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bound_jasper (bound_jasper) wrote in bound_rp,
@ 2013-09-05 05:35:00

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in progress, jasper clark, private, sarah lewis

Date: September 5th, 2012
Time: 6:30 PM
Location: Crescent Cove
Characters: Jasper Clark, and Sarah Lewis
Description: Jasper and Sarah drive into Crescent Cove to establish a base of ops.
Status: Private-ish/ Incomplete

Jasper gripped the steering wheel tightly as he took a hairpin turn around a corner. He smiled, clearly having fun driving like a fucking idiot. The ipod that was sitting in one of the empty cupholders fell onto the floor and slid across the new floormat. Their previous car had died. Literally. It got crushed by an angry werewolf who used a crane to crush it. Needless to say, it pissed Jasper off to no end. They saved the daughter of a Chevrolet dealer, and the reward was a new car. Jasper wanted something economical, and Sarah wanted something a little more flashy. They settled on a Chevrolet Volt, and never looked back. He laughed a little more as he took the last turn that lead into the town.

It wasn't a super large town, but it wasn't small either. They had stoplights, which was at least one more than the last town they drove through. "This song is bullshit. Who listens to this shit?" He said as he leaned forward, grabbed the ipod, and shuffled through until he found a song he knew the words to. "I don't know why I let you put songs on here." He was only half-joking. He loved Sarah to pieces, but in his opinion, she had shit for taste in music. Even though Jasper was a red blooded, straight male, he couldn't resist the simplicity of top forty bubblegum pop. "No better song than 'My Humps', in my opinion." He sang the chorus line out loud. "My humps, my humps, my humps, my humps..." He stopped singing abruptly when his stomach growled at him.

"We need to find something foreclosed on that we can squat in until we can find something more permanent, just like normal." He said aloud, merely trying to gather his thoughts. "Can you pass me one of the burgers? I'm staaaaaaaarving."

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bound_sarah
2013-09-05 11:50 pm UTC (link)

Sarah had been holding on for dear life since they had taken off from the car dealership. She didn’t understand why she didn’t get to drive. Jasper always drove like a mad man driving out of hell when he got a new car. They had almost hit an eighteen wheeler, two trucks, and one slow moving car. She was surprised they hadn’t been pulled over yet. She watched the IPod fall over but couldn’t stop it. It was a victim of war and it would have to save itself. She thought as she watched it slide back and forth across the floor of the car.

She missed the last car they had, but at least that one had an ‘oh shit’ handle to hold onto. She frowned as she listened to Jasper insult her music choice and then changed it to this trash that he liked. Sure, she liked new stuff every now and then, but nothing was as good as the classics. “Hey! I was listening to that! And Queen is not….Bull poop…” She said stumbling over the last words not wanting to curse in their new car.

“And besides its better than that Barbie girl song you just LOVE. And the only ‘Humps’ you should be worried about right now are the ones in the road you seem to keep hitting!” She said as she began rolling her eyes and leaning against the door to look out the window. This town looked nice and safe, so she was sure something bad was crawling around destroying it from the sewers up.

She looked over when Jasper asked about a place to squat, and pulled out her phone typing in the name of the town and such. “You already ate your burgers and you aren’t eating mine again.” She said in a matter of fact tone as she kept looking through her phone.

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bound_jasper
2013-09-06 12:38 am UTC (link)

"I know, but for yours and my sake, I decided to switch it to something better. You'll thank me when you're older. Besides, 'Barbie Girl' is a classic. Life in plastic, it's fantastic!" He said with a smile. Clearly he had hit his head too many times and damaged the part of the brain that could identify good music. "Hey! What have I said about using that filthy fucking language in Dirtbag Sally? Shit." He laughed as they pulled around and exited onto the road that lead through the city.

"If I can't have a burger, we'll have to stop at a bar or something. I need a drink. Maybe two. Maybe four." He mused as he slowed to a gentle stop. He hated red lights. "Did you find anything yet? There has to be something nearby. Convenient access to the city would be a great plus, instead of having to drive from ass nowhere." He eased off the pedal and drove forward, while trying to find someplace to stop and eat that had a bar too. He deserved a beer. He always deserved a beer, regardless of whether he really did or not. Who was honest when it came to beer anyway. "Ooooh! That looks like a good place!" He said as he pointed to a pub styled place.

He swerved into the turning lane, cutting off another car in the process. He wasn't a bad driver really, he was actually an amazing driver. It looked bad, but he had an excellent command of timing, and what the car could and couldn't do. He had never been the cause of an accident, and to him, that meant he wasn't as bad of a driver as people said he was.

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bound_sarah
2013-09-07 02:59 am UTC (link)

“For my sake please don’t make me listen to that song EVER again.” Sarah said sighing a little. “It says here that in the shopping district one of the two story buildings was closed due to a little smoke damage on the bottom floor. They said that the mayor of the town….Who is 78 years old…God someone needs to retire.” Sarah said snorting a little. “Any way! He said that the smoke damage could hurt small children or blah blah blah, anyway it’s closed and no one is allowed in. So I guess we can chill there, it even has a shower!” She said wiggling a little excitedly. Most places they went to squat didn’t have running water so this was a step up.

