As much as food was the last thing he should be worrying about considering the complications he’d found himself in, Vincent hadn’t eaten since sometime last night during the pool party, and even then it had been mostly a [i]liquid[/i] diet. After JJ left the car in a hurry, Vin had wanted to take off just as well, and get the hell out of whatever mess he’d been pulled into, forgetting everything he heard and saw just to go back to his comfortable life. But some semblance of morality crept in and slapped him upside his narrow-minded head, reminding him that there were much larger issues, that, or his new psychotic friend Nate was starting to make some sense.

His thoughts, however, dwelled on [i]her[/i]. Thoughts that didn’t seem familiar to him in the slightest and yet she was there, rummaging around in his head nonetheless. Vin thought it was some kind of silly infatuation that keep her on his mind, and somewhat true as that might be, he also realized it wasn’t just that. He recalled JJ leaned over his body in the alley, cupping his hands in hers, and moments later, the pain slowly dissipated as though it were being pulled from his body. 

[i]Whatever it was, she left a lingering impression...[/i]

“So, Nate, tell me about this girl, what’s her name?...[i]Jen?[/i]. What part does she play in the grand scheme of things? Why were you hired to track her down if you’re also…” He paused, trying to think of a term for whatever [i]they[/i] were. “...ya know, ‘special’?”

Vin crossed his arms and stared out the window, watching as city life flew by at whatever speed Nate was pushing the accelerator. “...Just curious is all, not that I care anything about her…” He snorted, keeping one eye peeled for JJ, and the other for a McDonald’s drive-thru.

[@Subject Zero]