01-05-2011, 11:35 PM
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WC:597
It had been quite some time since Jazper had seen his golden loner friend. In fact, it was the last time the Knight had been in his music shop to grab a few more things to bring back to the mansion. He always enjoyed coming back to the store and bringing back new music or books for the library, not to mention instruments for his own collection hidden in a secret room off of the library itself. Looking Daisuke over as he entered he wasn't surprised to see the object in his hand. Although the ebony wolf had no real knowledge of what it was called, nor had he experienced the effects first hand, he knew his friend was smoking a drug. All he knew about drugs was that it was alright for adults to have, but not puppies, it made adults feel calm and chilled out and a lot of loners and Inferni members did them on a regular basis.
Daisuke's response to his question was very vague but he could only assume it true as he certainly looked a little different than he had the first time they had met, more worn for sure. It looked as though the yellow tones loner hadn't been eating properly and had been in a fight or two. “Where did you get the scars?” He asked in concern hoping that whoever had caused the marks had been dealt with, or soon would. Jazper's question would have to wait a moment he realized as his friend started talking about his reason for visiting the shop. Concern filled the male as he was told that Daisuke had a problem and his mind began to think the worst. As a warrior he was ready to jump to action for whatever was asked of him but the reality simply wasn't as Knightly.
The sight of the loner holding out his guitar with a saddened look was just slightly..well..sad if not a little on the pathetic and naive side. Chuckling a little he spoke up, “You broke it eh?” The question was rhetorical. Moving behind his desk he opened a wooden drawer and pulled out a few conainers that resembled black cardboard envelops. Smiling he quickly informed the male, “In every package is a new set of guitar strings. All you do is twist them around the knobs on either end, make sure it sounds pretty, and you're set for a couple of seasons.” It made Jazper happy that he could so easily make his friend feel better. “Strings break all the time. Just take these.” He said as he pushed the small pile of containers towards Daisuke with a large ebony hand.
What did surprise him now was not the drug he was smoking in his hand but the words that he had just spoken . “Hit it?” He questioned a little dumbfounded. Why on earth would you want to punch it? Wouldn't it break? Knowing that it couldn't have been a literal meaning the warrior searched his mind for what he meant. Looking at the outreached hand he reached towards it with his own hesitantly. “You mean try it?” He asked as he took the joint in his hand. “What kind of drug is it?” Knowledge told him some drugs were okay and others were not. However, he didn't think the smaller male would give him anything that could hurt him. Shrugging he lifted the joint to his mouth and breathed in. It certainly was..interesting. Looking up at his company he added, “What now?”
WC:597
It had been quite some time since Jazper had seen his golden loner friend. In fact, it was the last time the Knight had been in his music shop to grab a few more things to bring back to the mansion. He always enjoyed coming back to the store and bringing back new music or books for the library, not to mention instruments for his own collection hidden in a secret room off of the library itself. Looking Daisuke over as he entered he wasn't surprised to see the object in his hand. Although the ebony wolf had no real knowledge of what it was called, nor had he experienced the effects first hand, he knew his friend was smoking a drug. All he knew about drugs was that it was alright for adults to have, but not puppies, it made adults feel calm and chilled out and a lot of loners and Inferni members did them on a regular basis.
Daisuke's response to his question was very vague but he could only assume it true as he certainly looked a little different than he had the first time they had met, more worn for sure. It looked as though the yellow tones loner hadn't been eating properly and had been in a fight or two. “Where did you get the scars?” He asked in concern hoping that whoever had caused the marks had been dealt with, or soon would. Jazper's question would have to wait a moment he realized as his friend started talking about his reason for visiting the shop. Concern filled the male as he was told that Daisuke had a problem and his mind began to think the worst. As a warrior he was ready to jump to action for whatever was asked of him but the reality simply wasn't as Knightly.
The sight of the loner holding out his guitar with a saddened look was just slightly..well..sad if not a little on the pathetic and naive side. Chuckling a little he spoke up, “You broke it eh?” The question was rhetorical. Moving behind his desk he opened a wooden drawer and pulled out a few conainers that resembled black cardboard envelops. Smiling he quickly informed the male, “In every package is a new set of guitar strings. All you do is twist them around the knobs on either end, make sure it sounds pretty, and you're set for a couple of seasons.” It made Jazper happy that he could so easily make his friend feel better. “Strings break all the time. Just take these.” He said as he pushed the small pile of containers towards Daisuke with a large ebony hand.
What did surprise him now was not the drug he was smoking in his hand but the words that he had just spoken . “Hit it?” He questioned a little dumbfounded. Why on earth would you want to punch it? Wouldn't it break? Knowing that it couldn't have been a literal meaning the warrior searched his mind for what he meant. Looking at the outreached hand he reached towards it with his own hesitantly. “You mean try it?” He asked as he took the joint in his hand. “What kind of drug is it?” Knowledge told him some drugs were okay and others were not. However, he didn't think the smaller male would give him anything that could hurt him. Shrugging he lifted the joint to his mouth and breathed in. It certainly was..interesting. Looking up at his company he added, “What now?”