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[ Jasper’s lip twitched into a subtle, amused smirk as he watched the unreadable mask settle over the driver’s face. He didn't rush, merely shifting his weight with calm, unbothered grace. His dark eyes caught the driver’s gaze, gleaming with a quiet, confident challenge as he uncrossed his arms and pushed off lightly. ] " Touchy. I like it, " [ he mused, the deep rumble of his voice carrying a warm, effortless hum as he walked around to the passenger side, opening the door without taking his eyes off them. ] " Don't worry ( ... ) I’m fully prepared to believe every word. Let’s see what you’ve got. "

@crimsonhour —
            everyone’s a fortune teller these days,  huh.   [  the door opens on the driver’s side,  one foot in while looking over at his companion.   expression void of any emotion or indication that might give away what he’d been thinking or feeling,  like a blank mask.   he merely motions to the passenger’s side..  almost bored.  ]   if you’re done and actually want to see—  then get in.   like i’ve told you before … i’m not fond of liars nor am i one myself.   but since you need to see it to believe it then get in.   

[ Jasper kept his hands loosely folded across his chest, his gaze shifting slowly from the sleek body of the car to the driver beside it. A subtle, appreciative smirk touched his lips as he tilted his head slightly to the side, his piercing dark eyes scanning them with quiet admiration. ] " Yeah ? Traffic laws are suggestions to you ? " [ He chuckled under his breath, the sound smooth and low. ] " I always knew you were something — not just a student, like you said. "  [ He leaned back just a fraction, his tone laced with grounded confidence and a touch of teasing challenge. ] " Guess I’ll have to see for myself if you can actually handle that speed, or if you're just all talk behind the wheel. "

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@impalaslegacy —
            some rules are good.   others are definitely meant to be broken though.   and the music?   damn..   [  a gesture made to turn at the next light whilst simultaneously still admiring the interior.   resisting every nerve firing inside that ached to explore and touch.  ]   dinner and a movie?   if i didn’t know any better i’d say that what you actually want is a date.   haven’t seen a movie in months..  sounds like fun. 

   yeah.  i  keep  up  on  her  unfortunately  my  brother  complains  if  i  got  anything  more  than  fifteen  over  the  speed  limit.  real  stickler  for  following  the  rules.  also  complains  about  the  music.  ⁽  on  queue  he  leans  up  and  cranks  up  the  volume  a  little  before  he  pulled  out  and  onto  the  road.  fingers  drumming  against  the  wheel.  ⁾  who  doesn't  love  dinner?  sweeten  the  deal  with  the  movies  after  and  im  set.
            
            @lielights 

@impalaslegacy —
            on a good day … that’s impressive.   [  either this car specifically or another just like,  he’d get what he wanted eventually.  ]   you and dinner,  huh?   real old fashioned or you’re not getting enough to eat on the road.   [  strapping in for the drive.  ]   well,  whatever you want,  i can probably give it to you.

@he4rtlust —
            do you hear yourself??   you sound ridiculous,  bro.   [  his hand irritably flaps away the notion,  excessively out of place considering they came to the diner together and planned to stay.  ]   i don’t remember all the details.   don’t you still do some of that stuff now?   what’s the difference—that it was in a school?   [  he snatches the paper and rolls it away,  besides his untouched water to stop them from continuously throwing it back and forth.  ]   everybody dies.   everybody shrivels up and rots.   you’re no different. 

it's cause i'm here  ,  huh  ?  just say you wanna be alone  !  [  the drama starts  ,  being extra dramatic for the reaction  ,  rolling her eyes as she sighs loudly  .  ]   i guess you're right  ..  was that someone  /  also  /  a dealer  ??  i misssss high school sometimes  .  being in dance and cheer  ,  and smoking in the bathrooms  ..  AND the boyfriends  .  [   reminiscing  ,  though most of her high school memories were bad ones  .  pouting at his words  ,  taking the crumpled straw wrapper and tossing it at his nose  .  ]   don't be so negative  .  i'm not gonna die  .  i won't let it happen  . 

@he4rtlust —
            jeez,  i wonder why.   [  nodding in dismissal,  folding a napkin on the table to keep himself occupied.   his stomach rumbled impatiently.  ]   and so what if it is?   eggs and home fries are breakfast essentials.   [  a sigh.  ]   i dunno.   one day someone asked me to move some stuff and the next thing i know i’m dealing every once in a while.   high school?   those were the days..  teachers are such hypocrites.   [  rolling the crumpled straw wrapped back and forth across the table.  ]   yeah.   probably.   they’re gonna shrivel regardless once you die.   happens to everyone. 

@he4rtlust —
            great..  great.   [  sinking back down,  he rolls out one of the blankets to use in a little bit.  ]   oh,  how generous of you.   [  a soft chuckle.  ]   see you in the morning.   goodnight..  sleep well.   i’ll knock on your door if anything. 

you're  /  fine  /  .  i don't use my couch that much anyway   .  [   shrugging  ,  tossing the other a couple of blankets she had folded near the couch  .  ]   okay  ,  and if you get any nightmares you can sleep on the floor in my room  .  [   she teased  .  ]   i'll see you in the morning  ,  or wake me up when you're about to leave  .

@he4rtlust —
            [  had she said no,  it would’ve been fine,  but it surprised him more.  ]   no,  i did have to ask.   i can’t just show up and monopolize your couch,   that’s not cool.   the couch,  by the way..  i’m not gonna kick you out of your own bed.   this is fine.   [  he stood again,  shrugging off his jacket while gesturing vaguely to the rest of her place.  ]   it matters to me.   i’m cool here,  okay?   now go get some rest. 

the car he drives?   might seem a little unconventional until he TURNS IT ON!   Volvo C70 T5,  obviously upgraded for racing purposes but also his everyday vehicle along with a few other vehicles that he hides around the city.   all white save for the blue taillights and headlights.   it’s originally why he earned the nickname  “THE SAINT”   but it also just stuck because of his middle name as well. 

the way he carries himself—(reminds me of)—bloody young rhaenyra returning from the hunt with criston cole.   modern day blood prince,  blood money,  etc etc

gun under his pillow,  duffel bags of cash in the trunk.