Current Location: Bucharest, Romania || Dialogue Color âĻ #78866B (Camouflage Green) || Thought Color âĻ #728FCE (Light Steel Blue) || Mood: Intrigued After Jason had made his entrance, he couldn't help but notice that Charlotte was deep in thought when she had greeted him. He wondered what she could have been thinking about. Was there something in his teeth? Maybe a stain on his shirt? Or was his gun sticking out, that one was always awkward to explain to people. He checked all of these things and Jason felt like everything was in order. Maybe it was something else?
Jason had a hard time remembering his relationships with all of these operatives. He knew names and if these names wanted to kill him or not but beyond that his memory was very foggy. For example his relationship with Charlotte, he wasn't sure if they were good friends or if they wanted to rip each other's throats out. As of now she wasn't aiming her gun at him so hopefully it wasn't the latter. But with her good looks he really hoped there wasn't any problems between the two.
Charlotte put away her gun and gave a quick briefing.
"I want to thank you guys for all coming. As you all know, the government has been hunting us down like animals, and I guess to an extent, we are. Jason, or as some of you may have known him as Ace... he's dead. Murdered in broad daylight. The government is getting more ballsy, so this is your warning. You're not safe at any point. We need to look out for one another." Jason kind of perked up at the name of Ace. Jason vaguely remembered the other Jason and he felt good about his name. He probably got along with Ace, with a callsign like that how could Jason not get along with him? It was sad to learn of his demise. Whatever he was born into was something he didn't ask for. Now they all had to face the consequences.
Call it Jason's animal instincts but somehow he has lived this far. He was getting tired of running. The Spectre wanted to take the fight to the big dogs. He didn't want to run anymore. He made this evident in his response to their warning,
"Alright, so when are we going to take out the guys that want to take us out? I'm tired of running. Im sure we all are." He waited for a response as he tapped his gun holster, indicating what he was ready for.