08-18-2014, 08:23 AM
Jared laughed as he blew smoke out, making the effort to blow it away from Jay. "It's not really all that exciting. People like me have been disappearing, so we tend to keep it to ourselves. I've barely used it until now. You're one of three people that know besides myself."
Jared had heard Jay mention the discharge, but he didn't worry about it. It was in the man's past and they were brothers-in-arms now. If he was good enough for the Legion, he was good enough for Jared.
"I was in MARSOC too. Worked in special recon. Commando and intel gathering and shit like that. My unit was doing a training exercise, when my partner was injured. Nothing bad - just a cut from a nail, but I felt the need to call it in. Suddenly before our eyes the wound just closed. That's the first time I used magic."
Jared sighed as he put out his cigarette. "Got sick after that - apparently some sort of side effect. It goes away after you learn to control it, but it's how the kidnappers or whoever the hell they are find you. Anyways - since then, I was a member of SWAT for the Roswell Police Department and then came here because civilian life just wasn't for me."
Jared picked up his gun from the table and holstered it. "I thought the rest would do me good, but I'm still exhausted. I've seen others do much more than that, so hopefully it's like a muscle and the more I use it, the stronger it gets, but I don't think I got anymore in me right now. Thanks for your help man, hope I didn't waste too much of your day."
Jared said grinning as he turned with the other man to leave the basement.
Jared had heard Jay mention the discharge, but he didn't worry about it. It was in the man's past and they were brothers-in-arms now. If he was good enough for the Legion, he was good enough for Jared.
"I was in MARSOC too. Worked in special recon. Commando and intel gathering and shit like that. My unit was doing a training exercise, when my partner was injured. Nothing bad - just a cut from a nail, but I felt the need to call it in. Suddenly before our eyes the wound just closed. That's the first time I used magic."
Jared sighed as he put out his cigarette. "Got sick after that - apparently some sort of side effect. It goes away after you learn to control it, but it's how the kidnappers or whoever the hell they are find you. Anyways - since then, I was a member of SWAT for the Roswell Police Department and then came here because civilian life just wasn't for me."
Jared picked up his gun from the table and holstered it. "I thought the rest would do me good, but I'm still exhausted. I've seen others do much more than that, so hopefully it's like a muscle and the more I use it, the stronger it gets, but I don't think I got anymore in me right now. Thanks for your help man, hope I didn't waste too much of your day."
Jared said grinning as he turned with the other man to leave the basement.