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thisavrou_log2016-03-28 12:40 am
stompadour) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-03-28 12:40 am
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Who: Jasper etc.
When: Pretty much whenever this month
Where: Various prompts
What: Various prompts
Warnings: Jasper is a jerk
1: SELF DEFENCE CLASS
A couple of times a week, Jasper teaches self-defence classes in the rec area. They are not the best taught classes there are – Jasper is kind of the quintessential mean drill sergeant gym teacher – but if you're willing to get yourself learned how to punch and you're not a complete feeble disaster, then you will, at least, get learned how to punch. I'm not gonna tag through an actual lesson, but if you want to thread something with your character and Jasper while she stands around waiting for everybody to show up (or for everybody to leave) I am hella down for it!
2: LATER IN THE DAY
It's well after her class for that day is over when Jasper sneaks back to the rec area.
Or, well, perhaps 'sneaks' isn't the word – Jasper carries herself with the same decisive, commanding air as usual as she makes her way through to the exercise equipment, but there is nonetheless something furtive about the way she glances around the area to make sure there's no one else around. It's late enough that she feels like there shouldn't be... but... She needs to make sure, before she does what she's about to do.
What she's about to do turns out to be attempt to use the weight machine. She has, in the past, pooh-poohed the concept of 'working out', finding the fact that humans and organic life forms need to work to maintain their physical traits rather than possessing them innately kind of absurd (although she supposes it explains their having no biologically defined roles, inefficient though that might be). But she's kind of curious. Eyes narrowed, she tugs on the machine with one large, orange finger. What if...
3: THE KITCHEN
Today's dinner was terrible. So terrible, in fact, that you feel it is necessary to go to the kitchen to complain.
Unfortunately this brings you face to face with Jasper, who after months of weekly kitchen duty has... well, she's made progress. She's managed to grasp by now that not literally anything organic can constitute food, and she's been taught the difference between necessary amounts of cooking versus charring a meal into a blackened mess. She's not poisoning anyone. It's just that some of the finer points of things like... flavour combinations, or and acceptable amounts of seasoning... continue to escape her.
(Not least because she point-blank refuses to put any of these things in her mouth. She knows what happens if you eat stuff, thank you very much.)
"There a problem?"
She does not look sympathetic.
4: WILDCARD
If you want to run into Jasper elsewhere, she can be found on Moro deck checking in on her cats, outside Peridot's armory looming at people trying to seek entry without an appointment (she thinks this is a little silly but whatever, she's Peridot's bodyguard), or... more or less anywhere except the gardens, mess hall or swimming pool, pretty much!
When: Pretty much whenever this month
Where: Various prompts
What: Various prompts
Warnings: Jasper is a jerk
1: SELF DEFENCE CLASS
A couple of times a week, Jasper teaches self-defence classes in the rec area. They are not the best taught classes there are – Jasper is kind of the quintessential mean drill sergeant gym teacher – but if you're willing to get yourself learned how to punch and you're not a complete feeble disaster, then you will, at least, get learned how to punch. I'm not gonna tag through an actual lesson, but if you want to thread something with your character and Jasper while she stands around waiting for everybody to show up (or for everybody to leave) I am hella down for it!
2: LATER IN THE DAY
It's well after her class for that day is over when Jasper sneaks back to the rec area.
Or, well, perhaps 'sneaks' isn't the word – Jasper carries herself with the same decisive, commanding air as usual as she makes her way through to the exercise equipment, but there is nonetheless something furtive about the way she glances around the area to make sure there's no one else around. It's late enough that she feels like there shouldn't be... but... She needs to make sure, before she does what she's about to do.
What she's about to do turns out to be attempt to use the weight machine. She has, in the past, pooh-poohed the concept of 'working out', finding the fact that humans and organic life forms need to work to maintain their physical traits rather than possessing them innately kind of absurd (although she supposes it explains their having no biologically defined roles, inefficient though that might be). But she's kind of curious. Eyes narrowed, she tugs on the machine with one large, orange finger. What if...
3: THE KITCHEN
Today's dinner was terrible. So terrible, in fact, that you feel it is necessary to go to the kitchen to complain.
Unfortunately this brings you face to face with Jasper, who after months of weekly kitchen duty has... well, she's made progress. She's managed to grasp by now that not literally anything organic can constitute food, and she's been taught the difference between necessary amounts of cooking versus charring a meal into a blackened mess. She's not poisoning anyone. It's just that some of the finer points of things like... flavour combinations, or and acceptable amounts of seasoning... continue to escape her.
(Not least because she point-blank refuses to put any of these things in her mouth. She knows what happens if you eat stuff, thank you very much.)
"There a problem?"
She does not look sympathetic.
4: WILDCARD
If you want to run into Jasper elsewhere, she can be found on Moro deck checking in on her cats, outside Peridot's armory looming at people trying to seek entry without an appointment (she thinks this is a little silly but whatever, she's Peridot's bodyguard), or... more or less anywhere except the gardens, mess hall or swimming pool, pretty much!
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"A few months," she says, folding her arms. She doesn't say anything else, but the way she's looking down at him is a pretty clear challenge to voice his opinion.