The elevator doors opened up onto the beautiful rooftop cabana, and as he stepped out, Jason Blood lifted his hand to his eyes to block out the sun. It was a bright day, and the tower he had until only recently called "Home" felt near enough to the sun to touch. He'd only been living in Titan Tower for nearly a week, had barely met another soul since being there. He'd bumped into a few other occupants in the halls, or in the kitchen, but for the most part everyone had mostly kept to themselves. Whether it was due to being anti-social or just shy in front of new faces, Jason Blood cared little. He'd spent most of his time in an enormous library, endlessly absorbing the thick volumes of leather-bound books some sorcerers would have considered lost to time. No doubt this was the sort of spoils that Jason's "on again, off again" mentor DR. FATE had implied he'd find. Today however was the day they would all have to make a little face time. As today, they'd be formally put together as a team. 

Jason looked around and only saw one other person on the roof-top. But it was a welcome sight. A beautiful young woman with long blonde hair and the kind of sun-dress to make a man look twice was sitting under the shade of the canopy. Not another soul in sight. He looked down at his watch - a leather timepiece that had cost a pretty penny (but nothing to his family's fortunes) and noted it wasn't too long until the first official "meeting" would take place.

[i]I suppose there's no harm in making "friends" at this point.[/i] Jason thought to himself as he walked over to where the young woman was sitting. It wasn't far from the entrance, and he made his way over easily enough. He himself was wearing slacks and a suit coat, and the heat bore down on him from above. He was entirely overdressed, but Jason Blood was never under-dressed. The blonde was in one of the two chairs and was studying what looked like blueprints, but Jason couldn't make out what it was she was so intently studying. He hesitated before clearing his throat, and gestured to the small island beneath the cabana.

[b]"I understand this is a Teen Team but is it too much for a guy to hope there's something behind this bar that doesn't come in a juice-box or some kind of small plastic barrel?"[/b] Jason asked the young woman, as he headed over to the bar's direction.