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JASPER KIRAZ 30. Seattle. Attorney. "We're still the kids we used to be. I put my hand on the stove, to see if I still bleed. And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free." + navigation

[kirazjasper]

— CLOSED STARTER FOR @enzobianchi​​​ AT THE COMMON ROOM.

against his better judgment, enzo bianchi had grown to be as close to a friend as jasper would ever have. that is, if a friend counts as someone you share a beer with while keeping most of your life to yourself. after all, he didn’t really know much about bianchi and bianchi didn’t really know much about him. somewhere along the line, they’d come to that mutual decision. plus, even if enzo was a police agent, he’d overlooked that flaw on the basis they would and had never worked against one another. jasper didn’t do murder cases. now, he was meeting him for a drink, something he’d admittedly looked more and more forward to as the work day waned on. “bianchi.” jasper’s hand patted the man’s shoulder. “long day?”

[kirazjasper]

— CLOSED STARTER FOR @carmencrtega​​  AT THE GARDEN.

jasper didn’t like meeting people, and he especially didn’t like meeting anyone associated with the police department. therefore, when he’d received a call from carmen requesting his friendly presence at the garden, he knew better than to think it was anything good. pulling open the glass doors, it didn’t take him long to spot the visually blessed police detective. too bad she was a detective. he slid into the booth directly across from her, fingers tucking his sunglasses into his pocket. “well, ortega,” he sighed. “i can’t say it’s a pleasure hearing from you, so let’s make this painless. what do you have? and make it good.”

[kirazjasper]

— CLOSED STARTER FOR @jadengayle​  AT NAVY PIER. ​

far from a man who liked long walks on the beach, jasper found himself on navy pier by mere accident. however, given it was his lunch break, and he was in a particularly better (the word good would be a stretch) mood, he elected to stay. even bought himself an ice cream that he’d hoped to enjoy. but, as he walked to find the perfect perch, eagle eyes fell on a particular figure: jaden. the two weren’t too familiar, but they’d run into each other a couple of times. usually, in odd areas, which often led jasper to wonder what the other’s deal was. “jaden.” jasper greeted in passing. “don’t you look different during the day.”

[kirazjasper]

— CLOSED STARTER FOR @abahiense​​  AT THE HIDDEN PEARL. ​

jasper peered down at the empty glass in his hand, the only remnants of the whiskey once there were the sticky droplets which clung to the bottom. he only barely remembered that alcohol was forbidden, having long ago committed to the sin. it was a development he would credit to the collapse of his engagement, but in reality, was a mere case of his decision. now, however, the bar was too crowded, and he was beginning to feel suffocated. he didn’t like people, could only stand to be around them for so long. thus, when they started pouring in, he took it as a cue to leave. in a minute, anyway. it was a delay he’d come to regret when an overly flirtatious bartender seated the wicked witch by his side. adriana. he’d done his best to avoid her, but misfortune followed him like a cloud, and she was the whole damn storm. he should walk away. ignore her. be indifferent... except he couldn’t. “move to the other side of the bar,” he didn’t spare a glance at her as he spoke. “i don’t need you near me.”