Working Under The Influence ``jasper

[aisling genevieve galloway]

destroy this city of delusion
break these walls down
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The day seemed long, longer than usual, which was unusual for a vampire. Usually time flew by so quickly, they didn't even notice it. Alsa, Aisling law on her stomach, across her bedroom -- for lack of a better word -- floor, her head in her hand and her other arm flat on the floor. She was reading a book. Oh how books irritated her. She rarely read at all. Reading wasn't considered a pass-time for her; it didn't help pass the time at all. But it was all she had to do in the whole Galloway house! Aileen was out of town for some reason, Patrick was gone, and as for Conner and Aiden, she had no idea, nor did she really care. Either way, she was alone. With an annoyed sigh, Aise closed the book and got up, carelessly tossing the book onto the armchair in the corner of the room. Exiting her room, she headed down to the main entrance to get her coat. She was going to do something. What? She wasn't sure yet, but she figured she'd go hunting -- her throat roared in a blazing flare of thirst at the thought of blood. So hunting it was.

Ailsing slid her long, beige trench coat on, leaving it open to show off hre clothes and her body. She wore a pair of dark wash, navy blue jeans that seemed way too tight for her, knee-high black leather boots with insanely high and thin heels, both of which made her legs look longer. Her shirt was just as tight, a deep red colour, the sleeves went half way down her arms, and the neck line was probably a little too low for some people's likeings. Being a vampire gave her a flawless body and dazzling looks, and Ace liked to use it to her full advantage -- especially when she was hunting. She walked out the front door, not even bothered to lock it -- no body apporached the home besides her and her family, really -- and walked through the Massey forest, knowing very well that she couldn't hunt there. It was, as Patrick had put it, a no hunting zone. So, Aisling had to hunt else where. One place she enjoyed was the Wicklow Mountains. There were lots of trees for coverage, humans passed frequently and it was secluded from the town, slightly, making it the ideal spot for her to hunt.

To a human, the weather would be chilly and drery, the overcast sky was nothing new to Dublin, but some people still wished it was otherwise. The weather was just fine for Aissy, though there would be less variety in her choice of meal, she knew she could still satisfy herself with something tasty today.

She walked along a slightly neglected path, where fewer people would walk. This way, if she wanted to sick her teeth into something delicious, there wouldn't be many -- if any -- witnesses, and even then, she would feast on them as well.

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why do we face
justify my reasons with your bloody hand
song: city of delusion by muse

[jasper whitlock hale]

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[/color][/font]asper enjoyed the mountains. He wasn't sure if it was the height or the view or the fresh air that got him most, but there was something about the mountains that never failed to captivate him. It was one of the smaller pleasures he had in life, and he was thankful that even though they had moved from forks, there were still simple natural pleasures in the world. He sighed a little, manouvering himself on the large rock that he sat on. It hadn't been hard for him to leave forks like it had been for the others. He didn't feel rooted there at all, it was rare that jasper ever felt at home so to speak anywhere. Unlike his family, he found it hard to feel connected to a place enough to call it home, partly because the only home he'd ever truly had was in Texas. Carlisle would sometimes joke with him, telling Jasper that he wasn't big enough to feel connected to two places, and that until he let go of texas, he would never feel at home anywhere else. Jasper had retorted that he would rather keep texas forever, and feel like an outcast everywhere else than forget. Carlisle had laughed, and said that he hoped that too. It was rare for a vampire to hold onto happy memories like that. Especially a vampire like jasper. he had spent such a long life hurting other people, that clinging to the happier memories, and the beautiful present he had going with Alice was all that kept him from going insane with the guilt of his past. He sighed again, pushing himself up from the rock before standing, straight backed and at full height looking towards the scenic horizon. Ireland was strangely beautiful, and Jasper was happy that he could appreciate it. Something which he had been taught by someone whom he treasured greatly.

