i've got friends on the other side

Caspar Peregrine, 28 year old voodoo master. Okay, maybe not master, but close enough. My friends call me Cas. Notice I said friends. If you don't fall under that category, you can call me Caspar, or even Jinx.

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aster-reinhart:

“Then how come you don’t know her name?” Aster asked, as he had always prided himself on remembering everyone in his schools name as the ultimate sign of friendship. And he guessed the compound was kinda like his school now. “Tah-dah! Now just carry on like that and you’ll be golden.”

“Cause I don’t really bother to memorize everyone’s names. I probably couldn’t tell you but like 10 names of people here.” And one of those was probably his own. He wouldn’t admit it, but his memory also just sucked at times. Keeping focused on the game though, he continued to speak, not wanting to sound too rude. First impressions mattered for some reason. “Thanks, but I don’t think-” he paused to hit another couple moles that popped up. “it’ll be that easy.”

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aster-reinhart:

“Someone has super speed?!” Aster was still wrapping his head around the sheer amount of mutants here, and how they all seemed to have every power he wanted when he was little. “Yeah? Yeah. They speed up when you do so if you go fast enough… Yeah definitely. Okay, ready? Go.” He smiled gingerly as he started the game up.

“Yeah, I’m not sure what her name is, but she has been here for quite some time.” He shrugged before his eyes fell to the game. “Of course they do.” There was no way he was actually going to get 100 in a minute. He can’t move his hands that fast. As the game started, he brought the hammer down, hitting the first mole that popped out. 

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aster-reinhart:

“Um, a minute? Yeah for a hundred you get a minute.” Aster caught his gaze and gave him a reassuring smile, or he thought it was reassuring, really he was just grinning at him. “It’s totally doable, I believe in you!”

"Okay, that is actually impossible. I'm pretty sure the only person that could that here is that one girl with super speed. Do a hundred of these even come up in a minute?" He found that even to be impossible. One came up what? Every second? Maybe it was faster than that. He wasn't great at math anymore. He rolled his eyes and held the hammer up. "But if you say so."

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shesawhirlwind:

Most of the time Bridget got along with everyone. She rarely felt uncomfortable, but she kept getting this vibe that Caspar didn’t care much for her. Maybe it was the nickname or how opposite they appeared to be, so she was shocked when he pointed out liking her optimism among that. “Thank you,” she smiled warmly, genuinely. “I try to be,” she added with a little shrug. “There’s too much mess going around – there’s gotta be something to be hopeful for. And no offense taken. My mom made me cheer. Most of them were not very nice. So, you didn’t finish school?” Bridget had a feeling that if Caspar was annoyed by her questions, he’d say so straight up. His reaction to her laughter though made it that much harder for her to hold it in. “I don’t know, maybe there’s a disco lover in there I was unaware of. They probably thought it would be fun and they just wanted you to be there too. It’s great that you have close friends. You’re like the three amigos! Luke seems nice too, though I’ve only talked to him like once. It’s funny how things fall into place here. Avoidance can be really lonely.”

He nodded at her thanks, a small shrug taking his shoulders. He didn’t really tell people when he liked them, no matter how much it was. If he liked them, he would just be around them more and if he didn’t he would avoid them. Simple as that. “I guess that is true, but even then, it is easier said than done.” He had a little hope, but not much. After what happened to him, he didn’t ever have hope that things could change. Sentinel seemed to be filled with pricks and he wasn’t sure that was ever going to change, but he didn’t fight with people who thought otherwise. They were able to do something he couldn’t. He shook his head at her question. “No, something came up and I was taken out early. I was 13 when I quit.” He didn’t mind telling her the age, but he wasn’t going to share the actual story with her. Only Maria and Luke knew about that and he planned on keeping it that way. “Well, that disco lover needs to get out cause I am not loving or even liking it. The only good thing about it is having a friend around.” All the music and lights and people. It was actually starting to drive him crazy and he wanted to leave, but he wasn’t going to ditch Maria in there to be alone. The three amigos, musketeers even. They were the closest friends he had had and he really couldn’t imagine being here without them. “Luke is great. I think I am gonna go dunk him in a little bit though. He is working the dunk tank.”

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aster-reinhart:

“Oh, I hadn’t worked that out yet. Um, a hundred? Yeah, you have to hit a hundred.” Aster nodded, convincing himself he was doing a stand-up job, and not obviously making everything up on the spot.

