[b][u]18:43 PM. Ry's ship.[/u][/b] [i]Just behind the door leading into Ry's ship, was a rather odd pair. First, there was MJ, who was joyfully running about the place, seemingly unaffected by all the crap that went down.. And then there was Jason, sitting in a corner he had claimed as his own. Jason was geared up and armed to the teeth, both of his GAU-19/B's to his sides. Both of the guns weren't exactly as neat as they had once been, now being covered in dirt and grime, as well as a few smears of dried up blood here and there. The guns resembled their owner a lot, really. He was weary and worn, his normally gunmetal grey suit covered in dirt, soot, dried up blood, and other filth. He stank, yet he didn't care. MJ, on the other hand, was clean, the girl's clothes still neat and tidy. She was currently wearing a pair of thick, black pants, the bottoms of the sleeve thingies stuffed in her grey boots. Covering her thin and slender body was a snowy white sweater made of wool, with a leather tricorn hat atop her chestnut brown hair, which was currently tied into a messy bun.[/i] "Daddy," [i]The girl said, bending down just a little to look into Jason's golden Plexiglas visor with her beautiful silver eyes. She only stood at 4'6", so she'd have to look way up if he wasn't sitting down. Jason just groaned in response, too tired to say actual words.[/i] "How long are we staying here? I'm lonely, don't have any friends.. And this place is so bland! It's pretty from the outside, though.." [i]The Russian softly chuckled in response, his own grey-silver eyes sliding shut, head leaning back against the wall behind him. He remained silent for a few moments before finally speaking up, voice distorted and sounding a tad bit mechanical through his helmet, though his heavy accent was still there, [/i] "Then go make sum friends, kiddo. I jus' wanna sleep. Been a long fuсkin' day.. 'Nd how long we're stayin'? 'Til this shitstorm has blown ovah." "Tsk, tsk, tsk, daddy! You aren't allowed to say such things. They're bad words! And I don't know who'd be my friend! Most people here are grownups and they're yucky." "Oh, so I'm yuckeh? Psh." [i]MJ gave Jason a look as if saying, "are you serious right now," which only made sense, considering Jason was the one covered in filth. A sigh left him, followed by a soft chuckle as his right hand dismissed the girl with a wave. [/i] "Go away.. I'm sleepeh. Yer ol' man needs his naps.." [i]And, with that, Jason's kiddo left the old man alone, rolling her eyes as she walked away.. For a few steps, that is. She didn't know this place, so she was rather nervous. Who would she approach? Should she wait until someone took the initiative? She didn't know, currently just standing in place while her silver eyes looked around, scanning the room as she slowly spun in circles.[/i] [spoiler]Open. Also, if you really want to interact with Jason, I guess you can wake him. [/spoiler]