Now possibilities I've never considered

[under_thehood]

Who: Jason Todd and Tifa Lockhart; CLOSED
When: November 2nd, late evening before sirens.
Where: Tifa/Sam Merlotte's bar
Summary: Jason does some thinking following Halloween and figures his future!self got one thing right.
Warnings: Language? Descriptions of violence, possibly.

Comments

[meteor_heart]

[It was a little late for a delivery, but it wouldn't be the first time AGI had interdicted a shipment of theirs until it was so late it almost didn't matter any more. So Tifa set down the box she was carrying and stood on her tiptoes to look out the doors peep-hole.

The hell...?]

No offense buddy, but we don't normally open the back door for masked men. It's a policy.

[under_thehood]

[Jason just cocks his head slightly to the side, arms crossed as he regards that back door and the woman on the other side with amusement.]

Hey, you're the one who offered. At any time.

[He's hoping that's a hint enough for her to indicate his identity.]

[meteor_heart]

[At any time...offered what? What di..oh. She paused for a moment, weighing the risk of it being a trick against the risk of this being someone who wouldn't cause her harm...and as usual, curiosity won out. She popped the deadbolt and pulled the door open, gesturing inside.]

You know, most people who want a drink come in the front door.

[under_thehood]

I'm not most people. [Jason steps inside the bar, pausing a couple paces in the door. He likes attention from the right people, after all, not everyone in the bar. Part of him is already regretting coming here. It's dangerous to get civilians involved, but he reminds himself that he's doing this for his benefit and he's being careful to keep his own presence quiet.]

And I don't want a drink.