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[thewolfinside]

Jason stands in the middle of his room, looking at his closet, very upset. "What was I thinking to wear this crap? And this room. I need a manservant."

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[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"What you need is to stop whining, Pup. Because some of us didn't sleep all night cuddled up like a kitten and would like to actually rest. Now you want me to go curl up in the woods? Fine. Say so."

Gruff voice tinged with what was surely a smirk, coming half from beneath the pillow that is yanked over his face. A long pause before a half way curious voice asks, sighing.

"And what crap? Other than the prep gear shit of that turtleneck last night."

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

"This, and this. Very unsophisticated. Not the sort of clothing one needs to make an impression in the business world."

He sighs, looking very put out and brushes some imaginary lint off the pants of his very expensive suit.

"And you! A proper affair would have left quietly before dawn. Really Gabriel." He shakes his head, looking disappointed with Gabriel.


((Jason got hit with a ...meme of sorts. He'll be fine after he passes it on.))

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"Oh really? A proper affair? Oh, do forgive me good sir for not knowing my place. As it was, I was barely concious at dawn, as I spent all night watching over.. oh yeah. You."

Shifting, tossing the pillow aside as he shifted to sit up, bracing his back against the headboard once more. Dark eyes sweeping over the wolf's attire with a rather hungry look.

"Well, don't you look delicious. All dressed up like a grown up boy."

The last accompanied by a roll of eyes as he

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

((And no idea where the rest of that post went. End with roll of his eyes.))

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Jason sighs and shakes his head. "I need a drink. I shall return in a moment."

He walks out into living room.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Watching Jason stride from the room, smirk fading into nothingness.

"Fuck this."

Slipping from the bed, gathering up his leather slacks and yanking them on. Barely doing up the buttons, just enough to keep them on his hips as he tosses aside the covers, digging his boots out from under the bed. Dropping down onto the mattress to tug them on.

"Goddamn fucking mutts and their fucking mood swings. Worse than goddamn women."

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Jason wanders back in, a weird look on his face. "Gabriel, why am I wearing a suit?"

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

One boot on, the other in his hand as he scents the wolf before he hears him. Not even bothering to look up. Until that question.

Head raising slowly, arching a brow at Jason.

"Uhmm, because you think yer a Ken doll? Why the fuck would I know? I'm getting the fuck out. Like a proper affair, remember?"

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Jason sits down on the chair, looking really confused. "The last thing I remember is... talking to Greg."

He looks at Gabriel. "You're leaving?"

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"Oookay. Yeah. Should I start with do you know what year it is? Who the president is?"

Tugging on the boot, leaving it unlaced as he crossed to Jason, kneeling down before him.

"When was Greg here? Pup? I woke up and you played fucking Suit with me, basically told yer booty call to get the fuck out and then went out to get a drink."

[http://users.livejournal.com/some_thing_/]

Some passes Jason's room with a flippant wave, tossing him the stolen suit.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Jason catches the suit as he leaves the room and sets it on the chair as he leaves.

[leela1.livejournal.com]

Hey Jason? You here? Stopped by the basement and they said you had caught a virus or something,...you ok?

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

He looks up at the door. "Hey, this is starting to look like a repeat of last night."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

What do you mea - ohhh, hey Gabriel.

Listen, I have a question for you guys, and it's been fucking with me most of the day.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"No, we didn't do anything. I don't know why you woke up sore."

Deadpan, just raising his head enough to look up at her. Thank god for small favors. Or cute Dollfaces.

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Jason chuckles. "I told you that was a bad idea."

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Shhh. She'll figure it out.

[leela1.livejournal.com]

...figure what out?

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Nothing, Dollface. Just fucking with you.

[leela1.livejournal.com]

She giggles, and shakes her head. Gives Jason a hug as she comes into the room, then impulsively hugs Gabriel too. She sits on the bed, relaxing.
"
No, This is about something different. I know why I'm sore Gabriel. It's because I didn't work out today, like I normally do. No running, no pushups, no ..swimming. Maybe tomorrow."

"Jason, you know about my ability to sense monsters - really bad people, right? And about how I like to play with them - First Jimmy, then Raina and Deacon, Willow..."

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

He nods. "Yeah, what's up?"

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"I stopped by Greg's today, just to say hi, let him know I was ok."

"Someone showed up - some guy named Flagg. Pretty normal looking and all." She turns and grabs a pillow, starts hugging it.

"At first it was like the old times, a certain zing - a ..I don't know. But suddenly it was like I wanted to hiss at the guy and go hide in Greg's closet. I got the shakes and everything. Took all I could, just to talk civil to him. After he faded out, I practically ran out of there in a panic."

"I've never done that before, ever."

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Jason blinks. "Stay away from him."

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"You've never been more than human before, Dollface."

Tones low, a harsh whisper as he leaned back forward, half hunched over, listening with half closed eyes.