“Do we really have to go to a bar, you know I hate going to bars.” She said almost whining watching the pub go by frowning watching two men walking out holding each other up and stumbling around. She hated the bar scene, to loud and to many people acting ridicules. It was a good place for information she knew but other than that she wasn’t for it.

She looked up at the light and let out a deep breath. She wanted to say something about his driving but really there was no point in it. She swayed back and forth as he cut around the road and just held on wishing there was an ‘Oh shit’ handle for the hundredth time that day.

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bound_jasper
2013-09-07 04:27 am UTC (link)

"Awww! You know you love it. That's why they made a repeat button." He knew exactly how far he could push her before she ripped the system out of the dash, and he thought he might be getting close. Far be it for him to do anything to endanger Dirtbag Sally. "Oh wow! Great job Sarah! That will be perfect! Annnnd running water!" He was incredibly happy, and impressed. "Dibs on first use." He called out as he sailed past the bar. "This is cause to celebrate! Let's go someplace nice then!" He continued driving down the road to find something a little more 'high class'.

He slowed down and pulled into a parking lot adjoining a bar and restaurant called 'The Banyan'. "This place looks great, right? We'll use one of the special cards." He said as he tapped the center console that contained their fake cards. His stomach growled again as he put the car into park.

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bound_sarah
2013-09-08 02:42 am UTC (link)

She gave him a look that could make milk spoil before snapping her eyes back to her phone. She was a kind person but he knew just what to do to make her lose it for a moment and say things she felt guilty for saying later…only a little bit though. She did smile a little at the compliment for finding a good place; she always felt good knowing she did a good job on something like research or finding a good place to stay.

“That’s fine as long as you don’t take all the hot water; I love a cold shower as much as the next gal but I would rather skip the shivering please.” She said exasperatedly before clicking her phone off. She leaned forward and started to dig around to find the card she knew he liked to use before waving it in the air. “Found it!” She said happily before looking at the place for the first time Jasper had picked. She gave another small smile and whispered a little thank you to him. It was a nice looking place and the sound coming from the building made it feel welcoming.

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bound_jasper
2013-09-08 05:33 am UTC (link)

Jasper grinned. "Now, you know I'd never use all the hot water. Believe me I know how thick your hair is and how much hot water it can soak up." He reached into the back seat and pulled out his FBI costume, and hers as well. "This looks like a pretty classy place, so this wouldn't hurt to help us get in the door." He was knowledgeable about things this, and normally she didn't protest.

He put up the sunshade for a little privacy before he undressed and redressed in the car. He had become pretty good at it, and he didn't care if she saw him or not. She was like a sister to him, and they had seen eachother in different states of undress, so him being in his skivies likely wouldn't make her uncomfortable. Jasper searched in the glove box and pulled out their fake FBI badges, and placed one of their fake cards in his wallet. "Ok. Ready to go?"

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bound_sarah
2013-09-08 11:12 pm UTC (link)

She chuckled “it’s not that thick…” She said as she took off her seat belt. She started to pull off her jacket and pulled her suit closer to herself as Jasper started to get dressed. She hated changing in the car sometimes, but they had to do what they had to do. After struggling with her pants for a moment she pushed them down slowly showing off her boxers. She hated girl underwear; they always made her feel funny. Boxers always made it easier to run or move around, unless they had to go into the swamps. Then it was girl panties ALL the way.

After pulling on her suit jacket and buttoning the bottom few she pulled down the sun visor and started fixing her hair into a smooth bun. After pulling one strand of her bangs down she twisted her finger around it before letting it bounce up a bit. “Yes! Do I look ok? Did I forget my pants again?” she asked looking down at herself before picking some lint off of her knee.

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bound_jasper
2013-09-09 04:52 am UTC (link)

He smiled. "Alright, badge ready? We are about to eat like we deserve. As much as we can!" Jasper hopped out of the car and closed the door with his hip, and clapped his hands excitedly as he walked with her to the Banyan door, and skipped in the line to the front, with badges pulled and displayed. "Hello. Sorry ladies and gentleman, official Bureau business." He said as they reached the front.

"Hello, we are agents White, and Black with the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and we don't have long for dinner, and were hoping you might be able to fit us in, on short notice. You know, for Federal Agents." He straightened his tie.

Before the maitre'd could tell them that they'd have to wait like everyone else, a rather handsome man approached them, and the maitre'd.

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bound_valerian
2013-09-09 05:22 am UTC (link)

"Now now now, I'm sure we can accommodate these fine government employees. Surely we must have someplace that we can fit them in. Let them eat at the bar if they need to, but I will not turn away two fine agents of the FBI at my establishment. I'm Valerian, by the way, and welcome to The Banyan." He said with a smile as he ushered them with him, into the restaurant.

"I'm afraid that we don't have any tables in the restaurant open, but the bar, upstairs has plenty of room, and the chef's table is actually available tonight as well. You can go to the bar, or the chef's table in the kitchen, or we can upgrade someone else's table to the chef's table, and you can eat at a table in the dining room. It's up to you, my dear." Valerian said, clearly talking to Sarah. Valerian knew how important it was to make friends with law enforcement, which was why they provided monthly dinners to the local police free of charge.

