jan texts

[cherrytrees]

texting meme You’ve got your TFLN, you’ve got your sexting, now here’s the meme for all those gen texts, phone calls, voicemails, pictures of your cats, and whatever else your little heart can come up with, because who doesn't like a little old fashioned friendly texting. (Or enemy texting, if that's more your bag.) instructions: What it says on the tin! Leave a comment with your character, include preferences, a start, absolutely nothing or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.

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[theotherobin]

[Jason finds the watch and the rings along with the suit. he's all about the watch, checking it out before he puts it on, but he can't imagine himself wearing the rings. he can't imagine himself in any of those, actually, but here he is, putting all this fancy shit on. he's just gonna have to make it work.

he puts the suit on, adjusting it here and there to try and make it more comfortable and then he puts the sneakers and rings on and goes to look in the mirror.]

Damn...

[captain_bitterness]

[When Nate exits the bathroom he is fully dressed, wearing a black on black suit that is just as form fitting as Jason's but in a slightly more structured and older style. His hair is slicked back and for once his hands aren't covered by black leather gloves, instead he is wearing his 'synthetic skin' gloves which are especially made for occasions where gloves will look too suspicious. They give him the appearance of having normal hands but if Jason looks closely he will notice that they don't have real fingernails, just the suggestion of ones.]

Looks good.

[He says as he looks in the mirror as well.]

[theotherobin]

[ he can't help but run his hands down the front of his suit jacket and check himself out some more. he really does look good. cleans up way nicer than he thought he would.

he glances at Nate when he shows up in his own suit and smiles. ]

Wow. You look fucking amazing.

[captain_bitterness]

Thank you.

[He says, fixing his tie a little. He then goes over to a drawer and takes out two tiny com links.]

Here, this way we can stay in contact if we get split up at the event.

[theotherobin]

[Jason can't take his eyes off of Nate for a long moment. yeah, he's staring, he can't help himself.

he snaps out of it enough to take the com link from Nate though, nodding.]

Cool, that's good. I'll always have eyes on you and the targets though, don't worry.

[captain_bitterness]

[When he takes the com link he'll notice the synthetic skin gloves, they look very realistic and fool almost everyone but Jason is sharper than most people.]

I'm not worried, if I was I wouldn't have asked for your help with this.

[Asked, told. Same thing.]

[theotherobin]

[he's already noticed, but it's not something he's gonna say anything about. he remembers Nate telling him about the skin gloves and it makes sense for him to have them now. he wants to see what's underneath but Nate won't even tell him what he's trying to hide. So he knows that's far off.

either way, it's just another part of Nate. he knows this.]

Thanks for trusting me with this. I won't let you down.

[captain_bitterness]

I know you won't.

[Nate says and hands Jason his fake ID along with a wad of cash.]

Ready, Peter? [He says, using Jason's fake name.]

[theotherobin]

[ a fake ID and a wad of cash, and Nate telling Jason he knows he won't let him down. he must be in heaven. ]

Ready, Kim. Let's nail these motherfuckers.

[captain_bitterness]

[ooc: Just checking in because I know you're still sick, did you want to continue and show the event they're gonna sneak around at or skip to after it?]

[theotherobin]

[ ooc: hmm good question. i wanna have them doing the thing and being at a fancy thing together but maybe we dont have to do the entire thing? ]

[captain_bitterness]

[ooc: Okeedokee! We can show them at the thing but I'll sort of let you skip past stuff whenever you're feeling like it. <3 ]

[Ten mins later Nate leaves for the event, reminding Jason that his limo will pick him up an hour later so it looks more natural with them arriving at different times. When he finally arrives at the men's club he will see that he is not the only twenty-something here and his look blends in seamlessly. There's a range of ages in all the men at attendance but one thing they all have in common is that they are rich, that much is obvious and as Jason wanders through the crowd he will spot Nate across the room, interacting with a group of older white men.

Nate's demeanor is much different than how he is around Jason, he speaks softly and when a few of the other men talk over him he just smiles politely and nods.]

[theotherobin]

[ an hour is a lot of fucking time for Jason to kill on his own- especially wearing a suit. he thinks an hour difference is excessive, but he doesn't argue it at all.

he makes himself a drink and then he does more poking around Nate's loft. he goes up the stairs that lead up to Nate's bedroom but he stops before he goes inside. off limits, Nate said, and while he's curious, he doesn't wanna overstep. not when he's got such a good thing going with Nate, but Nate still won't call him his friend. he doesn't wanna fuck with that.

once the hour up and the limo arrives, Jason's nearly bouncing out of his skin, ready to go. the place is fancy and Jason feels wildly out of place, but he reminds himself that he looks the part and he's been studying what he needs to know. he'll be fine.

he sees where the younger guys are hanging out, but then there's also the bar, and Nate. he can see right away how different his demeanor is and it's strange to watch, but he gets it. when Nate does happen to glance over, Jason lifts his drink and gives him a smile. friendly enough, but with an air of whatever rich people have got going on when they interact with each other. Jason's got this. ]

[captain_bitterness]

[Nate makes eye contact with Jason from across the room but doesn't head over just yet, first he lets the men he's been conversing with get bored of him and once they've wandered off to go boast with one another about their money he moves to the bar and where Jason is.]

White wine, please.

[He tells the bartender and extends a hand out to Jason.]

Peter, hi. It's nice to see you.