She said he wasn't gonna get lucky and well, he didn't care too much. As much as he liked sex he knew no meant no. And so he picked up his glass at his bar stool and took a drink from it. The cool liquid burned in his throat but the feeling felt rather nice. Better than smoking cigarettes for sure. Strangely the girl with him apologized for how harshly she had spoken to him. He looked at her with one brow raised but said nothing. [i]"Lexa. My name's Lexa."[/i] The young woman said after a moment. Jack smiled at her. "Alright Lex. thanks."  

Jack was too busy looking at her beautiful face to notice the TV speaking in the background. Speaking on the television was the familiar newswoman Cali Marsden whom he himself had tried to sleep with once but was rather rudely rejected. He got his revenge by dropping a water balloon filled with piss on her head before the show one day. It was brilliant. Anyway, that was a while ago, he tried not to think about it. As he was staring at Lexa, he noticed her demeanor change slightly and she took another drink. [i]"Trick's never killed before."[/i]

This was devastatingly true. He wondered how much the girl new about the vigilante Trick. He probably knew only as much as she did. But knew what had really happened to make her go off of the deep end. She had seen things no one should see and she snapped. His past was not for the faint of heart. "No, I don't think she has. I wonder what made her do it." Jack spoke softly, he wasn't sure Lexa had wanted him to hear her but he heard her anyways and wanted to reply. He couldn't help but wonder if this innocent bystander, Lexa, was afraid of Trick like the others on the streets had been earlier. "She's a hero..." Luca started, "Something must have made her go off, right? Heroes don't just kill for no reason. Well unless you're talking about that one vigilante, Black Jack"

"Black Jack is no vigilante!! He's a... a something else. I'm not sure what but he's no hero, no villain, he's whatever he wants to be. A free spirit." Jack nodded knowingly. "Sorry I'm a bit defensive about him, I follow his fan blogs and everything. I love that guy." [i]Nice save, ya dickhole.[/i] Jack kicked himself internally for blabbering about his second identity like he did. "Anywhooo. Lexa." He took a swig from his drink. "Ya feeling okay, doll?"