"A hundred?" His eyes fell to the game in front of him for a moment. "Like I have to hit these things a hundred times? In how much time? That seems pretty impossible." He looked back up at him, a look half in disbelief and a look half of that he thought the guy was messing with him. No, he could do 100 points. That shouldn't be too hard, right? He's got this.

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shesawhirlwind:

“I could see that – Stella is awesome. I don’t really know Emma, but maybe I need to change that then!” Bridget’s face faltered a little; people had always commented on her personality, but it didn’t mean she was perfect – her life was far from it. Having a better attitude though helped her to try and move forward. “I was a cheerleader, so I guess I have natural pep. Not always though.” She smiled when he seemed to enjoy the candy, and a bought of laughter burst from her when Caspar revealed his job at the carnival. “I’m sorry, but for the life of me I can’t imagine you working the disco room.” She was still chuckling, but tried to gain her composure though. “Maria is cool. So you two are friends?”

"Well, I've been here since the beginning, so I know almost everyone. Except a bunch of the newbies, though some of them are either way too happy and chirpy like you or they seem to have a stick completely up their ass and can't take a joke." He rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest. "The difference between those two though, is even though you're all happy most the time that I see you, it means you're definitely more positive than some of the other people around here and don't tell anyone, but I like that." More positive than him even. Though what did you expect with his backstory? "Oh, no offense sunshine, but I hated cheerleaders. And I never even had the opportunity to be in high school with them." Not that he was complaining. "You think I wanted to be there? I just wanted to stay back at the compound, but Luke and Maria drug me here and there was no way I was spending the whole day alone so I signed up for a job. Some dumb reason, I let them pick for me." He nodded at her words. Maria was pretty cool. If people couldn't tell by how inseparable the three mutants were. "Yeah, we're friends. I really didn't expect to get so close to a founder when I first got here. Figured it'd be better to avoid them all, but here I am."

[stellacadwell]

Stella had excused herself from the petting zoo for a little while and was wandering around the carnival. She saw Caspar by himself and frowned, walking over. “Why are you alone Mr. Grumpypants?” 

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[voodoomastvr]

Caspar had found time for another small break a few hours after his first, but really he wasn’t sure what to do and of course Luke and Maria were both working so he had no one to actually hang out with. So, standing off to the side, he looked at the rides that were running, watching as the ferris wheel turned. When Stella came, he looked over at her. “Cause I don’t like anyone out here and my friends are both busy?” He gave the younger girl a small smirk before shrugging. “I just got on my break and I wasn’t too sure what to do.”

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aster-reinhart:

“Yeah! Well I’m supposed to be but I’ve mostly just been playing it. But now you’re here and I am definitely running the game.” Aster smiled wide, wiggling the hammer as if that would entice the other boy to take it.

He took the hammer as he offered it then looked at the moles. “How many do I have to hit to win a prize?” He asked as he looked back up at him. He wasn’t quite sure why he cared about winning prizes all of a sudden, but he wanted to win a bunch to take back to the compound. Then he could show them off to Luke and Maria. 

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shesawhirlwind:

Bridget wasn’t sure if Caspar’s nickname was a good of bad thing – she couldn’t really read the guy yet. When a smile followed though she assumed the first, and returned the grin. “I guess that’s me,” she chuckled, popping another piece of the fluffy sugar into her mouth. “Sorry for the run in though. This stuff has me more hyper than usual. You wanna try some of mine before you commit yourself? Although, my personal opinion is that it’s the best stuff I’ve ever tasted. Or in a long time, anyhow,” she held it up in offering. “Do anything fun yet?”

“Only other person I could see it being is Stella. Or maybe Emma, you three are always so preppy and it is actually kind of odd.” His face scrunched up a bit before he looked at the cotton candy, shrugging as his eyes went back up to her. “Sure, why not? Don’t want to get one for myself if I end up not liking it, but I find that very unlikely.” He took a small chunk of the cotton candy off, biting some off and eating it as she asked her question. “Not bad. Very sugary. Fun though? Not really. I’ve been stuck in the disco room and while I love hanging out with Maria, that place is really killing my vibe.”

[shesawhirlwind]

No carnival was complete without Carney food. As someone who had grown up in Georgia, Bridget had been to countless ones. She was quite impressed with what the compound had managed to set up; kudos to them all. Cotton candy, however, was her weakness. So of course that was the first place she headed to! Not that the blonde had any shortage of energy in her tiny system. Sugar would only amplify that. After receiving her treat, she excitedly plucked a piece of the pink, sugary goodness into her mouth, nearly running into someone in the process. “I’m sorry!” Bridget quickly apologized, glad she’d steered clear of them, and her cotton candy had come out unscathed. “Are you having a good time here?”

