SHE WAS HIS REASON AND HIS LIFE // private

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia]It was time.


    Jasper had been fretting this over for weeks, his every moment stressing over this subject. And she knew! She knew, and he still was worried. It didn't make any sense. He knew this would go well; it wasn't like he thought this would end badly. Still, he couldn't help be be wildly anxious, horrified of the unknown. What if he messed up? What if he lost the necklace? What if, what if, what if?


    The agender vampire took in a shaky inhale, no matter how unnecessary that was. If he had a working heart, he was sure it would be beating out of his chest right now. He closed his tawny eyes, taking in careful, calculated breaths as he positioned the items he had brought with him behind him. It was only a matter of time before she appeared.


    God, he hoped this went well.


    [spoiler=tags][font=georgia]GENERAL
    jasper whitlock-hale / npc x npc / agender / he/him / 30 months physically / 172 years spiritually / blizzardclan / head combatant / russet tabby / eyes change color based on hunger / heavily scarred / demipanromantic demipansexual / southern accent / based off jasper hale from twilight


    PERSONALITY
    cold / stoic / majorly empathetic / cuts off empathy / self-loathing / militaristic / polite / southern gentleman / overprotective / uncontrollable thirst / has ptsd and dpd / logical


    POWERS
    super speed / super strength / project & manipulate emotions / eye color manipulation (uncontrollable) / vampirism / super senses / venomous fangs / glows in sunlight


    INTERACTION
    extreme physically / easy mentally / highly trained / attack in bold white / no kill / pm for capture / okay to powerplay non-offensive interactions

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia]She always knew when he was coming.


    She'd see it, of course. Her mind was so in tune with his, she could practically see his every decision. They were no longer two separate entities -- they were one whole, two smaller parts working for a bigger cause. She knew his move, and he hers. It was unnatural how the couple were. How eerily close they were, how one was not complete without the other. They were the epitome of the term soul mates.


    So when she knew Jasper was coming, she flitted to the border, faster than ever. Had he finally decided to propose? By the look on his face, something was on his mind. Without saying a word, she wrapped her dainty arms around his neck, breathing in his familiar, sweet smell and nestled her face into his fur. It had only been a few days since their last visit, but it felt like days. Years, even. Any time away from him was too long. "Hey Jazz." She whispered, voice muffled against his neck.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia]When Alice had her arms wrapped around him, all his worries and troubles washed away. His head began swimming and he forgot everything. All that matter in that instant was her. Gravity didn't hold him to the earth anymore -- she did. Feeling her cool breath against him, he shuddered; God, he had missed her. It had only been days, but again, that was still too long. If he had his way, he would never be away from her. It killed him not knowing where she was all the time and what she was doing. Not that he didn't trust her or think she could defend herself -- she was his frightening little monster, after all -- but he still worried. He was incredibly protective; he'd lost everything good in his life, and he wasn't about to let her go.


    Jasper carefully untangled her arms linked around his neck so he could stare into her eyes. Her eyes, so big and brown and warm. No matter what color they were, he would always be able to recognize her. The glint of enthusiasm she constantly held in her gaze, the way they lit up when she saw him. It made him melt. He blinked a few times, realizing he was lost in thought. He sucked in another unnecessary gulp of air. "I have something for you." He began, picking his words carefully. Without taking his eyes off her, he reached around him and grabbed the pastel scarf, waiting for her response.


    [spoiler=tags][font=georgia]GENERAL
    jasper whitlock-hale / npc x npc / agender / he/him / 30 months physically / 172 years spiritually / blizzardclan / head combatant / russet tabby / eyes change color based on hunger / heavily scarred / demipanromantic demipansexual / southern accent / based off jasper hale from twilight


    PERSONALITY
    cold / stoic / majorly empathetic / cuts off empathy / self-loathing / militaristic / polite / southern gentleman / overprotective / uncontrollable thirst / has ptsd and dpd / logical


    POWERS
    super speed / super strength / project & manipulate emotions / eye color manipulation (uncontrollable) / vampirism / super senses / venomous fangs / glows in sunlight


    INTERACTION
    extreme physically / easy mentally / highly trained / attack in bold white / no kill / pm for capture / okay to powerplay non-offensive interactions