[Jasper and Aidan] Who: Aidan and Jasper Where: Aidan's Workshop/Home When: Post-Curfew but not too late in the evening. Status: In progress.
Jasper walked as quickly as possible with the contents of her latest run to the outskirts of the city in the messenger bag that was thrown over one shoulder. It wasn't much and what there was badly needed repair if it were to be viable at all. It seemed like perhaps she needed to begin pushing her boundaries again, between her and the few others in her trade they seemed to have picked the outskirts clean.
As if it wasn't irking enough that her bounty was far from plentiful she was also running her own errands. She was supposed to have people for this, she had a whole plethora of girls who were trained spies at her disposal and she was still running her own errands. It peeved her more than just a little and she couldn't help but think wistfully about what she could be doing right now. At this hour of the night the Cabaret would have been in full swing, which was after all why Jack told her she couldn't have any of the girls for a, quote, personal errand. She sighed to herself quietly with her head down and her hands in her pockets.
When she'd finally reached the address that had been given to her she doubled checked the scribbled address Jade had given her before she rang the door bell. There was a few seconds of looking around before she spotted it and looked into it then back to the door. "This Jeepster asshole better not be slow" she muttered to herself crossing her arms across her chest and shifting her weight to one hip to wait.