a spy on the inside

Jason Chase. 23. Rebel Army. Psionic Energy Absorption I take their blue prints, information, then I smuggle it. I'm runnin' with the kids of liberty and I am lovin' it.

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Busted || Manny & Jason

[lonelyjascn]

psionicmanny:

Manny followed Jason up to the apartment, taking in the decor as he entered. It was a cozy place, he decided. He nodded, taking a seat in one of the chairs next to the couch, leaning forward on the arm rest in anticipation. “Yeah?” he answered, his heart thudding in his chest. He knew he was this much closer to really knowing the truth of the last two years of his life, and it was exciting and nerve-wracking all at once. He swallowed thickly. “What does it…what does it say?” 

-- Jason felt weird, it was all so fucking weird. Telling Manny about his past? This was something he should know, not that he was judging, but he was just confused and unsure. “There’s a lot... You uh-- you were a rebel for a while there, and you got fucked over by C.A.R.M.A. completely. Your mind was just... Whooshed. Gone. You’ve had an interesting life, Manny.” He slid the files towards Manny, “there ya go....”

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Busted || Manny & Jason

[lonelyjascn]

psionicmanny:

The few hours Jason needed had Manny fiddling around in his apartment in anxiety for whatever reasons. He had a feeling he knew what to expect from whatever Jason found on him, but still, actually getting legitimate confirmation of it was a whole new level of real. Plus, he felt very much like he could get busted by higher ups for this. He took a breath before entering the shop, his gaze immediately settling on the other male when he stood up. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing really came out, so he just nodded. “Sure, sounds…sounds, uh, good to me,” he answered, clearing his throat. 

     Jason gestured for Manny to follow him towards the back and up the stairs. They entered his apartment, a small, but homey space, really only fit for one person. It was nice though. Jason sat down on his couch and made another gesture, to signal Manny could sit where ever he pleased. “So uh-- the files,” Jason drummed his hands on top of the pile in his lap. “This is everything C.A.R.M.A. has on you. It’s a lot... And uh-- it’s all quite interesting...”

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Busted || Manny & Jason

[lonelyjascn]

psionicmanny:

“Yeah, all right,” Manny replied, his brows shooting up slightly. He didn’t think it’d take a few hours, honestly. He was expecting a much longer timeframe, but the estimate Jason gave was actually much more convenient. “Yeah, that works for me. I’ll text you when I’m heading over then?” 

     Five hours and a big stack of files later later, Jason was waiting at the counter in Pillow Cafe. He had a large cup of coffee sitting next to him but it hadn’t been touched since he had received it. He was just bouncing his leg, waiting for Manny to text him to signal that he was heading over, or if he was near or anything. Or maybe he was just too anxious to actually check his phone for any updates. When Manny finally walked into the shop, Jason shot up from his seat and gestured for him to come over. “C’mon uh-- I live above the shop so we’ll just, go up and go over all this...”

[lonelyjascn]

Hacker Voice: I’m In || Alice & Jason

     There was a lot in motion right now and that meant there was a lot weighing on Jason’s shoulders to make sure everything went according to plan. With Alice’s help, he’d be able to pull it all off though, and more than likely without getting caught (until later). He was waiting at Pillow for Alice, he still couldn’t go back to the Rebel Base because he wasn’t sure if anyone would be following him there. He hadn’t been back in over a year, he was getting rather exhausted by the situation. There was only so much spying that he could do when both sides were basically sleeping. But maybe... Maybe Jason’s plan would give the Rebels the upper hand for a while.

     When Alice walked into the shop, Jess in tow, his demeanor automatically switched from gloomy to ecstatic. He was always happy to see Alice but he also loved Jess with all his heart. “Hey you two,” he hummed happily, picking up Jess carefully and pressing a kiss to the side of her head. “How’re you doing? Well, I hope... And I know we have our uh-- stuff to talk about, we can talk upstairs.” 

@novaalicerybak

[lonelyjascn]

jason chase has a lit instagram tbh

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Busted || Manny & Jason

[lonelyjascn]

psionicmanny:

“Both, if possible. Or whatever’s easiest to get me,” Manny answered, noting just how tense Jason seemed. Honestly, it was a little amusing considering he wasn’t planning on doing anything besides just asking for a favor, but the fact that he was capable of striking anxiety into this Rebel by doing nothing. He smiled coyly, taking a step back. “I think I’ll let you figure that part out when you find them. How long do you need?” 

     “I can get you both no problem, just... Give me a few hours, I have to be careful,” Jason said, his voice was still soft and scared. He was hoping that Manny wouldn’t say anything, praying he wouldn’t. But he was also about to beg on his knees for Manny to keep his mouth shut. “Yeah uh-- okay. A few hours. I’ll meet you... Pillow Café in West Stone? Meet me there around seven, how’s that sound?”

