((give be a chance to post! Geez, I thought this was going to be single posting thing then GM post... :/))
Jason sighs out slightly as he sitting the police building, being tested from blood work and on down. He rolled his eyes as the officer yelled at him over the night. "Okay, okay geez....Can I go no-" His comment was cut short from the explosion outside. He stiffens up as the police rush out to see the problem. He waits there a few moments, frowning until Jack "enters" the room, boiling up the coffee and causing the empty chair to lean back. He was partly glad the ghost was such a talker, only making out about half of what he sat. He rubs his eyes, his sight shifting to see a gaseous form of the pryomatic. He jumps slightly as the other ghost, his sister, zoom in and try and talk to him. He gathered the urging of him not to go, but he wasn't about to let this poltergeist hurt anyone else.
"Whatever, whatever. I'll go...just don't hurt anyone..." He sighs out, standing up and grabbing his guitar.












