"Holy shit!" He exclaimed, upon becoming whole again, he leaned to a near by table, his eyes were wide-- it had been atleast 100 years since he had teleported anywhere, so he was a tad rusty.
" How.. What are you man?" He questioned upon straightening up, he reached down to his hips and peeled his shirt off of his torso, He had been dieing to take it off all day, seeing as it was actually too hot out to wear black.
Jayce screwed up his face slightly as Gio called him brother, He realized almost instantly that there was no way that the male was reffering to him.
With a step forward, he reached out, gently laying his hand upon the males shoulder " Hey.. you alright?" He inquired with a soft grin, his green eyes were full of a strange brotherly concern, considering they had just met.
"Yeah.. i do. " He glanced to the sword at his side, his oceanic eyes lighting up as a memory passed his mind. " I mean, i can fight still, but i dont.. not unless directly threatened, or my friends . "
He watched Gio stand before him, and flinched as he heard the popping sound. the look on his face was ..well.. gorgeous, even though he didnt mean it to be. The sun caught the side of his face, while the other half remained shielded within the shade of the tree above him, His lips were parted slightly in thought.
"Do you mind if i accompany you?" He muttered softly.
"Are you a phychic or something?" He asked as he reached out to take the offered pepsi, He cracked the tab, before lifting the can and taking a sip. It washed the bitter taste out of his mouth almost instantly, causing his body to relax slightly.
He leaned back on the bench, slouching slightly and letting his free hand absently draw circles atop the bench. He leaned the soda can against his lap but jerked it away almost instantly, finding it much to cold for that, he decided to slide it to his thigh.
"Youre right.. i wasnt. " He took a deep breath and held it in a moment, before releasing it. " Ill tell you what i can ;
I used to be proud, y'know? a warrior even.. " His green eyes drifted shut, but he continued speaking.
"Never knew my mother, knew my father and decided i didnt like him. I confided in my brother for everything, secrets and shit like that. He taught me to fight even. " He grinned. " I trusted him with my being, ill even go far enough to say I loved him. So.. long story short, i followed him blindly into something i had no business in, and i lost everything."
"Im Jayce.. its a pleasure. " He nodded his head softly, a gentle chuckle left his lips as he was accused of being shit drunk--not that it wasnt true.
He parted his lips to speak again, but quickly shut them as the shock of the males generosity hit him, about a million questions ran through his mind; Is this a trick? Why would he help me? Do I deserve it?.
He nearly declined the pill, but something within him forced his heart to take control of his Judgement, it had decided for him that he would trust Gio.
"I.. uh.. are you sure? i mean.. damn.." He trailed off , before reaching out to take the small blue medication gently, his fingers brushed Gio's. His skin was warm, and soft as it looked. " Thank you, im not sure how to repay you.." He muttered, before tipping his head back and downing the pill, washing it down with his poison. It tasted so horrible he nearly threw it up. "Fuck.." He muttered after swallowing the liquid as well as the pill. He let the bottle roll away from him, he could no longer stand looking at it.
The male sat upon the bench locked eyes with the stranger , one he doesnt remember seeing before. A small smirk touched his lips at the small joke.
It was hard not to notice the males own power leaking from his every pore, and drip from his every limb. He had a sword leaned against the ground next to him-- it was glinting under the suns beams.
He lifted his bottle of poision to his lips, after tipping it back and taking a mouthful , he swallowed.
"My head is killing me.. and my little friend here--" He had an accent himself, English in origin, giving him the effect of being suave, and charming. He nodded to the bottle resting on his lap "..Is not helping as it should, im thinking of giving it up.."
He leaned forward slightly, narrowing his green eyes slightly at the male before him. "Whats your name?" he asked, upon resting his forearms against his knees.
A sigh escaped through the males parted lips as he reclined on a bench just outside of the Tavern everyone seemed to find themselves drawn to.
The male was beautiful in every way. His face was framed by dark hair that was stylishly spiked atop his head, He had one of those thick jaw, high cheek bone combos which many males would kill for. He had a pierced brow. His eyes were almond shaped, ocean green in color , framed with thick black lashes. His lips were the perfect size, neither to big nor to small, as was his nose. His breed was meant to be beautiful.
His body was another story. He was slim, yet built like a swimmer. The black form fitting tank tee he wore was meant to show off his abs and pecs. His jeans were dark and slim fit, covering his buckled black boots.
He had a bottle rested in his hand, atop his lap. The warm mid day breeze drifted past him, he was truely troubled, in need of company.