<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a1/a1/20/a1a120cd19cfaa03bcc0387601ffb3b2.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>NAME:</strong>Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Dinner (https://www.dhresource.com/0x0s/f2-albu-g7-M00-07-0D-rBVaSVubUYCAPM0jAAHOJntU2YA369.jpg/wool-herringbone-brown-tweed-groom-vests.jpg)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>August 23, 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>1700<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor--> Jazz bar<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Getting to know your hot new Kryptonian girlfriend-->Need to play the lottery tonight!<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Not a one night stand. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WlzY6cWpoMQ)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>Supergirl</strong><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>She smiled and giggled with delight when he kissed her cheek. "Well, I appreciate it. I just don't want to take advantage of your kindness", she replied.<br/><br/>Jackson looked at her and frowned. “That is too bad, I was hoping that you would take advantage of my kindness and any other parts of me you could get your hands upon.” He winked.<br/><br/>"That is true", she nodded, speaking softly so that one he would hear. "If the whereabouts of our base becomes known, it could put these people in danger. I hope that's something the League has thought about."<br/><br/>“I am sure it is, if not then we have to be extra vigilant to make sure that doesn’t come to pass. Considering it has been here for a while, it might be pretty safe.” He said with a shrug.<br/><br/>"Art is about emotion, not beauty. At least that's what our teacher says. It's about what the artist feels and wants to make the viewer feel, whether it's beauty, ugliness, sadness, or whatever. I'm just starting so I'm not exactly good either but my teacher says I have a good notion of space and form, whatever that means."<br/><br/>“Hmm, that makes sense. Maybe it means you know what you want in a particular space and your eye fits the form to the page so that it doesn’t look quirky. But shucks what do I know.” He stated as he knew he might be just as clueless with art.<br/><br/>She pondered the latter part of his answer. "I should probably learn some proper fighting techniques as well. With Kryptonite being more common than jelly beans - or so it appears sometimes - and some threats being on the same power level as us Kryptonians, I shouldn't rely solely on my powers."<br/><br/>“Now that I can help you with, I know several different fighting styles and some that can blend into many others. I am surprised you don’t have one that is native to Krypton?” He said sounding a bit too eager with that question, he had a passion for fighting even if he didn’t do it a lot he definitely knew how or many levels.<br/><br/>Kara followed him inside, and hung her handbag on the back of her chair before sitting in front of him. She smiled at the waitress, who seemed to look at her with some interest to the Kryptonian, making her somewhat uncomfortable before asking for their order.<br/><br/>Looking over the drinks menu at Jackson, she whispered "I actually have no idea what to pick. I've never been in a bar before."<br/><br/>“So you have never had alcohol more than likely it would take a lot to get you drunk anyway<em>…how old are you?...” </em>The last part he spoke in almost a dolphin pitch knowing she could hear him. He didn’t want her to feel embarrassed nor did he want her parents mad at him off the break. But just in case. He could drink like a fish he knew from the various frat parties he had been too.<br/><br/>“Two virgin sex on the beach please.” That would cover them both and give her the look of having a real drink.<br/>