10-24-2009, 09:22 PM
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WC: 300+
OOC: Way to almost kill Jaz! D: < *hands pretty post in a pretty ribbon* soorrryyysss
The white male intimidated him sometimes, Not for any reason really, but because he seemed to have more experience in the world of regular life. The ebony male was scared he would look silly, or out of place and Kansas would see that he wasn't as in control as he may appear sometimes. Of course, the last time Kansas has seen him one on one Jazper had freaked out at him, not really the most graceful way to handle things. Still, Jazper had a shy side, a side that craved praise. He wanted everyone to love him and compliment him, probably a result of not having a steady parent to love and praise him as a child. He had tried so hard to impress Lucifer, yet he was still fatherless. The only way to get attention between him and all of his adoptive siblings was to act out or do something truly worthy of praise. As an adult he still wanted to be told it was okay, that he was doing a good job. He was after all a fairly good looking male, he had a nice build and was a good provider for the pack.
As Kansas scooted towards him he grimaced a smile awkwardly. It was so weird to have the smaller male try to be friendly. Normally they just ignored each others presence completely, minding their own business. He waited for the music to start and magically his wish was granted. A low groaning tone made his body perk up in attention. This device really did play music! It was a strange sort of sound be he still stared at Kansas in shock and excitement. What an amazing invention! His excitement quickly changed as a sudden jolt of sound sent Jazper scampering off to the other side of the hall, the headphones pulling out of the player. His eyes stared at Kansas wide as his chest pumped up and down and fur stood on end. “What the hell was that?!” He demanded. It certainly was not the music he was use to playing. His music was full of sweet melodies and was a soft relaxing sound. “Is that what all human music sounded like?” He questioned once more, his breathing almost returning to normal. Perhaps humans where not very good at music? Or perhaps their music was meant to scare away enemies.
OOC: Way to almost kill Jaz! D: < *hands pretty post in a pretty ribbon* soorrryyysss
The white male intimidated him sometimes, Not for any reason really, but because he seemed to have more experience in the world of regular life. The ebony male was scared he would look silly, or out of place and Kansas would see that he wasn't as in control as he may appear sometimes. Of course, the last time Kansas has seen him one on one Jazper had freaked out at him, not really the most graceful way to handle things. Still, Jazper had a shy side, a side that craved praise. He wanted everyone to love him and compliment him, probably a result of not having a steady parent to love and praise him as a child. He had tried so hard to impress Lucifer, yet he was still fatherless. The only way to get attention between him and all of his adoptive siblings was to act out or do something truly worthy of praise. As an adult he still wanted to be told it was okay, that he was doing a good job. He was after all a fairly good looking male, he had a nice build and was a good provider for the pack.
As Kansas scooted towards him he grimaced a smile awkwardly. It was so weird to have the smaller male try to be friendly. Normally they just ignored each others presence completely, minding their own business. He waited for the music to start and magically his wish was granted. A low groaning tone made his body perk up in attention. This device really did play music! It was a strange sort of sound be he still stared at Kansas in shock and excitement. What an amazing invention! His excitement quickly changed as a sudden jolt of sound sent Jazper scampering off to the other side of the hall, the headphones pulling out of the player. His eyes stared at Kansas wide as his chest pumped up and down and fur stood on end. “What the hell was that?!” He demanded. It certainly was not the music he was use to playing. His music was full of sweet melodies and was a soft relaxing sound. “Is that what all human music sounded like?” He questioned once more, his breathing almost returning to normal. Perhaps humans where not very good at music? Or perhaps their music was meant to scare away enemies.