J[/color][/font] asper stood looking at the horizon for a little longer, then, feeling his stomach tighten in the familiar pain of hunger, he moved away, placing his hands in his pockets as he began walking away from the beautiful view. He'd been somewhat caught up in the beauty of the horizon that he'd for a moment, forgotten the pain of hunger in his stomach, the pounding headache because of the smell. Humans...The pain in his head was beginning to get atrocious, having spent the day running errand for esme, he'd been around humans too long. Not only had the smell of them enticed him to no end, but the mixtures of feelings coming from them were giving him the worst empathetic headache he'd ever known. So many people and so many emotions, sometimes he found that one person on their own could be feeling at least three powerful emotions. Sometimes it was love and anger and unease all at the same time, and in that case, Jasper always steered clear. Groaning jasper pushed his hands through his hair, trying in anyway to ease the pain in his head, rubbing his temples with a violent ferocity that, had he done it to a human, he would have crushed their skull with no real problems. It might not have been the most widely sought ability for a vampire to have, and while it did have it's uses, Jasper knew the down points to it better than well. Being around anyone was hard without feeling their emotions, and vampire or not, feelings are fickle things and can change at any moment, not only this, but they are for one thing; strong. And today wasn't the first day Jasper felt sick from them. For once, he wished he'd come across someone as simple as himself. Someone, unless they were the person they loved, in his case Alice, were just emotionally void. Yeah. That would be nice. He just couldn't stand humans, not when he was so sensitive to their smell. It was the real reason why he had come to the mountians, to clear his head and his nose of their lingering scent that begged him to take a bite, to sink his teeth in and drain them dry.

I[/color][/font] t was no secret that the vegetarian lifestyle had been hard for Jasper, harder than it ever was for any of his family. He tried not to think about it. The mere thought of blood made his stomach tighten and cripple in pain of hunger. He tried not to think about it, and kept walking, in no particular direction, but one that he knew wouldn't lead him home just yet. Today he craved some time away from his family, even though he wanted to spend time with alice. She'd become more increasingly busy with bella and nessie the passed few weeks, and Jasper couldn't help but feel slightly neglected, though he would never say it. He just let alice do whatever she liked and knew at the end of the day should would come home to him. he hoped. But since he couldn't have alice, he didn't want any other family, they would be just patronising about him letting himself get so hungry. He was a liability, and he knew they would just bring it up. So jasper wanted to stay away today. He began wandering down a small path, scanning his eyes over the leaves, before he felt something in the air change. He felt the familiar presence of a fellow vampire...and whatever or whoever they were, the feelings he felt from them were harsh and vicious, somewhat like his own half the time. He paused, looking around. "Hello?" No one answered, and frowning deeply he carried on walking, his mind more alert now he knew there was a second presence. He carried on, looking over the path as he walked deeper and deeper into it, before turning a corner he tensed. He recognised the girl walking down the path towards him, though not towards him in particular. It was one of the galloways, Aisling. As far as jasper knew, she was the oldest of the two female vampires. He tensed a little, unused to the social interaction, being quite an isolated person himself. He offered her a nod. "Miss galloway...It's a pleasure to see you here." Though, truthfully he wasn't sure whether it was a pleasure or not. He hadn't quite decided yet. [/blockquote] [/blockquote]

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TAGGED: aisling galloway
WORDS: 1065
MUSIC: little thoughts by bloc party
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[aisling genevieve galloway]

destroy this city of delusion
break these walls down
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Aisling grew angrier the more time she spend walking the deserted path. None! Not even one measly little human! She hissed under her breath as she kept walking, annoyed by this. She was thirsty beyond belief and she couldn't even find one meal to wet her thirst. Her throat felt it was being raked by a demon's vicious claws from the inside, as it tried to get out. And in the scratches, fire bursts out wildly, only making the monster more furious. This only made Aisling angrier. She hated not getting what she wanted, and she wanted blood, human blood, now. Not getting what she wanted put her in a bitter more. Just one more log thrown into the fire. Aise wasn't desprate enough to seek out blood from animals. Ha! Aisling Genevieve Galloway drink animal blood?! She'd rather eat dirt; and that would never happen either.

As she took in a breath in an angry and irritaded fashion, and as she exhaled, she realised a familiar scent. The scent of vampire. Arg. It wasn'st what she was searching for, for all she knew it might be competition and the reason behind the lack of humans and the source of her anger. If it was, as she thought, comopetition, they were going to get an earfull. Nothing got in the way of her and her meal when she was starving. Walking a little fast, edging a human run, Aisling set forth to find this vampire. The sound her heels should be making was she walked was unheard to the human ear, even as she stomped in a slightly angrier way, it was parctically unaudible to humans. As the trees thined out up ahead, Aissy found who she was seeking. It turned out to be someone of interest to her. It was Jasper Hale and he obviously was looking for her -- or a vampire who just happened to be her. Her expression changed; perhaps she wouldn't get a meal, but maybe she could have some fun and do what she had to do. She smiled, slightly, but not in a jovial little girl sense, like his mix of a wife would smile. No. Her smile was a little more of a smirk, but Aissy had to act nice; just a little nicer. She needed to lure him in.

