• “It’s hand holding season.”
• “I got the biggest blanket for us to share.”
• “Get outside– you can see your breath in the air!” 
• “Your cheeks are so red; it’s so cute!” 
• “I’m not letting you forget an umbrella ever again.”
• “My mom made soup and sent some for me to give to you.”
• “I got us matching fuzzy socks.”
• “This scarf isn’t big enough for two people.”
• “If your hands get cold, you can put them in my pockets.”
• “Maybe if I kiss you, you’ll feel warmer.” 
• “I don’t care if it’s freezing, I want to walk through the park!”
• “I made hot chocolate.” 
• “Hug me; I’m cold and love you.”
• “Your coat makes you look like a penguin.”
• “Are you really walking in public wrapped in a blanket?”
• “My bunny slippers are too cool for you.”
• “These roses cost extra because of the season– I hope you’ll give me extra kisses as thanks.” 
• “Are you cold? Let’s cuddle, it’ll make you warmer.”
• “What time is it? Don’t answer, it’s Christmas.”
• “If it snows, wake me up.”
• “I thought it would get warm in the day, but I was wrong.”
• “You stole another of my hoodies, didn’t you?”
• “Christmas songs this early?”
• “Please stay warm; I don’t want you to get sick.”
• “I refuse to let you go– I’m cold.”
• “It’s icy outside– also, can you help me limp to the couch?”
• “I don’t need mistletoe to kiss you.”
• “I’m glad I get to spend this season with you.”
• “You’re my designated cuddle-buddy tonight so stay close.”
• “Pajamas and movies sounds really nice.”
• “Your favorite winter drink was back on the menu, so I got it for you.”
• “Can we take holiday card pictures together?”
• “Your cheeks are rosy and cute.”
• “Are you shivering?”
• “I ran you a bath since it’s freezing outside.”
• “Stay in bed with me, it’s warmer here.”
• “I don’t understand how you love this kind of weather so much.”
• “I know you’re excited about the snow, but please put on better shoes than slippers!”
• “The cookies and I are the only things hot this season.”
• “I bought you a beanie! Isn’t the pompom cute?”
• “Are you blushing or cold?”
• “Oh, darn, I seem to have forgotten my mittens– please warm my hands?”
• “Is it too early for Santa hats?”
• “I don’t think cold weather is an excuse to drink ten times more coffee.”
• “Well, you can never have too much hot chocolate.”
• “I’m gonna stay up and wait for it to snow.”
• “Being with you makes the season even better.”
• “Since it’s cold should I start calling you ‘snow angel’?”
• “Matching hoodies!”
• “Are you going to share this coat with me all night?”

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Russel slipped the boxers on, followed by a pair of comfortable pants. His skin was still cold from the rain, but figured his sheets could take care of the rest of him.

“Aura’s mostly taken care of the bleeding,” he groaned as he took a seat on the edge of the bed, slowly easing himself down into a prone position.

He then stuck his arm out towards Lucina, making humming noises, which were supposed to convey without actual words that he wanted her to join him.

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“Believe me, I know how you feel,” Jason said to Percy. Lucina’s jokes aside, he was Russel Thrush’s older brother, after all.”

He then turned back to Lucina. “Well, you being surprised tells me you haven’t gone snooping around my old bedroom… yet. So thanks for that, I suppose.”

The last crate was stored and he breathed a sigh of relief, now free to answer whatever questions Lu had.

“I thought I overheard something about Russ badgering someone for free tickets. I should’ve put that together sooner, but I’ve had a lot on my mind.”

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“Didn’t right any of ‘em,” he answered simply, continuing to stack cases in the back of the vehicle. “I leave that sort of thing to the professionals over here.”

Cue a sarcastic comment from one of the band members coming from inside the building.

Jason seemed unconcerned with the fact that she had recorded him. He did make the choice to go on stage after all. He know there was a chance he’d end up on someone’s scroll at some point. What did surprise him was whose it was.

“That’s just stuff I’ve listened to for pretty much my whole life. Used to spend way too much time tracking down bass tabs so I could actually play them.”

He then titled his head towards Percy.

“Friend of yours?”

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“Very funny,” Russel groaned,continuing to let Lucina lead him, holding his head in his free hand as the adrenaline wore off and the beating he took really started to catch up with him.

“Let’s just get inside. I need to rest my… everything.”

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He oohed and aahed at every turn and twirl. She was giving him her earnest performance, it was only natural he would act like a proper audience member. 

How must that feel? Like a dragster thundering across a long road with no end in sight? A memory bubbled to the surface in his mind, the sensation of falling, the cold air ripping into him. But it had come to an end when she returned. 

Down on one knee he observed the Lancer.  Now his expertise was mostly contained to the human condition but he was far from ignorant in this regard either. 

The Grimm attempted to poke his eye out with its long leg but the masked smoothly dodged it and announced his result. “This one has seen combat.” he noted a dent in his abdomen “What do you make of that, given the circumstances Melia?” 

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Sure, Lucina’s presence hat caught him off guard, but Jason more or less managed to shake the initial surprise off and carry on with the show. It was at this point that he went back to his previous role, playing his bass and providing backing vocals when necessary.

Once things wrapped up and he and the rest of the group were backstage getting ready to leave is when he really started to wonder what his brother’s girlfriend would have to say about what she had just seen.

It was a few minutes later while he was loading equipment into the back of a van behind the bar that he noticed her walking by with whoever she had brought along.

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“Uhhh,” Russel wiped the rain from his face and around his eyes as best he could before taking a quick look around.

“I think s- wait, hold on.”

He noticed on of the goons slowly making his way to his feet and took it upon himself to deliver one last kick to make sure he wouldn’t be waking up for at least an other half hour or so.

“Okay, that’s all of them…. We should go, right?”

• “That’s a lot of blood…” 
• “That’s not good…” 
• “I think that’s more than a little cut.”
• “You’re looking rather pale.”
• “You’re bleeding!”
• “That doesn’t look good…” 
• “I don’t think that’s suppose to come out.” 
• “That’s a bit of an interesting angle for that to go at.” 
• “How do I get it to stop?!” 
• “How are you still standing?!”
• “Don’t get up, you’ll make it worse.” 
• “What happened to you?”
• “I can’t feel my fingers anymore…” 
• “Everything hurts.” 
• “Is everything supposed to go dark?”
• “Ow, yeah, okay, that’s starting to hurt.” 
• “It’s just a cut.” 
• “I’ve had worse.” 
• “You’re bleeding all over my floor!” 
• “You better not die on me.” 
• “They got a lucky shot…” 
• “Next time don’t call me to come over only to find you in a pool of your own blood!” 
• “You need to keep pressure on it.” 
• “Don’t move!” 
• “That looks nasty.” 
• “Am I dying?” 
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Jason cleared his throat, took his pick in his hand, and positioned himself in front of the microphone. By this point, he was noticeably sweating. He hadn’t filled in on stage for a while and forgot how draining it could actually be, which was probably why he was content to take a backseat after this song was through.

Speaking of which, it was time to begin. It started slow at first, just a light, simple chord progression. In an instant, however, things quickly picked up in speed and in volume. And just like that, Jason was leaning into the mic again. 

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“No complaints,” he grunted, getting to his feet to face off against one goon both had neglected. He gave the street brawler a quick shove, turning him around, before running full speed and drop kicking him towards Lucina.

“Incoming!”

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