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Busted || Manny & Jason

[lonelyjascn]

psionicmanny:

It was almost kind of comical how Jason reacted to the agent’s sudden appearance. Manny had to bite down on his bottom lip to keep himself from breaking into laughter at the other’s startled state. After all, he was here for business. 

“I need you to look something up for me,” he requested coolly. He wasn’t about to tiptoe or dance around the point here. He needed information, and Jason was capable of accessing it. “Any files or information that C.A.R.M.A has on me in their databases, I need it. And I need you to get it for me. I promise I’m not going to tell anyone about––you know.” 

     There was a nervousness in how Jason proceeded to move, every movement was carefully calculated in case Manny tried to attack him in some way. Tried to get Rebel information out of him. He wasn’t about to give up the people he cared about. Manny had made a promise but that didn’t mean it was a promise that he was going to keep. He crossed to the computer that sat at his workstation and started typing away. “Hard copy or digital?” He asked, his voice strained just slightly as he tried to keep his cool. “And uh-- can I know why you need your files?”

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Busted || Manny & Jason

[lonelyjascn]

psionicmanny:

Ever since that weird ass dream that happened a while ago, Manny had been learning more about his past…his real past…through more dreams the last few nights. They were helping him remember, but they weren’t enough. He needed to know more, and the best way to find out about what C.A.R.M.A had done to him was to get the information directly from the source. He had thought about asking Hayden to do this for him, but he didn’t want to put her or her job at risk for his own personal reasons. He felt like that might be a selfish request on his part. His second option was to ask Milo…otherwise known as Jason. The dream world had revealed more about him, especially when they were all experiencing those flashes of the real world. He saw that Jason was actually a Rebel, and that would most likely work to his advantage here. 

He made his way towards the labs, going over all the possible options on how to approach this situation with Jason, and finally settled on one randomly as soon as he hit the doorway of the lab. Thankfully Jason was alone, and didn’t seem to notice him right away. “I know,” he spoke up, his tone hopefully implying to the other Meta just what exactly he was referring to. 

@lonelyjascn

     Jason couldn’t believe who he was in the dream, he couldn’t believe that he had been such a nasty person and that there were so many things he did to hurt people. That wasn’t him, that wasn’t Jason. And then, there was the fact that there were now people that knew he wasn’t fucking ‘Milo’ and that he was leading a double life to help the Rebels. He knew that his days at C.A.R.M.A. were numbered now, it was only a matter of time until he was called out and beaten senseless, probably in front of the whole staff. 

     Until that moment came though, Jason was going to go about and act as though life was completely normal. He was Milo after all, simple C.A.R.M.A. R&D mechanical engineer. He was keeping to himself more though, he didn’t want to run into anyone from the dream. He didn’t need that. And he was doing good on his own, that was until Manny appeared out of fucking no where? Scaring the shit out of Jason, causing him to drop what he was holding. “Fuck, man, that was not okay!” He turned to yell more but then he saw. The look in the others eyes was all he needed. “What do you want?”

[tylerposey]

#awkward

[dailygrantgustin]

Barry Allen in 3x04 ‘The New Rogues’

[lonelyjascn]

Under the Peach Tree (AU) ;; Cass & Jason

     Jason was out for the night, he didn’t really need to relax but he did want to go out and get laid. Or at least get drunk. He found some crappy dive bar in Wayland Hills and was leaning up against the bar, drinking a beer and enjoying himself. He watched the people pass by, wondering who could fall victim to his charm and sweet face. A girl found herself at the bar next to him and Jason just grinned wickedly, “what’s a lovely girl like you doing in a place like this?”

@cassandrawilson

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Savages (AU) || Manny & Jason

[lonelyjascn]

psionicmanny:

Honestly, some people were so stupid. Specifically those people who thought they could take money from any of the Nephilim, and then get away with not paying it back on time. So now Manny and Jason had to do their thing and “politely” remind a Mr. William Hanson on why he should be paying back his loans on time…or maybe learn not to lose a huge amount of money while gambling like an idiot. Although if he did the latter, the Nephilim wouldn’t have much business, would they? 

It was Manny’s turn to go out and fetch the poor sap while Jason set up things in the warehouse where they usually did all their “important reminders” for people like Mr. Hanson. His job was relatively easy since he just put the guy to sleep and carried him back to the warehouse, carelessly dropping him in the visitor’s chair…which may or may not have had a few leftover bloodstains from the last guest. “Sorry it took so long,” he said casually to Jason as he used his telekinesis to restrain the man’s wrists and ankles to the chair in less than a second. “I figured you could use a bit more time to set up since we didn’t exactly do a very good job of cleaning last time cause we suck. But we’re pretty so it’s okay.” He flashed his fellow Nephilim a crooked grin as he strode over, leaning against the table. He glanced back, his grin widening even more with pure glee as their guest groaned and began to stir. 

