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Jay was pissed, and being a wild animal didn't exactly help matters much, as it only seemed to fuel his rage. There was a pile of bodies in his wake, and he was about to add even more to the pile as he snarled and growled and--

WHAP!

He crumpled to the floor, but only for a moment as he saw someone wielding a board of some kind. And it caught him right across the face. The wolf let out a howl of pain, lunging and pouncing on his attacker; the sap had bad form, and because of it, didn't get another shot. In fact, he didn't get another breath after that mistake. But then the people stopped trying to leave the door, and instead started to funnel around the wolf as he was busy. They sort of huddled against the wall, awaiting their deaths.

When Jay looked up, he saw why they were cowering, seeming to choose the wolf over this duo. At first glance, it was just two dudes, though the one with the mask and the golden gun seemed to have some sort of clout. And judging by the smell of blood, they'd had a higher kill count than he. Which...may not have been hard to do. But as the adrenaline wore off, Jay found his head throbbing, and he resisted the urge to instinctively lick his wounds.

At the mention of animal trafficking, the wolf shook his head reflexively, much more human than canine. Once the throbbing in his head eased a little, he eased himself to the corner, grabbing his clothes, and expertly shoving them into the drawstring gym bag. Then, he made his way back to the stranger, gym bag slung across his back.

For now, he'd stay a wolf. He was already exhausted, and shifting would make that worse. Besides, he figured he'd look much more badass as a beaten bloodied wolf than a beaten, bloodstained, naked guy. He sat in front of the stranger, looking up at him, after all, he figured if this guy wanted him dead, Jay probably wouldn't be standing here right now.

He smiled as she got up to see him out, and he put his jacket on, zipping it up because he knew it'd be cold. Then, he slung his gym bag over his shoulder. "Thanks; I'm looking forward to it."

He gave her another, less awkward hug as he turned and left. As he walked home, he was feeling a mix of feelings. He was going to need a cold shower when he got home...

He nodded as she spoke, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Yeah, but that's kind of why I do what I do now," he said, flashing a small smile. "Granted, that article doesn't do the situation any justice. Like almost everything else these days, it's written in a very anti-mutant point of view. If you want to hear the whole story...well, I can share it with you," he said, moving to take a seat in the chair she'd abandoned. He looked down at the article, taking a breath.

"See, growing up, I was abused for being a mutant, and so was my cousin...so we'd become close, and when I graduated, I took him to Atlanta to live with me while I joined the police force there. He found less than savory means of making a living, and I endured a lot of anti-mutant crap even though they never knew what I was. One day, almost four years ago, there was a call. What they called a code M. Mutant disturbance. I got there just in time to see Ty being gunned down by the police, in an act that made the news. He wasn't doing anything but trespassing; there was no need to shoot him, but....they did anyway."

He paused as his eyes started to sting, and he bit his lip. "After he was identified, it came out that he was my cousin, and I was treated even worse by my colleagues. So....I packed up and moved to New York. I used my knowledge of law to become a private investigator, and I spend most of my efforts helping people, especially mutants. That way I'm able to do for them, what I couldn't do for him...."

Jason smiled as they were kissing yet again, only this time close enough to the bed. His arms wrapped around her again, his hands sliding and dancing along her back before one came to rest on her back, the other in her hair. He backed up against the bed, slowly letting himself fall back....

*fade to black*

Jason sprawled across the bed, a soft smile on his face as he felt Lee's body next to his. He'd been so much happier since meeting her, and he was even happier now that they were dating. Or...trying to date, since neither of them really had a clue. But even still, it was nice. Sliding a little closer to her, his eyes slid closed as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

Jay really did want to spend time with her. It'd just been awhile, if ever, since he had a female friend that he didn't sleep with.

"That sounds good actually. Then we can have time to really look around. See animals, maybe even snag a few more obscure shifts..." he gave a smile; he'd forgotten how much he loved just looking at animals, especially canines. It reminded him of when he used to run with the neighborhood strays.

"Dinner was amazing, by the way."

He gave another shudder as he felt her hand on his neck, and he smiled lightly behind the kiss. He didn't know why he'd leaned back in, but at this point, it didn't really matter. His hand that wasn't in her hair danced along her back, gently trailing her spine and pushing the dress down little by little.

Finally, he pulled away, gently taking her hand and leading her--rather briskly--over to the bed.

On his face, there was a smile. He never thought she'd be at his apartment the first time, and now they were....well they were attempting a relationship, for lack of a better term. Neither of them knew what the hell they were doing, but...he was happy. Sure they couldn't keep their hands off of each other, but considering how this whole thing had started, that wasn't surprising, was it?