"So, where'll it be?"

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bound_sarah
2013-09-10 01:25 am UTC (link)

She laughed and followed behind him before setting her face into a more professional mask. She may enjoy playing around but when it came to her role as an FBI agent she took it seriously and made sure to pull off the role. She really thought it was funny how Jasper named them Black and White, like good cop bad cop. She stood behind Jasper listening to him talk to the man at the door and looked over at a pair of women giggling and looking at their phones. Sometimes she wondered what she would have been like if she wasn’t a hunter. Would she giggle and laugh at something a boy sent her in a text massage or go cloths shopping and work at some food place for a living….sounded kind of boring now that she thought about it. She smiled and looked forward before following Jasper inside.

As Jasper pitched their plea a man walked forward and Sarah blushed a bit. He was a rather attractive man if she didn’t say so. She was surprised when he seemed to address her; most people would talk to Jasper first since he seemed to have more of an authority feel to him. She smiled at him and turned her body towards him to speak to him properly. “Well as much as I love watching people cook I would feel in the way in your kitchen, I hope you wouldn’t mind if we were to eat in your dining room. That is if it’s not too much trouble we know you are taking time out for us and I appreciate it very much.” She said sounding very grateful; she was so tired of eating burgers and fries.

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bound_valerian
2013-09-10 03:29 pm UTC (link)

He smiled back at her politely, "Very well then. Excellent choice, but you must come one night and eat at the Chef's table, as my guests. I insist!" He said as he lead them through the dining room, and up to a table occupied by two very affectionate people. "First date." Valerian whispered before addressing the young couple. "Dante and Tricia, right?" He asked, before he began telling them a long story about how the couple who had reserved the Chef's table originally, had bailed because the husband was a cheapskate. "You see, so now we have an opening, and I immediately thought of you two, seeing as it is your first date. Why not make it a special one?" He said with a raise of an eyebrow.

The couple excitedly agreed, and Valerian helped them take their plates to the kitchen before instructing Nova, their server (and also the lead server) that she would be taking the table. She quickly wiped down the table with the assistance of a busboy, and had it re-clothed and set in less than a minute.

She placed the menus on the table in front of them, and smiled. "I'll get you some water while you browse the menu." She smiled, and walked away with her blue ponytail bouncing with each step.

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bound_jasper
2013-09-10 04:16 pm UTC (link)

Jasper watched their interaction quietly and nearly accused her of being smitten. Perhaps it was just the light, but he was a handsome man. Not as handsome as himself though. Nobody was as handsome as Jasper, in his own opinion. He quite possibly was the most narcissistic person he had ever known, but at least he was kind. He could have definitely been worse, that much was for sure.

He watched with interest as Valerian manipulated the couple into taking the Chef's table. He made that shit up on the spot. Impressive. Jasper watched as the waitress and the busboy worked in synchronization. They were quick, efficient, and did jobs that nobody else wanted to do. They had things in common. Different, but similar at the same time, and none of them got paid what they deserved. That was the damn truth.

Jasper watched as the blue haired vixen walked away. He eyed her full figure and smiled at her as she grabbed two glasses of water with cucumber in them, and began walking back towards the table. He opened the menu, and marveled at the creations. He knew immediately that if there were no prices listed, then the food would be expensive, and worth it.

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bound_sarah
2013-09-10 11:12 pm UTC (link)

Oh a good looking man and a good liar, something most good looking men had in common. She thought letting out a puff of air watching the man lie to that couple, she watched them walk away and whisper excitedly to each other. Smiling she looked back at the waiters move around fast to clean up the table and get everything out and ready. Never having worked in a food place or any job before (besides going under cover) she had never had the pleasure of putting up with people wanting food or complaining about something not being the way they ordered it. She was sure that if she ever stopped being a hunter, working at a restraint would not be up on the list of –things to do after retirement-.

Sitting down across from Jasper she looked at her menu and pursed her lips. She was never good at picking stuff that she wanted to eat. She usually just listened to Jasper talk about stuff on the menu. (Since he liked to hear himself talk.) And picked from whatever sounded good. She picked up her water and sipped slowly looking around “This really is a good place, it is very nice.”

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bound_jasper
2013-09-14 12:18 am UTC (link)

Jasper browsed the menu, eyes clearly bigger than his stomach. "How about we order one of everything!" He replied with a laugh as he continued reading the menu, until something popped out at him. "Oooooh! Look Beef Wellington! Oh! Kobe Beef Steak too!" His mouth watered as he tried to figure out which he would have. Sarah could have the other, so he could at least try it.

He waited for the waitress to return, so he could first of all flirt with her, and secondly order. Not necessarily in that order. She smiled as she looked at him and smiled warmly. "So, what can I...get for you?" She asked, unable to dial her hormones back.

"I think we'll have the Kobe Steak medium for my friend here, and I'll have the Beef Wellington, chef's choice. We will also have the Surf Sampler, and I'll have a glass of the house white. What would you like to drink?" He said to the waitress, and then asked Sarah what she wanted to drink.

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