#hyperionscience

“Whoa whoa whoa!” Gun still raised and aimed at the skag furious eyes glaring at the recruit. “I won’t miss a second time kiddo.”

Despite all the violence that he had spread across the station, more than just the main tasks of Angel, Skippy, and Samuels, plenty of individuals far less important had been on his hit list. A new appreciation and fear had swept through the place everything doing their best to stay out of his line of sight. But if you were on his list he was going to find you eventually. There was a renewal to his psyche and the rumors of the old Jack being back swept just as fast as the notice to stay out of his way. Striding down the hall there was one last name on his list. One he had ignored until he felt it was the perfect time. Jack carried himself better than he had for years, a sense of deadly clarity written all over his face. The kind of look that you didn't dare question. Soldiers and guards in the hallway saluted, workers of any sort ducked into the nearest doorways. Finally it felt as if he were getting the respect that had been faltering because of useless distractions. Coming into Kali's lab he stopped just after the door, it sliding closed behind him. Mismatched eyes glanced around at the few people that worked below her eying each individual, scrutinizing them as they worked. A week had passed since they last met, and her return back to the base. It was that return that had brought Jack back to himself, the alcoholic haze lifting so he could see things much more clearly. Beginning an almost casual looking stroll through the lab he was looking for Kali as everyone he came across did their best to look busy.

((I'm taking a hiatus from this account for a couple of weeks. As of late I am not happy with how I have been portraying Jack and it's irritating. After those two weeks I may or may not delete the account as a whole. I don't know one way or the other right now. And I hate to leave people hanging like this. So just give me a couple of weeks and see where I am after that.))

It was well after hours when he had the new recruits papers gathered up and organized. Again choosing physical paper than the digital data that was accessible anywhere. Having it physically rather than digitally would lend more to the excuse of why he would be at Kali's door. Of course he needed no excuse for anything being able to do damn well what he wanted. It was more for her benefit. So it was with the intent of going through the recruits that he knocked at her door, but mostly time to actually spend time with her. An effort to keep himself from drinking, doing his daughter a favor. Hopefully the doctor would be a good enough distratcion. Maybe a bit more loud than was needed he rapped across the door to her personal quarters.