[voodoomastvr]

Caspar quickly stepped to the side before his face got smacked with the cotton candy. As sweet as that would be, literally, cotton candy to the face wasn't really something he was looking forward to. When he saw her, he raised his eyebrows. "Oh, look. It's little Miss Sunshine." He shot a grin her way before crossing his arms over his chest. He hadn't been fond of the carnival so far, but he was trying to have a little fun around here. He also remembered their little meeting. Her personality is exactly what had kept him from wanting to show her his own personality before. Or at least the power part. "How's the cotton candy? I thought about heading over and getting some."

[aster-reinhart-blog]

Whac a Mole had always been Aster’s favourite game, he couldn’t explain why, it was just squashing fake moles with a comically big hammer. Maybe it was the simplicity of it all that appealed to him. He’d been playing for quite some time, trying to top his high-score over and over again, when he noticed someone watching him over his shoulder. “Oh hi! Do you want to turn?” He asked with a grin as he held out the hammer towards them.

[voodoomastvr]

Caspar had been roaming around the carnival, trying to actually find something to do. The dart and balloon game had been pretty cool, but he needed another game before he went back to work in the disco room. Hearing the boy whacking moles, he made his way over and found himself watching the game over the others shoulder on accident. When he turned around to look at him, his eyes flickered to him. “What?" He narrowed his eyes at the other before shaking his head. "Oh, sure. Whacking moles sounds pretty fun. Are you running this game?” 

[voodoomastvr]

When Caspar heard there was a balloon dart game, he had to play it. Maybe that would cut into his short break a little more, but come on, who doesn’t like popping balloons? Okay, maybe not a lot of people, but oh well. Walking up to the booth, his eyes gazed over the prizes he could win. Suddenly. an urge to actually win a prize bubble up inside him and what was that? A smile? No, he could not be getting excited over a carnival, he wouldn’t allow it. Shaking the smile away, he stepped up to the stand. When he saw who was running it, he raised an eyebrow. “Dimitri? I didn’t know you were working out here.” @atmosphcrical

[voodoomastvr]

Caspar did not want to be here. He wouldn’t be here if Maria and Luke wouldn’t have dragged him along, literally. He’d much rather be back at the compound doing anything but working at a carnival. Though, he was getting to work with at least one of his friends so it wasn’t too bad. He needed to take a break though, Maria had gotten him to work the disco room and wow he never thought he’d want to get out of a place more in his life. He knew he’d have a break later with Maria, but a quick fifteen five minute break wouldn’t hurt right? Stepping out, he let out a sigh of relief before looking around. This place was way to high energy for him, but he promised Maria and Luke he’d at least try and have fun. Seeing one of the rides had a smaller line, he went ahead and got in the line, deciding he could try one of them. He wasn’t really paying attention to what it was until he got to the front of the line. Teacups. Looking over them, he narrowed his eyes. Nope, not happening. Letting out a sigh, he looked to the ride attendant. “Are these things even any fun?” He asked him, raising an eyebrow.  @tjeffcrds​

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kitgrays:

“Scared of or had the hots for since I feel like it would be either or a weird mix of both.” Kit was one to dish out compliments where they were deserved, and he had to admit that Caspar did have amazing hair. “Grandmaster, a higher level than master. I’ve known him since I was eighteen since he found me as a homeless brat.”” He remembered the day like it was yesterday when Kit wouldn’t even speak a word and had to steal scraps just to survive. He didn’t think he’d be alive if it wasn’t for Luke so he owed him everything. In all those nights that they cuddled up together, he found that his heart yearned for the male, and this feeling had been going on for a few years. “Oh god, now that day will be pretty freaking hilarious. Wish I could record their reactions then. The Aliens are actually probably very nice, and have been here for a long time.” He shrugged feeling some animosity towards the people that used him. “I love that guy,” he said as his cheeks grew warm was he uttered those words aloud. “That’s fair actually so I don’t mind.” He shied away a bit. “I would never think of hurting Luke, that guy’s my entire world.”