"Ah, Mr Hale! I didn't expect to find you here," she greeted him as she came to a stop. It was so odd being called 'Miss Galloway', even after so many years. 'Miss Aisling' was something she rathered, but still, just Aisling was fine. "Now, why are we so formal, huh? There's no need for this level of formalites." As prior mantioned, she prefered just Aisling. Plus, she would much rather calling him Jasper than Mr Hale, unless she was teasing him, then she would use formalities. "So," she started, taking a few more steps towards Jasper. "What's a fine man like yourself doing out here? Are you alone?" He had to be alone, Ace couldn't smell anyone else around them or anywhere near the mountains. It was good that she had him alone, it would make things so much more simple and a lot easier; not that it was going to be hard in the first place.

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why do we face
justify my reasons with your bloody hand
song: city of delusion by muse

[jasper whitlock hale]

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[/color][/font]asper wasn't entirely sure what to make of Aisling at first. She smiled at him in a way that only two women had ever really smiled at him like; maria and alice. She didn't in anyway however, remind him of the latter, but Maria? She could pass for a spitting image if her hair had been blonde and longer. Perhaps it was the scarlet eyes, but Jasper couldn't help but feel that there was something deeper in Aisling that reminded him of Maria, something more...better hidden. She had that certain quality that was devilish and alluring, but dangerous right to the very core. He had no idea, but he found himself tensing slightly, fearing for his self control all of a sudden. Her scarlet eyes looked so natural for a vampire, not like his honey colored eyes, that looked inhuman and invampiric all at the same time. He didn't seem to fit in anywhere on the scale of what classed as human and what classed as vampire, he was just nestled in the middle, neatly, and uncomfortably. "Ah, Mr Hale! I didn't expect to find you here," He inclined his head to her in a gentlemanly nod as she approached him, then stopped in front of his person. "Now, why are we so formal, huh? There's no need for this level of formalites." Jasper shrugged lightly at her comment, meeting her gaze in a battle with himself to remain in control and not just beg her to take him to a human to feed off of. No, he could do this. "Perhaps it's the southern gentleman in me, but I find formalities are something todays society lacks." He smiled a small and an almost not there smile, which only lightly tugged up one corner of his mouth. "Then, I suppose it's just me trying to keep a trend alive." He scoffed a little, as if it were meant to be in the place of a laugh. jasper wasn't one for showing laughter and smiles in front of people, he tended to keep that sort of thing private, or for Alice only. It was why social situations such as this made him uncomfortable. He didn't know how to act, and if he did it would mean breakign his strict rules of keeping laughter private. Either way, Jasper nearly always came across as cold because of it, and he couldn't blame people for thinking it.

H[/color][/font] e looked at aisling for a moment, taking her in and sizing her up. Most people would call her stunning, beautiful to the very top of her head to the tips of her toes, her skin, flawless and smooth as well as being dangerously pale. Her hair, emaculate almost as much so as her facial features. She was slender, with long legs and so much toned muscle definition she could pass for a model...However, she wasn't what jasper would remark as exceptionally beautiful, not to him anyway. Though, his standards were high, and his eyes were imovably fixed on one person that he would always find the most beautiful. Alice. Compared to Alice, aisling lacked any human qualities, she didn't have that soft smile which melted jaspers unbeating heart, and her eyes, while being naturally vampiric, would never be as beautiful as Alice's large brown eyes, which saw deep into his being. Sure, Aisling wasn't hideous, but she would never be beautiful like Alice, which made him appreciate his wife all the more. She truly was his one and only. "What's a fine man like yourself doing out here? Are you alone?" Jasper shook his head a little, being brought out of his thoughts by Aislings sultry but jubilant voice. Jasper, cooly shaking his head replied, in a tone that was slightly strained as he tried to control his hunger and his strength to resist the lifestyle that aisling reminded him off. "A fine man like myself? You flatter me too much, unless your standards of what classes like a fine man these days have lowered." He smirked lightly as he teased both himself, and aisling in the same sentence. Then, cocking an eyebrow slightly he shook his head again. "I am alone yes. I needed to get out of the house for a while, everyones feelings were starting to give me pains." He scoffed a little bitterly, cursing his gift to be able to sense others feelings. He wished it was different, not that he didn't have it no, just that it was selective with who it worked on. Perhaps life would be nice and it would only work on humans? but no, it worked on everyone, and jasper never got a moments peace where he wasn't feeling someone elses emotions running wild. Mostly, it was edward. He was crazed with protective feelings and complexity, which weren't easy on Jaspers own fragile mind. He groaned a little thinking about it, then looking up at aisling he nodded with his head in the direction which he had come from. Back up the path. "Walk with me, the company would be nice."

