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[dickgout]

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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[number_unlucky]

I was really tired from a long evening in the clinic the night before, so I didn't automatically notice Jason talking to himself. Apparently there was weird shit going on, but you could have fooled me, all things considered--same shit, different day.

"What could happen overnight?" I asked, and yawned.

[dickgout]

"That I could--"

Jason cut himself off at that. "Hey," he said, in a speculative, pleased drawl. "I didn't know you liked ladies too." Now, did it make him more gay or less gay that imagining her with other women was still super hot?

He didn't know.

[number_unlucky]

"What?" I asked, completely...the word flabbergasted hadn't ever been one I'd use to describe myself, but it worked pretty well. Not like I'd ever made a secret out of being bi, at least not since my first year at PPTH. Certainly not on the island, where queerness was basically in the water, at least for many of the guys.

"Yes, Jason, I'm a switch-hitter, and no, you can't watch--but what the hell does that have to do with whatever 'you could' do overnight?"

[dickgout]

"That is what I can do overnight now," Jason said, particularly pleased now. "And you're just saying that 'cos I caught you off-guard." He cocked his head like he was listening.

"Doesn't tell me anything about what you actually done in the past, though."

[haolehothead]

"Hey," Danny calls out, "Stackhouse," he summons, arching his brow and giving him a weird look as he wanders into the rec room to the sounds of Gaga. "What the hell are you going on about?"

[dickgout]

"Dude," Jason said, with the kind of nod reserved for another dude. "I got a little bit of a problem here." He leaned back on the sofa, and as he made eye contact, a strange shocky look took over for a moment.

"Dude," he said again. "Why didn't you tell me?"

[haolehothead]

Danny feels like the whole goddamn island is going insane. He locks eyes with Jason, but gets a little bit crazy around the whole brow-and-eyeball area, waving his hands around to the jukebox, then to Jason. "What, that I'm a Gaga appreciator? I'm not, I am definitely not. To each their own, but gimme some Elvis and I'm a happy man. Tell you what?"

[dickgout]

"Who's Gaga?" Jason asked, partially of Danny, and partially of his newfound-- ability? "I, uh, I meant, why didn't you tell me you were gay? I'm still working on how gay, but you're definitely there, alright."

[frakkup]

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?"

[dickgout]

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."

[frakkup]

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?"

[dickgout]

"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."

[justsookie]

Perhaps for the first time since she arrived on the island, there was not a single color in Sookie Stackhouse's outfit. Normally dressed in bright colors of all hues in the rainbow, today, Sookie had dressed in an overlarge t-shirt and sweatpants that seemed a couple sizes too large, both colored a dull gray and hanging loosely off her body. She wore a large pair of shades as well, large enough to cover a large portion of her face, hoping to wander around without attracting too much attention. Hoping that no one would stop her and try to pull a laugh from the girl.

Because, this weekend, the island was intent on making Sookie's life as embarrassing as possible.

When she spotted Jason staring off into the distance, Sookie inhaled sharply and rushed over, grabbing at his sleeve and pulling her shades off. "Jason, Jason," she breathed. "No matter what you do, when you're around me this weekend, make sure that you don't do anythin' that makes me happy."

[dickgout]

"Uh."

Jason stared at his sister, shock keeping the new voice in his head silent. "Jesus Christ, Sookie, what happened?" He had not figured out what was happening today, being occupied again with the worry of turning into some kinda gay. "You look awful, and-- shit, what are you talking about?"

God, his sister sure was weird sometimes.

Could she... hear him again?

SOOKIE he yelled in his head.

[justsookie]

"You know those strange powers and abilities going around?" Sookie asked, unable to notice that Jason was giving her a look even stranger than usual, simply gripping to his hands and swallowing thickly before moving on with her explanation. "Well, I got myself one of those, and it's not pretty. At all. And it only comes out when I'm happy or... giddy or whatever, so I'm just telling you that if there's ever a time for you to break bad news or, or make my life kind of hellish, now's it."

Exhaling deeply, Sookie let her forehead rest against her brother's collarbone for only a second, before she pulled back and rested a calmer gaze on him.

Finally noticing the delayed reaction.

"Wait, what? What's wrong? Did you get something, too?"

[dickgout]

"Shit, is it like..."

Jason stared at her, trying to look past the sunglasses. "I mean, you're not gonna turn into the Incredible Hulk or somethin'? Like, I can't think of anything awful to tell you that isn't gonna mean you beat me up?"

"And, uh."

He wasn't trying to meet her eyes anymore.

"Yeah, I got a something. Uh, hold still, Sook, this is kind of awkward."

[speakscanadian]

The flowers might have given him away.

Everywhere he walked, they followed. They grew bigger and brighter the more he prayed that they'd just disappear. Right now, giant sunflowers popped up wherever he put his feet and vanished as soon as he'd moved on.

It was like a huge sign was hanging over his head that read: GAY

"You could be surprised what can happen over night," he commented in a deadpan tone, lifting his hands to gesture at the length of his own body and the flowers that were beaming all around him.

[dickgout]

"See, now that's pretty obvious," Jason said. "I mean. Come on. At least be a challenge." Then he felt kind of bad, like maybe he should be a little nicer. Not because bald guys did for him, or else he would have resolved this issue back in Bon Temps with Lafayette a long time ago.

"I like your flowers, man."

[speakscanadian]

"Thanks," Ray replied, brushing one out of the way just to have it ping back again. "Wanna swap? I'm feelin' real powerful over here."

His tone was still as dry as hell.

[dickgout]

"I dunno, you could probably get laid with that one," Jason said. "I'm probably just gonna get my ass kicked. So, have you always been into dick, or is this an island thing? I can't tell from--" He waved his hands in the direction of his head.