Once in motion, he felt a prickle of paranoia. He kept the radio on to hear the calls, waiting for when they would be called out for stealing. Off of the service road and winding through a few back roads with the lights off first, Jack knew the territory around the Watchpoint very well. He and Reyes would often run in the woods, on the old logging roads because it was quieter than the highway. The radios calls were less about a stolen vehicle and all about to send the numbers of critically injured.
There was no report on the number of dead. He knew it would be terrible. He also knew that they would find it out on the news, if they lived long enough to get to that point.
Continually, he looked back at Gabe, assuring himself that the partner of his life was moving and resting as well. They were both drenched to the bone. He realized this was the first time that they had seen one another with any sort of lights on, and god they looked terrible. Matted blood and dirt clung to them, their clothing in tatters, open wounds visible and where there wasn't a wound, it was bruised, dirty or bleed-stained.
"You look like a building fell on you," he called back, issued a low sound at his own terrible joke. Trying to keep things light as he drove them. "Just want you need... more scars. I hear chicks dig scars. Is that true?"
He made the mistake of looking at himself in the review mirror and winced. At least he wouldn't be recognized anymore at this rate. He shook his head, taking them onto the highway to enter the city limits. He flicked the lights back on, made certain to turn the sirens on too, increasing their speed as they seemed to fall into line with many other ambulances leaving the scene.
"About where, yeah." He took them into the city, wiping blood and rain out of his eyes. Forced to concentrate on the road might have been the only reason he stayed awake at all. However, sitting down made him achy. "...don't forget to grab some pain drugs. We're going to need them."
He pulled off to head to a slum area, flipping the sirens and lights off. He was shivering by this point, looking for a safe place to dump the vehicle.
"...we should dump this around here, yeah?" Gabe would know the slimy underbelly better than he would. Knew where it was safest, if that existed.
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Date: 2019-05-03 12:03 am (UTC)There was no report on the number of dead. He knew it would be terrible. He also knew that they would find it out on the news, if they lived long enough to get to that point.
Continually, he looked back at Gabe, assuring himself that the partner of his life was moving and resting as well. They were both drenched to the bone. He realized this was the first time that they had seen one another with any sort of lights on, and god they looked terrible. Matted blood and dirt clung to them, their clothing in tatters, open wounds visible and where there wasn't a wound, it was bruised, dirty or bleed-stained.
"You look like a building fell on you," he called back, issued a low sound at his own terrible joke. Trying to keep things light as he drove them. "Just want you need... more scars. I hear chicks dig scars. Is that true?"
He made the mistake of looking at himself in the review mirror and winced. At least he wouldn't be recognized anymore at this rate. He shook his head, taking them onto the highway to enter the city limits. He flicked the lights back on, made certain to turn the sirens on too, increasing their speed as they seemed to fall into line with many other ambulances leaving the scene.
"About where, yeah." He took them into the city, wiping blood and rain out of his eyes. Forced to concentrate on the road might have been the only reason he stayed awake at all. However, sitting down made him achy. "...don't forget to grab some pain drugs. We're going to need them."
He pulled off to head to a slum area, flipping the sirens and lights off. He was shivering by this point, looking for a safe place to dump the vehicle.
"...we should dump this around here, yeah?" Gabe would know the slimy underbelly better than he would. Knew where it was safest, if that existed.