“Someone being scared of me yet also attracted to me? I could definitely see that.” Though he would admit, he hadn’t run across anyone like that yet. Actually, he was pretty sure most people were scared of him and his power. Even some of the mutants in the compound, but he didn’t blame them. If someone could control him, he would probably be terrified too. “I am pretty sure we were all homeless at some point and pretty sure my parents though I was a brat.” Though, now he didn’t really care what his parents thought. They hadn’t come looking for him. They never found him. At the though, Caspar’s lips turned down into a frown and his fingers curled into fists. He snapped out of it thought when he heard him again, his eyes flickering back to him as he let out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding. “Yeah, honestly sometimes I think aliens probably have it better than us.” He forced a smile, not much of one though. “Luke is a pretty lovable person, isn’t he?” 

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kitgrays:

“Could totally see you as the cool dad, and I mean you do already have the killer hair for it. Messing with Luke is an art form only three of us have fully mastered. You my friends might hold the title of grandmaster.” Kit giggled loving the idea of simply teasing Luke. “We just have to wait until they get bored of us and find something else to hate, like aliens for example. Pretty sure there might be an attack soon or something, and then they will whine and cry about how they need the x-men. I mean us.” He laughed. “Also his code name is Hercules, right? Or Heracles? Either way, Wonder boy is perfect.” he smiled. “I’m twenty-three why is everyone so keen on calling me kid? Fine, it’ll be our little secret. You’re a selective sweet, and I’m glad that you and Luke are friends. Though I bet you wish he never found me, huh? I get that I might be a lot sometimes, kind of like the extra baggage.”

“I would be the cool dad that everyone was scared of,” He ran a hand back through his hair as he mentioned it, a grin on his lips. Damn, this kid was building his ego, but hey, he wasn’t going to stop him. “Obviously I am the master, I have known him for a long time.” And they had been friends since the day they met, it was like an instant click with the two. Obviously annoying each other was on the list of things they had to do though, so he had to make sure to keep the title of the best. “I will laugh the day those people actually ask for our help, because I am telling you now, I won’t help. They don’t deserve my help.” If anything, he was probably going to help whatever it was attacking them. Especially if he ever found the assholes who held him hostage for a few years. “Yep, that his name. Don’t wear it out.” While he knew that, Caspar still preferred Mr. Incredible, he had always been a fan of that movie. “Everyone younger than me is kid, sorry dude.” He shrugged his shoulders and chuckled. “That isn’t true. I really don’t care who Luke is friends with as long as they don’t try and hurt him, or take him from being my best friend. Avoid those two things and I don’t really mind. Same with Maria.”

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orionxa:

“I will only allow you to borrow my body so make it good.” Orion looked up from his notebook with a smirk. “What do I get out of it if I help?” He asked raising an eyebrow. His words implied he wasn’t going to help but the smile breaking out on his lips said differently. 

“Dammit, Orion. Not the person I was wanting to find for this, but,” he sat down across from him with a smirk of his own. “I know you just love causing trouble and you know my power is very great at doing so,” he raised his eyebrows at him. “Well, you get the enjoyment of hanging out with the coolest mutant around here.” He said, his lips turning up into a grin. “What do you want? Just know your options are very limited.”

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shesawhirlwind:

Bridget was in the best of moods. She’d just had lunch with Daemon, and finished a book she couldn’t put down. Spotting an unfamiliar face, she was surprised at his bold and vague question. Although she could be tougher than the facade she put on, Bridget also was usually willing to help someone out regardless of whether she knew then or not. “Sure!” she chirped, springing from her spot and onto her feet. “Quick and easy, huh? Because that doesn’t sound mysterious at all,” she mused, a bright grin splitting her features. “So what do you need help with, ye whose name I’ve yet to learn?”

The perkiness almost caught Caspar off guard. No one round here was that happy and for a moment, it left the man speechless. Finally, he shook his head and let out a puff of air. There was no way he was asking this girl his question. He didn’t want to actually scare people off, it just kind of happened sometimes when he spoke up about his power. So now it was either ask her the task, or stall long enough to think of a new one. “Well, I am a pretty mysterious person,” he mused, “the name is Caspar. Please don’t compare me to that weird cartoon ghost though.” Caspar loved the thought of spirits, but in no way was he the friendly type, at least not to most people. “And yours is?” He asked with a raise of a brow. After this, he wasn’t sure if he would actually interact with the girl again. Maybe he was wrong though. Some of the other people he had met seemed nice at first but seemed to be pretty tough and hell, maybe she was fun too.