“Oh look, he’s waking up. How do you think we should treat our lovely guest first?” 

@lonelyjascn

     There was just something about setting up in the warehouse that was calming to Jason. Like the calm before a storm almost, a very bloody storm, but a storm nonetheless. He had the plastic laid out neatly, as well as taped down. There was a chair in the center, a few lights beaming down on the chair. Jason wasn’t in the business of giving anyone tetanus though so he had nice, shiny tools that they could use to cut up Mr. Hanson’s relatively handsome being. 

     When he heard Manny walking in, he was almost done setting up. He was having a flashback to the last time he and Manny did this, they were on their knees cleaning up blood for hours last time. Jason couldn’t get the smell of bleach off his skin for weeks. “It’s fine, It should clean up way easier this time around,” he said, a wicked smirk on his lips. 

     “Oh, good evening, Mr. Hanson,” he hummed happily, strolling over to the man as he rolled up his sleeves. “I’m not sure what we should start with, honey... But I’m always fond of taking precious memories. And if that doesn’t work we can always take some fingers... I don’t think Mr. Hanson really needs the memories of his child’s first dance recital... And he definitely doesn’t need that pinky finger.”

[lonelyjascn]

JASON CHASE -- BUTTERFLY EFFECT

Character Name: Jason Chase

AU Rank: Nephilim (Greed)

AU History Alteration:  After he moved to Pansaw, Jason saw how mean the world was to metahumans and it made him upset/angry to see them treated like that. But he didn’t know what proactive things he could do because the rumor of the Rebel’s just seemed like a weak ass excuse for a “revolution” and C.A.R.M.A. was definitely a no go. He spent a while angsting over what he could do to help his fellow metas. When he heard about Nephilim and what they did, it intrigued him because… Maybe it wasn’t the best stuff or even the right stuff, but at least they seemed to be doing something better.

Anything Else: Still an artist. His day job is as a graphic designer at tech company based in Woflhurst, it’s his “cover” from being in the Meta Mafia

[lonelyjascn]

psionicmanny:

“Then I’d say it’s quittin’ time, don’t you think?” Manny spoke up in response to Milo’s ramblings. He peered into the lab with a small grin as he had been walking past. “Go out, grab a drink, have some fun or, uh…something. It’s Milo, right?” he asked. He’d never really fully interacted with the other male before aside from casually passings in the hall or cafeteria. 

“I think that sounds great,” Jason chuckled softly, grabbing his hoodie which definitely wasn’t appropriate work attire and tugged it on. “Milo, yeah. And you’re Manny, right?” He asked, pretending he didn’t know who he was even though, yes, he knew exactly who Manny was. He was an old Rebel who had been switched over, who didn’t remember that part of him. “Do you wanna go grab a drink with me?”

[lonelyjascn]

"I know all my lab work isn’t done for the day,” Jason said tiredly. The whole ‘Milo’ thing was starting to feel kind of old and dry. Nothing was happening, he had nothing to share with Kara anymore. He was starting to feel that maybe it was time for him to go back to the Rebels. “But I feel like it is? I feel I’ve done everything I can do for today...”

[lonelyjascn]

riley-lafontaine:

“As much as I love being cooped up in this building to train and learn about things I’ve already perfected and learned about myself, I’d like to go for coffee, would you like to join me?”

“Coffee sounds absolutely wonderful,” Jason admitted with a smile. Being ‘Milo’ at C.A.R.M.A. was starting to lose it’s charm and it’s usefulness. “Any place you like in particular?”

[lonelyjascn]

I Don’t Give A Rat’s Ass ;; Jason & Kara

[lonelyjascn]

thirdnova-kara:

As soon as Kara saw the first rat skitter across the floor of Pillow Cafe, squeaking as it did, she froze. Her blood ran cold, her eyes went wide, and a scream tore its way from her throat. Somehow she ended up on top of one of the tables, perched there and frantically looking for where the damned pest had gone. Shit, the bastard had disappeared. No one was safe. 

Jason’s suddenly near presence didn’t do anything to calm her down either. “Are you fucking crazy?” she practically shrieked at him, clinging to the edges of the table. “I’m not getting down from here, you should get up here. How the hell is this place not in any serious health code violations, Jason!? I just saw a fucking big ass rat on the floor. A live ass, big ass rat.” 

“Kara, there’s no rat!” Jason exclaimed as he let his hand fall back to his side. He hadn’t exactly been thinking lately, he had just been doing. So he picked Kara up off the table and threw her over his shoulder. “Alrighty, you’re going crazy, I’m taking you upstairs and making you lie down,” he said, giving her back a gentle pat. “Keep your eyes shut, okay? At least until we get upstairs. Don’t open your eyes, don’t do anything until we’re in my apartment. Or maybe just keep your eyes closed for a lot longer...”