hello welcome to the party. hi I've never met you before. I know.

[goodsoldier]

Who: Will! Kaitlyn! Fauxlivia! and Jason!
What: by their powers combined, they are VAGUELY CONSPIRATORIAL AND ANTI-MILITIA
Where: assorted places
When: assorted times
Notes: did I forget anyone help I have a brain like a sieve. ALSO don't feel like pressured to immediately sign them on, this is possibly more like "so this is how Jason meets your characters and takes interest in them" thing. Presumably he'd also stalk them for a bit, to the best of his ability (UNSURE) let me know how you feel about that possibility.
Warnings: captain planet; spinach dip

There are a million things to do, which is really how Jason prefers life to be. He's all over the city talking to people, some of whom he returns to, some of whom he never sees again; he buys things, steals things, stores things, moves things. It's not all carefully planned, either. Some people and things he simply comes across in his travels, and he keeps his schedule flexible enough to accommodate these opportunities.

His funds are limited. Criminal conquest is more fun with more money, but sadly, Talia isn't here and if she were, she wouldn't have the al Ghul resources with her. Of course, she could actually be here and simply declined to contact him. Or she could be here, just a version of herself that never became involved with him, or from before such things happened. He tries not to think much about things like that, primarily because it's pointless and he has so many more important things to be thinking about. Still, there are empty, waiting moments on the train or the streets where his brain revisits these ideas, for reasons beyond his comprehension or capacity to care. But he reaches his stops, he finds something else to observe.

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[ruinedu2]

Olivia knows the feeling. It's hard out there for someone with an agenda they need to keep hidden. In the other universe, she was alone in her mission, save for her mechanical operatives and a bribed individual here and there. She couldn't - or wouldn't - truly trust anyone.

And here it's not all that different, is it? She has Hellsing, which is a lot like her team from back home, but they can't act openly. They're allowed to operate by the Militia. She wants to find others like her without those ties, and she wants to be able to trust them.

To his question, she responds with an expression that's suitably saucy to match their little liaison. She ticks off her answer like the slow reveal to a mystery. "Ceidary. Blue. Five-two-three."

[goodsoldier]

The way he laughs fits both the pretend situation and his sincere reaction. Most of the women he talks to, he has to step carefully around for a variety of reasons: he and Barbara have history and he's trying his best not to sabotage their relationship, he doesn't know Stephanie well despite their shared experiences, he's trying to convince Kate that killing is fine, he's wary of Hermione's magic, he must be respectful of Vanessza's boundaries and secrets... things aren't sunshine and daisies with Olivia either, but the caution he has to use here is different.

Jason almost reaches inside his jacket for a pen before he remembers he's not wearing the it, and instead retrieves it from the fleece. "Give me your hand."

It's in keeping with what they're pretending but not strictly necessary either to write his CiD number on her palm. As he does so, he murmurs, "And if I die or disappear, the others will murder the fuck out of you."

He finishes writing and smiles at her, as warm as he had before. He isn't actually trying for ominous or threatening, he's really just unironically enjoying their play-acting.

[ruinedu2]

She pulls the sleeve of her jacket back a bit and wipes condensation from her glass off onto her jeans before offering her palm. It should be unnerving, what he says, but her expression stays flirtatious, her grin wide as he leaves ink on her skin. "I wouldn't have it any other way," she muses. "It goes both ways, by the way." Whether she'll tell anybody about meeting Jason or not she hasn't actually decided yet. But if they're going to be making half-threats to ensure their own safety... They may as well be even.

There's something honest in this, knowing that they're both putting on an act. She meets his eyes to hold his gaze for a moment, as if gauging something there.

[goodsoldier]

He does the same, steady and unblinking. There's something about his eyes that is cold, but they're not unusually so; probably not even as bad as Newton. And after that moment, he just nods and says with that same deadpan, "Well, it's good to know we're both equally serious about this."

Jason straightens away and puts down enough money for both of them, plus tip.

"Unfortunately, I do have to meet some people. But we should speak again soon."

He does plan on seeing her again much sooner, in the sense that he'll make every effort to track her down and follow her movements. It won't really ease the anxiety that she's affiliated with the Militia, but nothing will except time.

[ruinedu2]

Newton's gaze will haunt her until the day she dies. Jason's may only leave her questioning herself for the next few days. She doesn't like that feeling, but it's a necessary evil. Just because she's paranoid doesn't mean there isn't someone out to get her.

"Well then." She wonders if he can tell what's going on beneath her surface, or if she hides it as well as he does. "I suppose we should say goodbye for now." She stands up from her seat, secretly pleased with the minor edge she gets in height from it. "I'll leave first, if you don't mind."

She's pleased with it, because it allows her to have the final word, which is in the form of a brief, but heated kiss before she turns to part ways. If there was any question as to what they were up to on their end of the bar, she's hopefully put the finishing touch on their little ruse. "I'll call you," she assures without looking over her shoulder as she heads for the door.

[goodsoldier]

Though there's only a moment where he's thrown, the moment was there regardless. He makes a quiet sound of amused acknowledgment, but doesn't try to extend the moment; Jason just watches her go, and directs his smile at the floor as if that would hide it. If he feels more at ease with Olivia, that itself should be a warning to stay more on guard. He has to remember it's an illusion.

It's a nice one, though.