Want to Make A Deal? (Honest and JaK)

JaK sat in the chair with his arms folded as the man talked, looking up at the ceiling while his long gangly legs were spread out and stretched near the foot of his desk. His facial expression looked as if he was tuning out the General, but he was indeed hanging on every word. After all this was a serious matter. The Titans had been framed, both branches it would seem. They had footage of recently revived Ben 10 stealing from Star Labs and proof of Stone murdering some archer chick. These two acts by itself were serious matters to the point that if it had not been the Titans being accused of it, they probably would've looked into the matters themselves to bring those responsible to justice.

"Heh."

JaK chuckled as he spoke of the illegal activities they had been involved in. To be perfectly...well honest (No pun intended), JaK alone had done enough crimes in his past life to add up to a bigger sentence than half the crooks he put behind bars. Although, he did try to counter balance this by saving as many lives as possible.

To his right sat Liev...Eh, errr something?? JaK didn't really know too much about Honest. He tried to stray away from the guy as much as possible. Mainly because he was the polar opposite of Sage, despite their very similar backgrounds of loosing family members it would seem. Where JaK loved to brawl and do very masculine actives; he rarely ever saw this guy in a skirmish, on top of that he had rather unmanly tendencies such as cross dressing. Nonetheless this wasn't about him or Liev, it was about clearing his teams name. He had been selected to be the one to take the burden of clearing their name. Mainly because Zack and Lance weren't in positions to do so. The government was apparently always on Silent's bad side and Lance Moore was a wanted felon. Therefore, JaK Sage and Honest were next in line to mend things with the government of their country. If not they could be deemed terrorists or Liev here could be revoked as a citizen and attemptedly deported, as well as other things, such as looking up JaK's past record in Gotham. A hard feat for any cop seeing as all evidence and records of his existence burned with his family memories, but for secret branches of the government he was sure they could find something on him.

"Like we have a choice, right?"

JaK would then sit correctly in his chair, and looked at the man with his black and yellow eyes. His arms still folded as he spoke the next few words, not really approving of being anyone's lap dog but if it got Toji, Brianna, and Scope out of fire for crimes they weren't even around to be apart of...so be it.

"Let's make things clear, I don't need a pep talk about how important missions are. My day job consists of keeping people alive 24/7. Also, I'm not your dog and were not your personal weapons. If it was just me you were after I'd tell you guys to go to hell. That being said, I'm not killing anyone in the name of the good ol' US of A."

JaK hadn't managed to murder anyone yet in his entire career of being a superhero or being a street rat and he didn't plan on starting now.

JaK raised an eyebrow at the general and then looked to Honest.

"Actually, do you mind if I have one of those to. Since were going on a suicide mission I don't see a need to keep my personal health from getting any worse."

This snarky remark was to imply that JaK thought this was a rather dumb plan. If they were caught the chances of them getting out alive were slim to none. They'd be in a foreign land, not that american citizenship would've matter much to terrorist anyway, with probably no back up and as skilled as Liev was with his powers, there's still no possible way he could know this man's and entire history. Such as if he gave his underlings secret codes or a way for them to check if it was really him. JaK was indeed ye' of little faith, then again, he had never really worked with Honest; so maybe he was just underestimating his Russian counterpart.

"Will we have anyway of contacting you or are we going in dead in the water? Also, am I supposed to make up my own profile? Not to mention I didn't even finish the fourth grade much less learn any type of South African lingo? Not to complain, but international espionage is a little new for me seeing as I've never even left the East Side of the US. Also, I assume if were caught we can't expect any back up or you guys to even acknowledge we were ever even there, right?"

JaK was very sarcastic in his tone, don't get him wrong, he'd still do it. But he just wanted to make sure there that they had no life-lines once so ever before he signed himself off to this. His hand still extended to receive a cigarette.

"I figured as much."

JaK received his response as to if they were caught they were dead? And the answer was pretty much, yes. Although, right afterwards Whitberg pulled out a suitcase filled with things that would aid JaK in creating a new false persona. Sage was rather intrigued with the idea for a moment, but then the General told him he had to remain pretty much the same and really only needed to shift the whole being Titan thing and anything that could get JaK recognized as one.

"Aww, that sucks. I was going to make myself worth a billion, but I guess you're right. Haha, maybe I should wear some bronzor?"

JaK was joking of course, but was also serious about the gray skin thing being a tell. However, in Africa the Red Dagger probably would just assume that he had gray skin due to his powers. This was going to be difficult to get into either way. Nevertheless, JaK was sure he could pull off a second identity and he had minimal trust in Liev to be competent to say the least. So all and all, this plan could work.

"A new haircut, eh?"

Not happening.

As they stepped out of the backdoor of the van, JaK walked next to Suda AKA Honest or rather Liev in his new get up. JaK had to trade in his urban clothes and style for some cargo pants that sunk into some leather combat boots and a belt that kind of matched Superboy's lower attire. Then up top he wore a white tight fitting tank top with a trench coat over it that extended all the way down to his knees and could wrap around sort of like a robe, which was an odd replacement for his usual short leather jacket. Then of course he had to have contacts, wear 24 hour make up all over his body to hide his palish complexion, and he slightly cut his hair as well as wore a choker around his neck. Finally, he covered his old scar with a block tattoo that had another random one under it, which would heal themselves in a month or so like they had never even been there before. In addition, he had to create a new scar under the other eye as if he had been clawed by a tiger paw.

This new persona was known no longer as JaK or Sage of the Teen Titans, but Fusion. friend and personal bodyguard of Marlo Suda. They had formed a strong bond in prison and upon Marlo's release he too had been bargained for by Mr. Suda. The idea being that this man was one of the only people Suda could trust. JaK was also made to look a bit older around ages 19 or 20 instead of 16 or 17, he definitely had the height and build to match, which was a side effect of being a warrior teen who engaged in intensive combat regularly.

A man that called himself, Butter Fingers, then introduced himself to JaK and Honest. Automatically, JaK didn't like his vibe and when he asked who he was Sage was going to reply, but instead Suda spoke for him. Showing right away that he wanted to a set his dominance and position over anyone who asked too many questions of them. Smart move by Honest, so for now JaK or Fusion kept his mouth shut. Like any good bodyguard would and just watched for any signs of trouble. Although, Liev seemed to be a bit nervous as the Inner Circle was mentioned. Fusion gave him a quick glancing nod as if to say he could do this. However, to anyone else this would seem like a regular nod from a bodyguard to make sure his boss was feeling ok. They continued to follow behind Butter Fingers, no doubt the teenage actor was preparing to face the Inner Circle and contemplated how his character would act. Meanwhile, JaK who had the easier job at the moment watched the armed guards, sizing them up as he walked past behind Mr. Suda.