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There was a young masked man in the bar.
Then there was a sting, and a moment's reverie, and then there was the most beautiful girl in the world and she was looking back at him, and then Jason made some vague excuses and left the bar with less than his usual grace and more than his usual haste.
Now he's outside, hands in pockets, staring absently at the lake while his world re-settles around him into a strange new shape.
This emotion is not one Jason has much truck with usually. He's ... not really sure what to do now.
(specific to one character, for crack, but open to everyone; timezones are gonna be a thing though - i'll do my best.)
Then there was a sting, and a moment's reverie, and then there was the most beautiful girl in the world and she was looking back at him, and then Jason made some vague excuses and left the bar with less than his usual grace and more than his usual haste.
Now he's outside, hands in pockets, staring absently at the lake while his world re-settles around him into a strange new shape.
This emotion is not one Jason has much truck with usually. He's ... not really sure what to do now.
(specific to one character, for crack, but open to everyone; timezones are gonna be a thing though - i'll do my best.)