Usually, Jason did not bother a woman, or even a teenage girl, if they carried a weapon. There were a couple of very specific scars on him that related to these lessons. But see, this little Japanese chick kept catching his eye
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Kara looks up to find Jason staring at nothing, which isn't that unusual. What is unusual is the look of extreme ponderance on his face, one so intense that if he keeps it up, looks like it might actually become painful.
"Stackhouse," Kara barks. "What the frak are you doing?"
Well, that's just how he looked when he was thinking. Or receiving head messages from a long-lost gay buddy about who wants to do what kind of plumbing.
He squinted at her. "Tryin' to figure something out."
Kara stares back at him, waiting for an elaboration that doesn't come. She sighs and leans back in her chair, folding the book in her lap to a close. "Figure what out, Jason?"
"You're pretty straight," Jason decided, still staring intently at her. He cocked his head like a golden retriever. "Well, I mean, I think you'd probably go for it in a couple of cases. Hey, what kinda girl would you be into?"
A moment later, he remembered who he was talking to and added, "I woke up and there's a voice in my head and it's telling me about people's, uh, sexual preferences."
"I see." It's the only thing to say while Kara's brain is stuck grinding that through. All over the island, people are flying, changing colors, half-blowing themselves up, and "This is your power?" she blurts. "Telling me if I'd frak other women?" She cocks her head. "How do you know that's not just wishful thinking on your part?"
"I guess it seems natural," Jason said. "On account I'm always rollin' them ladies into the sack." Here he included a sexy face, because maybe that was a part of the power too.
"Naw, I'm hearin' Lafayette tell me things. Friend of mine from back home. C'mon, aren't there any ladies ever you kinda wanted to do?"
Kara narrows her eyes. Maybe Admiral Cain had been...interesting, at least until Kara got the order to kill her. And there'd been a few times clashing with Kendra that had left Kara feeling unsettled, but..."Maybe," she says, "but not enough to actually do them, so I'm not sure it counts. And Stackhouse? This is a frakked up power."
"Stackhouse," Kara barks. "What the frak are you doing?"
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He squinted at her. "Tryin' to figure something out."
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A moment later, he remembered who he was talking to and added, "I woke up and there's a voice in my head and it's telling me about people's, uh, sexual preferences."
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"Naw, I'm hearin' Lafayette tell me things. Friend of mine from back home. C'mon, aren't there any ladies ever you kinda wanted to do?"
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