this has ever come up. ]
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[ Jesse flashes him a grin, hopping behind the wheel. When Keith reveals his plan for crashing into the barrier, he doubletakes for a second, but he recovers quickly, laughing in delight. ]
Fuck yeah, man! Let's bust the hell out!
[ Sure, even if the truck manages to break through, they'll still be trapped on an alien planet, unless there happens to be a spaceship parked right outside the fence or something. But hell, they've already broken the lock and stolen the truck. Might as well make the most of it, right?
Speaking of which, Jesse's ready to make the most of things right away. As soon as Keith's settled in next to him, he sticks the keys in the ignition and floors it, careening out of the shed and onto the grounds. Luckily, the prison's not that populated, and the area they're in is deserted. There's plenty of room for a joyride, and Jesse pumps his fist in the air, yelling with joy as he starts doing donuts. ]
Yeah, bitch!