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Jay nodded as his acquaintance..."Red" spoke. Okay so they were making not so obvious nicknames? Jay could play that game too. "Just call me Wild Dog, then," he answered, realizing they'd never actually exchanged, but Red and Wild Dog would just have to do.

He listened as Red spoke, taking in the other mutants' instructions. He seemed sort of...jaded or something, but it wasn't Jay's place to say anything about it. After all, he was still just the new guy, and didn't have any sort of pull. Besides, he knew Red was the one with the experience, and both men were more than okay with him taking the lead.

He let the comment slide, after all, he was thinking that he was lucky in that Poseidon didn't just waste him too, but he wasn't about to say that out loud. Sure, Jay was just feeling things out right now. It seemed as though he'd fit in here, but the fact of the matter was, he really didn't have much choice.

"Sounds straightforward enough," he said after a moment, adjusting the gym bag on his shoulder as he walked.

He chuckled as she played with his hair; she was right, it could prove....fun. He gave her that all-too familiar mischievous grin as they kissed.

And then, in a fit of something that Jay didn't normally do, the conversation turned more serious. To be honest, he liked the idea of living with her. Liked the idea of them coming home to each other every night; they made good company. He chuckled at her response. "Yeah, I really don't think moving in here would be the best idea. I mean, not the best neighborhood, and it's pretty small," he said with a light laugh.

He didn't know what she was thinking, but really, he was kind of thinking the same thing...

Party!

This is what the canine-shifter was talking about. Sure, he was still a very fresh face in the Syndicate, but this was definitely a perk. Especially since his first job went sideways. That...was definitely a pain in the ass. Pun intended. He was wearing a dark green, short sleeved dress-shirt, and a very nice pair of black jeans. If one didn't look twice, they'd think they were dress pants, but they'd be wrong. To top off the ensemble was a pair of dress shoes, and his gym bag slung over his shoulder--hey, he never left home without it.

He had a drink in his hand as he looked around, his keen senses taking in the smells and the sounds; this was a hell of a way to get over the failure of the other day. While some may sulk, Jay planned to party it up.

He saw a familiar red-skinned face--hell, the only face he recognized here so far, actually. Walking up to Khalil, he flashed a grin. "How's the shoulder?" he said, verbally jabbing just a bit. Nothing personal, it was just his coping mechanism.

The scene in the park had not gone unnoticed. There was a golden retriever not far from the bench, gym bag wrapped oddly on his back as he sort of lay under a nearby tree, enjoying the rare bit of sun as wind ruffled his shaggy golden fur.

But the dog's blue eyes fixed on the scene. He'd heard every word, thanks to his hearing, and he thought the couple was rather cute. Different. Interesting even. Then, the gargoyle-girl lay down, and some other chick came up. Sure, all the girls in this little exchange had been attractive in their own way, but he couldn't really think about that. He was happily taken after all.

But this was rather interesting as the blond woke up the gargoyle--by accident. What the hell had she been doing? Why--you know what, maybe it was best that he didn't ask. Some people were into weird ****, and others were just off their rocker.

His head tilted to the side. There was a water fountain not six feet from him, maybe twenty feet from her. Well, it wasn't a bad lie. Wasn't a good one either.

The shifter just stayed still, intent to see on how all of this played out.

While Jay was no stranger to being out late, this night was a bit different; he wasn't out for a pleasurable evening stroll, nor was he on his way home after a gig. Tonight, the work was just beginning, as he was walking down the street, his black jacket zipped tight, his blue jeans without a single rip, and his white sneakers topped off the outfit. His keener hearing and smell took in the sounds and smells of the night-life, the more shady side of the city. A side the canine-shifter knew all too well, though now it wasn't for his own amusement anymore.

He looked to the red-skinned mutant next to him as the relative silence between them was broken. Jay wasn't silent on purpose, he just wasn't really good at breaking the ice with another dude. Not really his preference. "Yep, this is honestly my first official job since I was recruited," he said with a chuckle. That was why he was quiet.

He was taking in everything; he didn't want to **** this up, as Poseidon didn't seem the type who took well to failure. And from what he gathered from their first meeting, 'no' probably wasn't a word that the boss took kindly. So this struck him as a time to keep his eyes open and his big mouth shut.

The city was prepared for the more shady dealings of the night; windows barred, doors locked tight, that sort of thing. The only difference now was that he wasn't doing this sort of thing independently anymore.

"Though, really my recruitment was pure luck," he said, trying to make conversation. Though he wasn't sure if it was good or bad luck that contributed to this. "I was busting up a dog fighting ring. Just so happened Poseidon was busting up an M operation in the same building....we kinda met in the middle. Literally"

"I'm glad you went along with it," Jason murmured as he leaned into her a bit. "You know, my job has made me quite gifted at finding ways around things," he said with a smile.

When the kiss broke, he leaned his head against her shoulder. Just the two of us. He loved the sound of that. "I like it too. Whatever becomes of all of this...as long as it ends with me and you together, I'm happy," he murmured softly, kissing her cheek.

The no cut a little deeper than it probably should have. But he listened intently to her words. It had nothing to do with him, but it was her. And she was afraid of what would happen if....if what? He bit his lip and he thought it over for a second.

"You're worried about the energy-draining thing, aren't you?" he asked after a moment. "That's why you never lie still after....you know. I understand, but you don't have to let that rule your life."

He looked at her as he bit his lip again, then broke eye contact and looked away for a few moments. "What if we found something else together? Two bedroom, maybe?" He looked at her again, shrugging. "Or I could just drop it, and you can bring it up when you're ready, okay?" He leaned over and kissed her cheek.