A[/color][/font] s they walked, Jasper was sure to keep his distance. Not so much that it was obvious and rude, but enough to set the boundries should Aisling get any ideas. He wasn't entirely sure, maybe it was his hunger that made him less trusting, but he couldn't quite pin point her exact motive, and while he didn't doubt for a second that she most definatly had one, he felt frustrated that he didn't know what it was. He pushed his hands into his pockets, filling the silence between them and starting to talk as they started walking. "You don't really strike me as the mountain sort of girl Aisling, if you don't mind my saying so." He cocked a curious and questioning eyebrow, looking at her from the side. He then looked down at her footwear, and his eyebrow inched a little higher in question. "I mean, those are obviously not mountain boots are they." He laughed a short, scoff of a laugh, before continuing. It was probably the most laughter she woudl ever get out of him, that was for sure. "So what brings you up here?" That was it, he had gently started probing to find out what exactly she wanted. If it was Jaspers self control, he had reason to be insulted. he had worked hard to keep himself going, to keep himself on the straight and narrow, and if Aisling was out to destroy that, which she would probably have no problems in doing so, then he would be extremely insulted. Not to mention, lonely. Because losing self control meant losing alice, and that was soemthing he could never do.

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TAGGED: aisling galloway
WORDS: 1143
MUSIC: little thoughts by bloc party
NOTES: sorry this is late!

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[aisling genevieve galloway]

destroy this city of delusion
break these walls down
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It was good that Jasper was losening up a little; he seemed less and less tensed as their conversation went on. It was easier to talk to him this way, making the aire more comfortable on both sides, and it made it easier for Aisling to get to him for he would not realise it as much. "Nothing like a Southern gentleman, yes." She commented when he said it might just be the way he was brought up. She understood what her ment. Of course, Aise was brought up in a different manner, though very similar -- as similar as Southen and French could get. She gave a little laugh along with him. "Yes. It seems we vampires tend to do that quite a bit," she agreed. "Even I use formalities as such, but not with... shall we say 'friends'?" During her pause, she rolled her hands as she searched her words for how to put their relationship status as. He was far from her friend -- she couldn't befriend the 'enemy' -- but for his own point of view, she had to establish some sort of relationship besides 'aquaintances', that wouldn't work for her. In order to get under his skin -- per say -- and to pull him away from his family somehow, she needed to be closer to him, mainly relationship wise. Physically if needed. Aisling was not going to put anything past herself in this case; she had to separate the Culens with her family -- each one was working different members. Jasper was going to be easy; he was the weakest link in the family, apparently, she was sure she could crack him. She did not want to face the Volturi if they failed. But Aissy had faith in her family and knew they could all pull this task off.

Aisling persed her lips in a lightl line for a moment before smiling again. "What makes you asume I am lowering my standards? Now, you can't possibly think you aren't!?" Now, she didn't need to lower her standards, really; Jasper wasn't a terrible looking vampire, very handsome, infact. His eyes were a warm golden tint, which wasn't at all alluring to Aissy, she being a normal vampire with scarlet eyes. There was something about his manner of being -- perhaps it was his Southern ways -- that were very plesant, and he had a gorgeous build. But the way he held himself and presented himself, reminded her of how Walton used to do the same. Aisling quickly chased those forbidden memories from appearing; she never thought about her human years when she could help it. "I'm sure your wife would beg to differ, if you do," she teased him with a 'harmless' playful smile. His wife, Alice, was an adorable little thing, but far too pepped and in your face. And she was also, as Aissy called it, competition.

Consealing her true inner emotions was a slight challenge for her. She would have felt pleased about the news of him well being alone, but she couldn't let Jasper know, thus she tried to feel slightly indifferent about it. Aisling gave a small frown, yet gave a nod. "Yes, it's good to get away sometimes." She grinned with a slight laugh as well. She often got away from her own family -- work helped her do that, and it helped her calm the fire in her throat. The taste of human blood was like no other; the sweet, harm liquid drove a vampire wild. Ace's throat roared in a burning thirst, she had to think about something else. She watched him as her looked around, and she smiled when he told her to come along for a walk, for the company. She kept up with him easily as he travelled at a human pace. It was very apparent to Aisling that Jasper was keeping his distance, which was fine with her right now. She shoved her hands in her own pockets as they walked. She smirked at his comment. "There's a lot of things I do that would surprise you," Aise lightly teased. She laughed lightly at his next. "I prefer this type of footwear, and I am quite accustomed to them." Not that she could fall; vampires were very graceful. Aisling, again, persed her lips, but paused before answering him, acting as if she actually didn't want to admitt it. "I was planning to have some lunch."

