Keep on Walking; Fiasko

[Jason]

Fiasko returned his greeting with equal enthusiasm causing the smile along Jasons’ lips to broaden. He was proud of her. It wasn’t the same pride that a parent may have for a child, but rather a sense of satisfaction that someone had finally been gifted a deserved honor. Fiasko was someone that Jason had come to depend on. She had a love for the Gates and an obvious goal that would lead to its’ resurrection. No one would make a better queen. ”Oh, I am sure that is not true.” He said in response to her request of help. A light laugh hung below his words. ”You’ve been here far longer then I, but I’d be happy to help in whatever way possible.” His voice was deep, thick with underlying thoughts that he had been carrying for sometime. Fiasko had untapped potential that he could already see blossoming with each new encounter. Jason’s eyes rested easily upon Fiaskos’ face, and he watched her in the dull roar of silence that had come after he finished speaking. His gaze followed the wrinkles and scars that formed half her face and than merged into the slender, youthful side. Slowly Jason rocked forward and placed his nose to hers. It was a quick and gentle touch, and once he had inhaled her scent briefly he retreated to his former stance. ”Has anyone ever told you just how uniquely beautiful your scars are?” jason magical son of eol and ashling