Posts by jazzy158965

Jasper grated his teeth when he saw the scratches, forcing himself not to find whoever was responsible and pounding into a pulp.
He smiled at her as she played with his hair. It was nice just to sit and enjoy each others company. It was something he'd really been missing since Tyler died. Shaking himself from that subject he asked, "So, where in town do you to?"

Jasper nodded as she described the way to her house, "Okay, cool, that's only about a five minute walk from where I live."
He nudged her back, "What do you mean?" Jasper asked, plucking a blade of grass and tying it in half a dozen different knots. Pulling out his phone to check the time, he saw it was already 3:45pm, but he didn't have to be anywhere, so he placed his phone back in his pocket.

Jasper looked at his shoes, "Naw, nobodies ever really been interested, I guess." Then he smiled and laughed, "Or maybe I'm just too intimidating." He looked back up at Brook. "What about you? Did you have any boys chasing after you where you used to live?"

Jasper leaned in towards her, but snapped back upright when her phone rang, his lips pursed. He flopped down on his back, staring at the clouds.
When she finished, he looked at her, "Everything alright?" He asked, hoping that he wasn't prying.

Jasper smiled at her, "Hey, you know what? You could use my car for awhile. I don't get my cast off for sometime, and it would give you something to drive until you find your own car. If you come over I can show it to you." He offered, "But we'd have to walk there. We missed the bus and my mom doesn't get off work until 6:30pm."

(I love this character! He's like my ideal boyfriend kinda guy :))

Jasper nodded, "Yeah, you could. Or, since we live near each other, you could take my car and then pick me up in the mornings. That way neither of us would have to ride the bus. If it was okay with your dad."
He really wished that her father hadn't called just then. He liked Brook a lot and didn't want things to be awkward between them.

"Okay, sure, sounds good." Jasper said, smiling as she tried to see the leaf. Leaning over, he blew the leaf off her head before standing and offering her his good hand. "Ready to go?" He asked, his blonde hair tousled from when she had played with it. Jasper didn't mind though, but what guy ever complained about having a cute girl play with his hair?

OOC: A header is a dog who uses eye contact (staring, pretty much) to direct livestock. This works best on sheep and goats. Headers who work with larger live stock (Cattle, Horses, ect.)may have to be more forceful, say, snapping at the nose or something on the like.
A Heeler is a cow who drives from behind, by snapping at the heels and driving them animal by circling to the outside to turn them the correct direction.
At one point or another, dogs will have to use both these tactics to successfully herd their charges. But just put down which one your character is best at.
Hope that answers your question and I'm glad you joined XD

Jasper swallowed when she didn't let go of his hand. It wasn't that he disliked it, it was that he was just a bit nervous. About what, he didn't know. Stooping down to grab his bags, he took the opportunity to adjust the cuff of his pants around his shoe. Standing back up, he slung his backpack over his right shoulder and looked at Brook to see if she was ready.
Deciding to resume conversation, he asked, "So, what do your parents do for a living?"

Jasper listened as Brook told him about her parents, "Oh, coo-" He stopped mid-sentence as she kissed him on the cheek. Wow, I wonder if I should've seen that coming, he thought to himself. He paused a moment, then smiled and took her hand, leading her down the hill. "Come on," he murmured, looking back over his shoulder at her, "I know a short cut to my house."

(So sorry for slow post. Been working on my new thread and my sister was in here being a pain in the butt.)

Seeing that she felt a bit uncomfortable, he let go of her hand and walked beside her. Thinking quickly, he asked, "What kind of company do your parents work for?" Pulling they bracelet out of his pocket, he began tying it in knots and then untying them with his right arm. It was something he'd begun doing recently when he was nervous or bored, or just needed something to do with his hands.

Jasper twisted the bracelet in an angry knot all of a sudden, shoving back in his jean pocket. He kept walking a few steps in silence before he answered. "My mom has a job at an auto parts shop in town. She's a driver for them," Jasper paused again before continuing. "And my father.... Walked out on us when I was ten. Haven't heard from him since. No phone calls. No letters. No postcards. No emails, nothing. He wants nothing to do with my mom and me, and we want nothing to do with him." He spoke with anger in his voice and pain in his eyes. Taking a deep breath, Jasper calmed himself down, kicking at a rock as he walked. "Sorry. Shouldn't have dumped that on you," he murmured quietly, not meeting Brook's eyes.

Thanks for joining guys, just need one more person before we start our rp.

(okay, I'm back, sorry. I had to go live in the real world for a few hours XD)

Jasper intertwined his fingers with Brook's, squeezing them gently to let her know that he was fine and not mad at her. He nodded, "Yeah, well, what do ya do?" He stated simply.
"Uh, just another couple of minutes. It's probably less than a half mile from here." Chasing the last of the anger and sadness away, he smiled at Brook, his gray-blue eyes shadowed by the trees around and above them.
After a few more minutes of walking on the forest trail, they arrived at his house. It wasn't much, just a single story house with a fenced in yard and a small vegetable garden. "Here we are. Home sweet home," he smiled. "I hope you like dogs..."
Just then a loud bark came from behind the house followed by a great, golden streak that barreled toward them at breakneck speed. "Easy, Jazz!" Jasper shouted just before the streak hit him in the chest, knocking him over flat on his back. It was then obvious that the streak was actually a Golden Retriever who was apparently very excited to see her master.
Grinning up at Brook from where he lay underneath the dog, Jasper laughed, "Brook meet Jazz. Jazz, this is Brook."
Gently pushing the dog off, he stood up and, addressing Jazz, said, "Jazz, where are your manners? You forgot to greet our guest!" The Golden looked up at Brook, as if noticing her for the first time. With a friendly bark, she offered her paw for Brook to shake.

OOC: Rules have been updated, please reread them!

Jasper froze when Brook squealed, "S**t, Jazz! Heel up!" he commanded the golden retriever. Looking slightly confused, Jazz bounded to his left side and lay down with a flop. "Stay," he murmured before walking over to Brook. "I'm so sorry, Brook, I should have told you I had a dog..."
Jasper looked down at the ground, mentally ragging on himself for being such an idiot. Scuffing his shoe in the dirt, Jasper looked back up. "I'm sorry," he said again, this time quieter.

Jasper smile reassuringly, "Well the worst Jazz would ever do is lick you to death," he laughed. He took Brook's hand and squeezed it lightly, "Would you be alright if I called her over to say 'hi'? She's really very friendly." He didn't want Jazz locked up while Brook was here, but he didn't want Brook to feel threatened either. Maybe I can get Brook to trust her, He thought to himself.

Jasper, still holding Brook's hand, quietly called Jazz. The golden furred dog trotted over, nudging Jasper's hand with her nose, and since it was his right hand, also nudging Brook's hand. "Sit, Jazz," he murmured. Jazz obediently sat, staring up at him with expectant brown eyes.
Smiling over at Brook, Jasper said, "It's okay, you can open your eyes now."

Jasper wrapped his good arm around Brook's shoulders, comforting her and allowing her to hide her face in his shirt. With a quiet word, he released Jazz from her sit, who then stood and padded over to Brook's hand, sniffing it, then giving it a big sloppy lick. She then sat down on Jasper's feet and leaned against his knees, panting happily.
"See?" Jasper smiled, "She'll just lick you to death."
In his head, he was very relieved that Jazz hadn't done anything stupid, like tackle Brook to the ground like she had Jasper. Even though he trusted Jazz with his life, he knew one wrong move could have scared Brook off.