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why do we face
justify my reasons with your bloody hand
song: city of delusion by muse

[jasper whitlock hale]

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[/color][/font]asper again couldn't help but raise a questioning eyebrow at her choice of footwear, and while he figured they were probably the least inadequete shoes to be wearing while hiking, he decided to drop the subject, since Aisling appeared to be one of those girls that wouldn't care what jasper thought, and would penultimatly end up wearing the shoes even though he had expressed his distaste for them. "What makes you asume I am lowering my standards? Now, you can't possibly think you aren't!?" He paused for a moment, and when she spoke again he felt a little tense at her mention of alice. "I'm sure your wife would beg to differ, if you do," He looked across at aisling as she smiled playfully, but Jasper couldn't help but feel a little pressured by her presence. What reaction was she looking for from him? Surprise? Flatteredness? He wasnt sure, though he couldn't help but feel awkward by her near compliment. Only alice really ever complimented him, and to have someone else doing so was both strange but, sort of nice. He warmed to her a little, finding her company a little more pleasurable. It was rare that anyone would think he was a fine gentleman if they knew just what he was, so to be called one, even by someone like aisling, he felt extremely flattered, and the comment beamed at him. Surprisingly he beamed back, offering aisling a gentle sort of smile that wasn't quite a full smile but wasn't a frown either. He was gradually growing more confident in his smiles around her, another factor that was strange and nice at the same time. Though, he kept his smiles reserved, after all, the big bright ones were for alice's eyes only. He nevertheless smiled at aisling, and nodded in thanks for her compliment. "Alice probably would disagree you are right. But, it's not often that I listen to compliments from anyone. I find it hard to be at ease with myself sometimes." He frowned a little, looking down at the trodden dirt path as they walked. He had no idea why he said it, but he did, and to aisling of all people. Perhaps it was the truth finally coming out.

"T[/color][/font]here's a lot of things I do that would surprise you," aisling teased lightly, poking fun at jasper ever so slightly. jasper let out a light laugh in disbelief. "Oh really? Trust me Miss, I don't think much could surprise me. But if you insist maybe one day you will have to show me some of these many things. Or perhaps maybe I should guess?" He paused in his tracks for a moment, and stood in a charming thinking pose. It was probably the most light hearted he had acted, and felt, in weeks, and he had to admit it wasn't too bad. After a moment spent 'thinking' he cocked an eyebrow, smirking a little in as equally a teasing manner as aisling had done to him. "Let me guess, you like to go jet skiing at the weekends? And then sometimes you like to fly planes? Perhaps, could it be, that you indeed like to grow your own vegetables?" He laughed lightly, knowing that each idea of what aisling could do were each as absurd as the previous. She didn't look like a jet skier or a pilot, and judging by her prim and perfect exterior, he doubted she was much of a green fingers, let alone that she reared her own vegetables. Not that she would eat them, because vampires didn't eat, but some vampires did take up the strangest hobbies when they settled in one place. It was why the nomadic vampires seemed to feel so obliged in poking fun at them. Settled vampires were in a way, domesticated, even ones who still fed on humans such as aisling and her kin. There was a moments silence, and when aisling pulled a face and reluctantly answered his question, he felt his body freeze up. "I was planning to have some lunch."

