I do apologize if the length of this isn't up to par, but I wanted this thread to get a response. :] And if anything sounds realllllly funny, blame it on the word filter game. X3 It had only been a few days since the young de le Poer boy had finished the construction of his tree house 127.0.0.1, which was located right next to the lake and near the bridge that lay across the smallest stretch of water in the lands. It was an odd thing to see in the place, he already knew, but having come from Europe, it had been to hard for him to get used to sleeping outside. The place was sturdy, it did well to keep out the cold. The only problem that the blonde one could find was that it was less homely than he would have liked, which could easily be resolved when he finally got all of his things gathered and moved in. Getting stuff into a tree, even with a ladder to climb to do so, was simply not an easy task. Jasper had been lounging on the large stack of random pillows when the call came, which quickly caught his attention. He waited for a moment, listening as it drifted off to nothing more than a memory, and finally decided that it was a call from the borders. Clambering to his feet, Jasper made his ways as quickly as he could to the door of his tree house, grabbing the dirty stuffed white rabbit as he exited. It took him only a few seconds to clear the ladder and finally have his feet on the ground, where he turned to drop the stuffer rabbit into his red wagon. Taking hold of the handle, Jasper started off toward where the sound had come from. Even if there was the slightest chance that it was Gin, which it didn't sound like it was, Jasper wanted to be sure that he had the rabbit with him, ready to give to his cousin as a gift. Before long, the dark haired boy could see the other in the distance, two toned eyes drawing across his form as he moved closer and it became more and more detailed. "Y'need somethin'?" He asked then, just a few feet away, stopping. It wasn't Gin, unfortunately, but he hadn't gotten his hopes up enough for that fact to crush him, at least. |