TheClosetKidnapper

Jason nods and looks at his drink. "And you don't have to be so careful about it."

Jason shrugs. "I said I don't like eye contact."

Jason turns back to the bar and glances at Gemini before looking back at Riley.

Jason sits back down, swallowing at the sight, and glances at Riley for her reaction.

Jason turns around, incredibly pissed at the gigantic god who'd practically tossed his closest friend (and employer) against the wall.

Sure. :)

Jason stands just as Gemini is kicked against the wall, creating a dent deeper than he'd ever seen.

"God's right." Jason whispers, closing his eyes to concentrate. The giant steps behind him, his foot awful close to Gemini's side.

Jason opens his eyes and glances at her. "I know that. We have our twelve. But thank you for the luck." A rather large looking being walks into the tavern ...

Jason swallows and closes his eyes again. The memory most suited plays through his mind. "There's twelve of us." He says. "Each have some beef with our godly parents. It's ...

Jason nods and opens his eyes, a strange feeling prickling in the back of his neck. "The color of blood..." He whispers darkly.

Jason closes his eyes again, attempting to clear the clutter of intoxication from his mind. "The color gold too." He says, his voice lowering. "I like the color gold."

Jason feels her gaze on his hands, unable to stop his right index finger from twitching and sending the whole rest of the hand to blow up in a short ...

"I like the future." He replies, looking away. "The big what if. It's one big puzzle..."

Jason sighs, looking at her with his eyes set on her chin. "What do you like?"