"Not even close, I'm glad to say. It was my lady's idea, and I was eager to oblige for more reasons than one." Jay chuckled, the man's accusation, or was it a suspicion, striking him as rather amusing. "Besides, even if the hunger could be cured now, which I doubt since it isn't a sickness that can be healed, its effects are already to engrained into who I am. The hunger is what defines me now, and that can't be swept away by some magic fruit. Though I must admit, selfishness does play a part in all of this. Believe it or not, I am a family man, or I've always wised to be. However, my abilities tend to scare away any possible interests, and even if someone wasn't frightened, then came the question of the child. If they were born, say, a normal person and not a meta."

Jay leaned back, taking the drink and pouring himself a small glass, which he downed in one gulp. "So excuse me if I say that I'd rather kill the lot of you before I let you take away my chance at having a family. However, I wish to ask you something, if by some miracle you do win. I ask you to make sure my on is well-cared for, provided for, and that he never knows who I was, or what I was if possible. The reason, because I'd rather not have my actions be explained to him by people who know nothing of why I do the things I do. I ask this as an expecting father who wants to make sure my son is properly cared for. Whether or not you can understand such sentiments, or understand why I have such sentiments, matters very little."

Jay poured himself another shot, but this time, eh kept the drink in his mouth for a bit before swallowing. "You know, I'm not much of a drinker, to be honest, so when it comes to alcoholic drinks, I don't really taste much. I does go down rather nicely, a good trickling burn, but no taste whatsoever for me. A sign of my inexperience, maybe?" Jay shrugged, stretching out a little before returning his attention to the man in front of him. "So, Mr.Craig, do you have anything else you wish to discuss, anything about me you find even remotely interesting or just dying to know? If not, then I guess we could talk about your plans for the attack, you coming in with some of your best men, and me and my lady coming to crush you. When that happens, I would like to face you in battle, as I must admit that it would be a fight like no other. Most likely?

Jackson

Jackson, after channel surfing for who knows how long, had decided to go for a walk around the place, see if there was anything to do. So imagine his surprise when he saw a freakin' Owl monster standing in the middle of the lobby. . . in a suit.

[i]'Wow, that is a whole lot of freakish'[/i] Kuro said tiredly, waking up and getting a read on the situation through Jackson's eyes. Kuro took note, however, on something Jackson could not see. Next to the Owl thing was a girl and next the the girl was another girl, except this one was dead. How could he tell, because to him, dead people were a bit faded looking until he went into the 'zone' as he called it. He didn't tell Jackson about it, but he guessed that the dead girl was the living girls sister, since they looked identical. That meant they were twins, which would be awesome if they weren't just like poor Jackson here. He could see it in the living girl's posture and way of acting, she looked ready to bolt at the first sign of trouble. 

[i]'Jackson, go over and introduce yourself.'[/i] 

[i]'WHAT, to the giant owl thing, what if it eats my face off!?!?'[/i]

[i]'I highly doubt that he's going to do that, given that he's been allowed into the building. Besides, you can protect yourself just fine, remember. So stop being a chump and just go talk to people. FIrst step in the rehabilitation process right?'[/i]

Jackson wasn't too sure about that, but he might as well try talking to people and. . . whatever the hell the owl thing was. Slowly, he made his way over, never taking an eye off of the nightmarish figure in front of him. ONce he got near enough, he'd give a small grunt to let them know he was there before introducing himself. "Uh, Hi, um , I'm Jackon Ducarthy and it's nice to meet you, um." Jackson was kinda stuck, as he didn't know what else to say and he couldn't stop giving fearful glances towards the owl figure.