O[/color][/font] h god, he felt his resolve crumbling like a cracker in front of his very eyes. His body tightened in displeasure and need, and his stomach turned to solid stone inside of him, churning away requesting...no, demanding nourishment. He knew exactly what aisling was searching for, and god, did he all of a sudden want it too. He pictured her hunting, stalking her prey like some fierce huntress, and jasper would follow suit, stalking his own prey. He saw them in his mind, catching a human couple and taking one for each of them, before finally after the hunt, sinking their teeth in and taking the nourishment they needed from them. It was amazing how freakishly active his imagination was, because for a moment he could taste the sweet metalic taste of blood in his mouth, he could feel how warm it was and he felt somewhat satisfied by it. He shuddered a little at the thought, then turning his attention back to aisling, he brought himself from his daydream. "Oh, right." He didn't say much else for a moment, becoming lost again in another day dream, but this time bringing himself out before he could tempt himself even more. He started walking again, making aisling follow suit with a light touch on her back, dead center where it was appropriate and not sexual in anyway. He removed it quickly, using the touch only to usher her on as he spoke. "I'm sorry to dissapoint you, but not a lot of humans come up here much anymore. I shouldn't really be telling you this but, you should probably know. I suppose that's why I spend so much time here, theres less..." He looked across at aisling, looking at her face but seeing his daydream in action again. He saw her, not her as she was walking beside him, but her sinking her teeth in and drawing blood from some helpless human cattle. He felt his body give way to tension once more, and he blinked a little, feeling somewhat giddy from the dream. "...temptation." He finally finished, looking at her for a moment more before tearing his eyes away. Something in his body told him this wasn't the best idea to be here, but aside from the vivid daydream, he did enjoy aislings company for some reason, even though they were two completely different people. He managed a smile after a short silence, and briskly changed the subject to save his own skin. "So tell me, was I right with any of my guesses? Or will I still be surprised by some of the things you do? If so, let me know, I love a good surprise." He smirked a little then laughed lightly. Skillfully evading the subject of lunch. [/blockquote] [/blockquote]

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MUSIC: little thoughts by bloc party
NOTES: hellz yah jasper

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[aisling genevieve galloway]

destroy this city of delusion
break these walls down
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Now Aisling did not know what kind of reation she would get from Jasper, but she knew there were two possible outcomes. Aissy had a plan for both. The first, was if he were to react negatively. If that were to happen, she would drop the subject or put a lighter spin on it. But if he reacted positively, like she wanted, things would be back on track. Just the way she wanted. Waiting for him to speak or express himself, Aisling kept her playful smile glued on her face. She liked that smile, she used it a lot, mainly when she would lure in her meals, or flirting.

Succes! Jasper beamed back lightly, adding that his would, in fact, contradict him if he disagreed. Aise's smile grew; she was right. She loved being right. She frowned a little bit, before grinning once more. "Perhpas you should listen to those complements a little more often; you will be surprised at how good you will feel about yourself." The way she said it was almost like a girl giving her best friend advise, but it was true. She sort of felt she shouldn't have said that, and perhaps not in that way, but it could help the 'friends' thing. Hm. That was a part of the plan. Befriend him, get under his skin, get any kind to hook on him and manipulate him, all to tear him away from his little 'family', to break them all appart. Things were going swimmingly.

Aisling raised her finger. "Please, call me Aisling. None of that Miss this and that." Anyone else -- depending on the who -- could call her Miss Galloway, or Miss Aisling, but it bothered her that Jasper kept refering to her that way. Forget being old fashioned, it still was something she wasn't going to tolarate right now. She smiled, then, clasping her hands together by her shoulder. "Hm." She gave a little giggle and dropped her hands by her sides afterwards. "Maybe, someday, I just might show you." Ace teased playfully in return. But he might take her up on her word, in which case, she wouldn't disappoint. He would get to know her a little more -- or what she wanted him to find out about her -- then she would get to know him as well, on a deeper level. She stopped in her own tracks as Jasper did so himself. Aisling couldn't help but laugh as Jazz put on a thinking face, and stood in a thinking pose as he tried to guess what she did that was unpredictable. She shook her head a little, no denying anything, but mainly to clear her mind a little bit. "Good guesses... not that vegetable one. That is completely ubsurd."

She saw him stiffen when she mentioned she was hunting. Hunting humans. He was a 'vegetarian vampire' and wasn't too fond of her diet of humans only. It was a light relief thta he didn't leave in the other direction, but instead mostioned her to keep walking with him. It was odd, that he actually had just touched her. Jasper seemed to want to be as far away as possible from her earlier. Aise gave a quick huff a of laugher. "I know. But sometimes, I get lucky and find something to munch on." She said this lightly, but it would probably bother Jazz, as he clearly pointed out he liked to stay away from temptation. "I don't suppose you would mind telling me how you became a 'animal hunter'? It confused me. Obviously you have not always lived off of this type of blood." She didn't know if he would tell her, she would like to know, though.

Aissy grinned, give a light, yet femanine chuckle. "The water skying was very close. I surf, when I can." She admitted. "I fight with my sister a great deal, and that is far from being just for fun," She never said she liked what she did all the time. "I could probably take on your brother... Emmett, is it?

"I am not going to tell you everything, however. You can keep guessing, if you wish. It is entertaining to hear what you think. Everything else, as I said, you might see someday." Aissy smirked a little.

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why do we face
justify my reasons with your bloody hand
song: city of delusion by muse