Welcome to Gaia! ::

He was unfamiliar to the details regarding Jason’s status. All the hunter knew was that the other man required a chaperone of sorts to perform certain duties, and by accompanying Jason he could complete his own quota of regular duties. Wilson supposed this could be hitting two birds with one stone.

Jason moved slowly, like a man walking in a perpetual daze that almost worried the death hunter. But he answered his short inquiries just fine; there seemed to be nothing too abnormal about him, no maladies from what he could observe. Wilson himself wasn’t in the best of moods, but he’d been feeling down for a while now, which he preferred to blame on the gloomy, seasonal weather. Perhaps once spring and warmth finally broke through the fog he would feel more energetic.

But for now, he silently followed behind and through the portal.

Out of all the supernatural forces at play in this peculiar world, FEAR was the most familiar. Compared to the blind chaos of Insanity or the twist-your-stomach uneasiness of Distortion and whatever else he’d encountered his entire life, feeling the FEAR swirl around him almost like smoke or fog was normal. Perhaps comforting if he had to compare it to the rest.

The FEAR wrapped around both hunters like the awkward silence between them. It was simultaneously heavy and thin—thin because he could care less at the moment, but heavy because commonsense told him this was clumsy and messy and he really should start some conversation.

“It’d be nice if we don’t encounter anything today.”

At first it didn't seem like Jason had even heard Wilson speak, too busy staring at nothing and wanting to just go back and away from the scary house. But eventually his brain caught up and he looked the death hunters way. "Y-yeah...it-'ll be great." He brushed the back of his head awkwardly and looked the other way. "I d-don't w-want to see any h-horsemen here."

He rounded a corner, boots steeping on the broken wood underneath him and making enough noise to alert all four clans. "...Damn..." He stared at the half eaten floorboards, as if they were the source of all his woes. With a heavy sigh and sagging shoulders, the moon hunter lifted his foot off the debris and shuffled forwards, his mind fretting over how he couldn't even defend himself. Something was going to jump out at him now he just knew it.

As if he sensed something was preparing to get him, Jason looked over his shoulder, walking backwards to make sure nothing could sneak up behind him, even pulling out the runics to put up a measly defense.

He was so focus on looking for any dangers, that as he backed around a corner he felt something cold brush up against his coat-

"AIYE!" He screamed like a little girl, arms thrown up and accidentally letting the runics fly off into random directions. Only when he turned to see whom he had bumped into did he calm down. "O-h...H-hi Yuki..." He tried to muster up a smile, but it didn't reach his eyes, and soon faded back into a tired frown. Instead now he just felt like a fool for screaming.

"O-oh. D-don't hurt him." He turned to Wilson. "H-he's non hostile." Although even if the hunter did try to do anything Jason couldn't stop him. He was currently useless.