The coursing river [R]

It was a bright day, one that would have been wasted staying inside, so Sean chose to take advantage of it. Dressed in the usual clothing the dark haired male found himself walking through Central Park, a nice enough place and it was him trying to get his daily exercise. Birds were fluttering about in the air, before landing upon the branches of trees, some to their nests. Taking a swig from the water bottle on hand, Sean pressed back into the belt around his waist, before continuing the little jog.  A breeze brushed along his cheek, drop of sweat falling down from his forehead, and falling off from there. He had to keep himself in shape somewhat, otherwise he would end up rather shitty when it came down to his powers not working, which would just be no good.

Perseus was relaxing by a tree in the park. His short hair blowing in the wind. He was off of his mutant hunting job and he knew not to kill mutants without pay. He both didn't want to waste bullets and attract attention from the MRD. They will either want him as a solider, or want his head. He is sadly, a mutant too. Perseus looked out in the park and noticed a man running. He looked alright for a young guy.

Perseus had a wife, yes. But he also had commitment issues, as well as jealously. He loves his wife very much but he just doesn't know when to stop. If you cross his wife and child, he will get your head as a trophy. Not will try, but simply will.

Perseus walked up to the man running and caught him. "Aye." Perseus tried to say in his best cool voice. He was already badass in his own thoughts but not to other people. "My name is Perseus. Yours?"

Sean was caught within thought, even while he was doing the whole jogging thing, mind reeling over many things, and then again nothing at all. It was kind of like how he usually did things while out and about, keeping himself at the peak of physical fitness or whatever. It was that, and the feel of the wind against his sweaty body was just therapeutic, cool and all the kind of things that the hydrokinetic seemed to enjoy. What drew him from this torpor was a male voice, somewhat husky yet intriguing in a way.
 
Turning to the male that had addressed, Sean gave him an intrigued look as if curious about why the male would choose to approach him. Surely he did not approach Sean for the pleasure of his company, since neither really knew one another. ’Hey.” Sean said with a slight smirk, pausing for a moment to consider…Persues. It was a unique name, one that he did not hear all that often, then again perhaps his parents were mythology nuts. ”Oh..um my name is Sean.”

Perseus looked at him for a second. His years of brute training told him that he was thinking about him. Something. But Perseus let that go, he was nice until you really got to know him. "Sean? Well hey Sean." Perseus said crossing his leg over one leg and squatting in air. "Walking hmm? You look like you've been at it for days." Perseus said with a wink. "Want to sit down?"