((I knew she wasn't blonde, but I had to make the comment anyway lol.))<br/><br/><strong>Jason Jefferson - Being quite rudely woken up.</strong><br/><br/>Jason yelped when the alcohol was poured directly into the bite marks on his neck, causing him to jump almost out of his skin until Leof was done bandaging the wound.  Opening his eyes, he glared as he stood on shaky legs, seeing his gun on the bar but his vision was still too damned blurry to do anything more than what he had already.  "When...I'm able to see again, that bitch vampire is going to die before this night is over."  Swaying before falling to his butt against the bar again, Jason growled, hating to be so fucking helpless as he looked to the two people near him, ignoring the dead body that used to be Louie earlier that night, now a full on buffet for the roaches.  Looking to Al, the ex marine sighed heavily, looking away as his cheeks turned quite rosy from his earlier outburst.  "I'm...sorry for what I said to you a few minutes ago.  I have a personal stake in things like this and I normally don't like people getting close, hence why I chewed your head off.  I've lost too much already to let someone near me now."  Was the only explanation he would give at that time as the crazy situation didn't seem to be getting any better.  Looking to Leofwine next, Jason nodded his approval of what he had accomplished so quickly.  "Steady hands, must make you a doctor or a surgeon of some kind since only a doctor could use this stuff as effectively as you seem to have."  The dressing was well done and it was doing the job of stemming the flow of his life blood.  He'd still need a full day of bed rest probably, but for now he was happy, strange as that feeling was to Jason these days, that the man had found it in his heart despite his own foul attitude to help him out when he needed it most.