OOC:p. for Jazper, hope you dont mind Daisuke showing up at Jazzy's store. I also think that this is backdated to before ghita's second litter of puppies is born, feel free to pick a specific date.
got lost in the fire, my fatal desire

Well, Daisuke had gotten himself in quite the dilemma today. This morning, he had been plucking at his guitar strings rather aggressively, getting too into his music making that he had accidentally broke a string on his guitar. He'd never done it before, and as soon as it happened, he started to freak out a little bit. He didn't know if the strings were replaceable, and that the strings broke all the damn time. He also didn't know where to find another string if it was fixable. He decided only moments later after this happened that he would find his way back down to Halifax to find his friend, Jazper, whom had given him the guitar in the first place. Before he would leave, the man would grab himself his bowl, some of his harvested marijuana that he had found along in his travels, and then his guitar and a few bottles of vodka that he still had left. With that, he would be on his way, Schwarz would follow close behind, simply because he wanted to be with Daisuke in case he was needed. Schwarz had been getting to be bigger than the regular size of a house cat, for his blood was mixed with that of a larger feline, maybe a lynx or bobcat, Daisuke honestly didn't know, but all he did know was that Schwarz had gotten bigger as the months went by, and the feline would be about the size of a lynx in a matter of no time. Right now, the feline had gotten up to Daisuke's knees, and when Schwarz sat on Daisuke's shoulders, the feline was longer than the man's shoulders, including that long, curled tail that Schwarz had. Daisuke's little baby was getting big, this was for sure.

Since he would leave in the morning, it would take most of the day to get there, Schwarz and Daisuke taking a few breaks to smoke before really getting there, to where they were both high by the time they would start getting into the city. Daisuke would use his nose to follow the faint scent of Jazper, hoping that the Crimson Dreamer would either be there already, or go there today for whatever reason. Daisuke would follow the faint trail that the big ebon male would have left if he had been there recently. The multi-hued guitar had been held with such care by the golden man, wanting to make sure that he didn't break anything else while he was at it, and still feeling horrible about breaking that one string that he had this morning. He still was broken up about it, and was hoping that it was fixable, because if it wasn't, then Daisuke might have to cry or something. He really did love his guitar, so it was heartbreaking that it had broken, no matter how little the broken string would be. He was stupid, and he didn't know that it was easily fixable. Today he'd learn something new about his guitar, this was a given fact. It was a good thing that Daisuke loved to learn new things. Learning new things about his guitar was also very welcoming to him.

He poked on his pipe for the time being, as he would walk up to the shop, guitar slung behind his back when he would poke on his pipe and as he would finally make it to the shop, Daisuke would look in the window first, putting his hands around his eyes as he pressed his nose up to the door to see. He couldn't see too much but the silhouettes of the instruments that were inside of the place. He then knocked on the door pretty loudly, trying to see if he was in there. If he wasn't, then Daisuke was shit out of luck. He'd probably wait there if Jazper wasn't in the shop. Daisuke didn't mind sleeping in random places and waiting for Jazper to show up if he had to. Maybe if it took too long for Jaz to visit, then he would have to just drag himself and schwarz to Crimson Dreams packlands. Daisuke had no clue where Crimson Dreams was, but he'd be able to find it eventually he figured.

Well hi there!



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It had been quite some time since Jazper had left Crimson Dreams. With the pups due any day now he had been busy collecting furs and sewing them together into blankets. That morning when he had placed a pelt into the room where he often took Aro and Sophia, and now the new litter, to play. Looking around the lack of toys was more than obvious to the warrior and although toys where more of a human cultural thing, he still believed that toys could be very useful to his pups. Toys taught kids to share, gave them some form of reassurance. Plus he had always wished he had a stuffed animal like his little adoptive brothers but of course he was a few months too old and had been born to regular wolves. It was only thanks to Lucifer that he had the ability to transform into a more modern creature on two legs.


Quickly after his visit to the play room his trip to Halifax had begun. Which left him where he was now, in his music shop. After grabbing a few stuffed animals and balls for the pups he had grabbed a pale blue dress shirt from a tall and large store then quickly made his way to the music shop. Of course no one really had the right to claim ownership of a shop, anyone could break the lock of and ignore his scent markings, but he had fixed up the place, polished and washed things down, fixed wholes in walls and shelves. There was always a sense of pride in his work when he walked in here. He knew where everything was, what things were called, what musical family they belonged too. Naturally he had a lot to learn still but he had time.


Sitting on a wooden stool he began to dust off the front table before he heard a knocking on the door. Startled and confused he got up, hand on the knife hidden on his waist by his new open shirt. Upon opening the door his once defensive demeanor quickly changed and a warm smile spread across his face. “Daisuke! What a surprise!” He exclaimed as he moved his large figure away from the door motioning him in. “How's life been treating you man?”

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got lost in the fire, my fatal desire

It would barely take too much time for the hulking black beast of a being had come to the door that Daisuke was leaning on, trying to get the attention of the store owner. Daisuke would barely disrespect the beast by going in uninvited. Daisuke was fairly intimidated by the size of the mohawked man, and though he found the man to be somewhat attractive (Jazper was well built, and very handsome in the eyes of the golden man) Daisuke knew that those muscles and those claws were dangerous. It didn't affect the way Daisuke acted around Jazper non the less, simply because Daisuke was too busy not caring about if the man would attack him or not, but instead he did worry about being him around Jazper. He never really did have too much of a problem being him though. As soon as the door opened, Daisuke pulled away and put his mouth on his joint for a puff before Jazper had greeted him. The punk smiled to his larger friend. Hey Jazzy, my man! Daisuke spoke, a huge grin on his stoned face as he had looked at his golden eyed friend. Life has been pretty good to me. Been here and there and everywhere, but it's been really fun. the man spoke, giggling softly. From the last time Jazper saw Daisuke, Dai had been in better physical health, since there had been more food around, as well as the fact that the man still had the tip of his tail and there weren't so many scars as there was now. Daisuke still didn't find himself to be in ill health though, simply because he did not feel ill. He felt pretty awesome most of the time, only weak when he hadn't been able to find some sort of food. Other than that, he was all good.

Hey Jaz, I sorta have a problem. the man spoke to the other before he had taken the guitar from his back and he had turned it towards the other wolfman. He revealed that the very last string had been snapped. I brokes it... the man spoke, ignorant to the fact that all he needed was another string and then he would be good to go. Daisuke had been pretty dumb when it came to fixing things, simply because he had no clue that things could be fixed, since he had little to no knowledge about human made things, and alas, this guitar was human made and also since Daisuke was stupid to the luperci world as well, he still was in the dark about some things that they could do easier now that they had thumbs. Daisuke would learn with time. That's all he really needed, and one day he'd learn something worthwhile. Is it broken forever? the man asked before he took another hit off of his joint and then found himself rude for not offering some to Jazper. He figured that now would be the time to do so.

You want to hit this, Jazzy? Daisuke asked, holding the joint towards the man and gesturing for him to take it.

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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?”