#hyperionsvicepresident

“Well if it isn’t out little band of corporate raiders.”

[[ RP/Ask blog for Jeffrey Blake, Hyperion's Vice President. ]]

[[ This is a sideblog from another account to I can’t really follow people back, I’m very sorry. ]]

Sweep me off my feet || @hyperionsvicepresident

It’d started off with something simple — - an innocuous joke of a challenge that Jack couldn’t have ever prepared himself for his sullen, austere vice president to step up to. Somehow, the idea of employee vacation days had been brought up between them, if for anything but for Jack to get a good laugh out of the notion. As far as Jack was aware, Blake hadn’t had a day off since before he took charge, and the idea of him having a life outside of the company seemed ludicrous to the CEO, given his employee’s disposition.

Thus, a proposition Jack had made entirely in jest. 

‘Tell ya’ what, Blake. If you can pick me up, I’ll let’cha have the week off.’

Never could he have imagined his vice president to be this starved for time off. Blake was a man on a mission, and with a fire quite unlike any other he’d ever seen in his elder’s eyes, he’d advanced — -

No. Jack couldn’t help the way a grin threatened to curve his lips. He couldn’t be serious.

Alas, it wasn’t long before Jack was encapsulated in bony arms, and as his feet left the ground, Jack could only wonder how the absolute HELL this twig of a man could’ve managed to lift ANYTHING, let alone HIM.

Being proven wrong was normally ample excuse to trigger his rage, but this? With Blake managing to genuinely shock Jack? He was left in hysterics.

      ❝― Okay, seriously — what — -  HOW the hell are you doing this? Holy SHIT!❞

The sheer disbelief of it all had Jack almost considering following through with allowing Blake his well-deserved time off. 

Audrey isn’t surprised when she’s dumped onto other Hyperion employees. Just that it changes every once in a while when Jack is tired of her tearing apart doctors and handlers on Helios. The locker-sized crate she’d been transferred in opened and the guards dumped her out onto the floor of an office. Jack hopefully had filled whoever this administrative worker in on what she is and what she’s meant for. 

As far as Audrey knew, this was another attempt to get her to learn how to behave. Like each trip is one step closer to getting Audrey to learn to walk behind a handler silent and to just do what she’s told. This Hyperion prick shouldn’t be any different. She fought on Elpis, saved this stupid planet, and this is what Jack does with her. 

She didn’t bother to look the vice-president in the eye, or to identify herself until a guard elbowed her. She begrudgingly droned out her ID number that had been drilled into her head for years. 

@m0rb1dch1ld

“I’m not really scared. Why would I. I’m just wondering what this means for all the eggs on Helios.”

@handsomepeacock

send ⚠ to pick up/carry my muse

@hyperionsvicepresident

It was hard to really surprise Jack nowadays but Blake still managed to pull it off and in a spectacular way.

Even if Jack was lighter than he appeared to be he still should have been too heavy for someone like Blake to lift him up, the man appeared to only be made out of sticks, like some weird sentient scare crow, this why he should NOT have been able to lift him with the apparent ease that he did just now.

“What the HELL!?!?!”

“Mr. Blake, can I ask you a question?”

With Jack busy running Hyperion, Nisha having an emergency in Lynchwood that needed her immediate attention, and Elisa trying reign in her ‘brother’.  It wasn’t abnormal for Violet to be sent to the vice president. 

Assuming she got the go ahead, the seven year old looked up from the book of old Earth fables Aunt Elisa had gotten her.

@blue-haired-tales

“I think you are correct...This worries me.”

@angel-and-siren

“I will try dear...”

@handsomestofthejacks

“I am sorry. I’ll leave you and your troubles alone.”

@percurrere