What if R&R Jasper met S&G Jasper!?
She was in a field. Of grass. Short grass that had been munched down to the nubs by grass eating animals. SG Jasper stood tall in her plaid shirt and jeans with her hands on her hips and her loose, sandy hair being blown about by the wind. The burly woman exhaled through her shortened nose and blinked once. Sounds of thumping hooves came from behind her. She turned around just in time to see a rider on a horse throw a lasso around her and continue galloping on. Amber eyes went wide as she was thrown forward by the rope becoming taught. One grasped at the rope as she was dragged behind the horse to keep her torso and face from being rubbed into the dirt. SG Jasper pulled out her military knife she always had on and quickly cut the rope. The rider continued on for a few yards, but turned around once they noticed they had lost their captive. By then SG Jasper was more than ready as she stood low on her feet, knife in one hand with the rope in the other. The rider with a thick sandy braid charged again. SG Jasper moved out of the way just enough and wrapped the rope around one of the horses legs causing it to trip and fall down.
R&R Jasper jumped off her horse and turned just as SG Jasper was lunging at her with a long knife. They rolled a couple of time in the grass each fighting for position, but it was no competition as SG Jasper trapped R&R Jasper underneath her easily. The knife was pressed to the other’s throat and angry amber eyes stared into each other.
SG Jasper: “Why they hell did you drag me with your horse!”
R&R Jasper: “What the hell are you doing on the Dewlish fields intruder!”
SG Jasper: “I don’t know how the hell I got here! One moment I’m out taking a walk in a nearby forest and the next I’m in this damn field!”
R&R Jasper: “Bullshit! The closest woods are five miles away! You would have noticed walking into a field!”
SG Jasper: “Then why didn’t you notice me before now!”
R&R Jasper had no retort for that. They continued to stare at each other.
SG Jasper: “We look a lot alike, is your name Jasper by chance?”
R&R Jasper: “Yes…Jasper Turner.”
SG Jasper: “Jasper Green. I’m willing to take this knife away from your throat if you promise not to attack me again.”
R&R Jasper: “Deal.”
The marine got off the ranch hand and the two stood up, still keeping a wary distance from each other. SG Jasper pulled out her phone and frowned upon noticing that she had no service.
SG Jasper: “You get any service out here?” she lifted up her phone.
R&R Jasper: “What is that?”
SG Jasper: “A phone…”
R&R Jasper: “What’s a phone.”
SG Jasper smacked her face with her hand. SG Garnet had told her stories of some of the other Garnet’s she had run into. One of which was a duchess from the 1800′s. If the parallel dimension was doing funky things again that meant she was probably in the 1800′s with her counterpart.
SG Jasper: “Is this England?”
R&R Jasper puffed up her chest: “Sure is!”
SG Jasper: “Great…”
R&R Jasper was offended by the marine’s less than positive expression. “You one of those rebellious Americans?”
SG Jasper grinned, “Yup.”
R&R Jasper: “Great…”
They looked each other up and down again.
R&R Jasper: “How’d you get here then?”
SG Jasper: “I no idea.”
R&R Jasper: “Great now I have to deal with you until we figure out how to get you home…”
SG Jasper laughed. “Maybe in the mean time I can teach you how to really fight!”
R&R Jasper groaned.
