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Caspian Moon

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a character in “Stay...”, as played by SleepingInTheGardens

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C A S S P E RxxM O O N
☽ "I've been known to give my all" ☾

Fᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ✦ Kai (Kim Jongin)
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧
#32127A
Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦
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✧F U L LxxN A M E✧
Cassper Jay Moon

✧N I C K N A M E S ?✧
Cass is really the only nickname he's ever responded to

✧A G E✧
twenty-three

✧S E X U A LxxO R I E N T A T I O N✧
Pansexual (and generally open about it)

✧E T H N I CxxB A C K G R O U N D✧
60% Korean + 40% French + Born in America.

✧R E L A T I O N S H I PxxS T A T U S✧
Engaged

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✧H A I R✧
Generally a dark golden-brown, which appears lighter in the direct sunlight, but a darker chocolate color in dim lighting. He was blessed with naturally straight, silky locks. Though it looks like his hair is always style to perfection, rarely if ever does Cassper have time for that. His usual hair styling routine includes running his fingers through it a couple of times before heading out.

✧E Y E S✧
Cass' eyes are very feline-like, dipping down slightly at the tear ducts and coming to a sharp closing at each end. They are a rich brown, sometimes decorated with golden specks around the pupil. Also depends on lightning.

✧B O D YxxT Y P E / S H A P E✧
It comes with the territory of being a dancer, but Cassper has a very defined and fit figure, but still thin enough to be ridiculously flexible.

✧H E I G H T / W E I G H T✧
6 ft. 168lbs

✧S T Y L E✧
Anything stretchy! Generally, jay wears some form of sweatpants and simple t-shirts because they are the easiest and lightest pieces of clothing to dance in. He can dress up quite nicely when he needs to, but he very seldom does. As long as he is comfortable in what he is wearing, it generally doesn't matter what it is.

✧T A T T O O S / P I E R C I N G S / M A R K I N G S✧
right arm

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✧L I K E S✧
+Dancing/Teaching dance
+Strong coffee (espresso)
+Sweets of any kind
+Reading
+Cooking for others
+Late night walks
+Stormy nights

✧D I S L I K E S✧
-Beer (but he likes any other kind of alcohol)
-Onions
-Alarm clocks
-Big crowds
-Close-minded people
-Jump scares
-Those who judge someone without getting to know them first

✧Q U I R K S ? H A B I T S✧
Infectious laughter: It's almost impossible not to laugh when listening to Cass laugh.
Can easily sleep anywhere at any time
Can't swim: Cass' parents never taught him how to swim, and it's a little embarrassing to tell people that now as an adult

✧P E R S O N A L I T Y✧
Ask around town and anyone that knows Cassper will tell you the same thing; one of the purest souls you'll ever meet. There's not a single malicious bone in Cassper's body, and that can easily be seen in how he treats those around him. He's a creature of kindness and a "take-things-as-they-are" kind of guy. He'll never try to change a single thing about someone, but rather try to learn to love them for what they are. He's a bit sensitive, in the way that has others' pain affect him as if it were his own. Cassper knows he can't fix peoples problems for them, and that's exactly what upsets him.

He's every bit of a social butterfly, striking up conversations with strangers as if he's known them all their lives, but he's not as talkative as one would think. And just as much as he likes being with people, he also appreciates his alone time. He's a bit of a contradiction in a way, just as easily capable of being an extrovert to choosing to stay cooped up in his apartment all night with a bowl of popcorn over going to the party down the street.
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FACE CLAIM
Jongin Kim

PLAYED BY
SleepingInTheGardens

So begins...

Caspian Moon's Story

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CASSPER MOON

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"I'm sorry Cass...I promise I didn't plan on staying this long but...I got a really good offer."

Cassper's almond eyes were glued to the ceiling as he listened in silence to his girlfriend's voice coming through the speaker. He let a sigh escape him, but not loud enough for her to hear. Was he upset? Yes. Because it had become painfully obvious that his girlfriend was choosing her career over him, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. And yet, somehow it felt like he wasn't as upset as he should be. "Alright."

"You're angry..." her voice came again. Cass got to his feet, plucking the small cell from where it rested on the pillow and bringing it to his ear. "I'm not." he said plainly. It may have been bending the truth a little, but it wasn't a lie. Although common sense told him he should be throwing a fit right now, it just wasn't in him. "I know how badly you wanted this, so, don't worry about me. I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself." he added, letting a playful smile stretch over his face even if the girl couldn't see it.

"You're the best."
"I know."

The rest of the conversation turned into small talk and simple goodbyes until the call came to an end. Cassper's eyes remained on the black phone screen for several silent beats before it was placed back into his pant pocket. It was now five minutes past midnight, and the notorious dance professor had to be up early the next morning for a class, and yet he was wide awake. The majority of the town was probably long since asleep, but Cassper knew that laying in bed would only result in his gawking at the empty ceiling for countless hours until, only managing to get two or three hours of rest. Instead, he opted to take a walk, as he usually did in cases like these.

The weather was perfect for a stroll, not too cold, but just cold enough. And no matter how long Cass walked, the streets remained empty. Perhaps a couple of cars drove by every now and then, but the nightlife in Lawrence had always been practically non-existent. Not a single soul except himself and a lone shadow up ahead that resulted in him slowing his pace. The air felt heavy with something Cass couldn't really place and his footsteps eventually stopped all together. The shadow seemed to be wavering from side to side, and it took only a couple more seconds for Cassper to realize said shadow was a person who, by the looks of it, was really badly hurt.

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"Halden, mate, you're too smart for your own good. You've got to learn to keep outta trouble," His mother said, frazzled one afternoon, "You've got a younger brother who thinks the world of you, and How are you going to feel when he gets himself suspended for telling a teacher to study Pi instead of eat it?"

"Well, Just because you're insecure because you're about as useless as tits on a bull, doesn't mean you have to run around slinging your cock and balls like you're something special, mate," had been Halden's keen and sharp tongued response to the Jock cunt who'd called him a nerd in front of the entire party. Apparently those were fighting words. Halden had got a couple good blows in, but ultimately, the prick's friends had taken a couple dirty shots. Halden found himself kicked out of the party. In his drunken anger and self destructive nature, he'd tried to do a handspring... That hadn't ended well.


"I hate this stupid motherfucking piece of shit town. I fucking hate it. I hate everyone in it," Halden grumbled to himself as he stumbled down the road. His nose was most likely broken, and he was 98% certain that he had sprained his wrist. Drinking plus parkour is never a good combination. He stopped, lighting a cigarette, completely unaware of the fact that his face looked like something out of a horror scene. He felt the nicotine hit the receptors in his brain and he exhaled heavily.Nicotine is a stimulant. When you're exposed to toxic levels of organophosphate, the neurotransmitter acetylcholine builds up at synapses and disrupts nerve impulses. Acetylcholine is able to imitate the electrical stimulation you'd normally associate with your vagus nerve, and all that excess acetylcholine overstimulates the neurons. Because nicotine is so similar to acetylcholine, it too binds to nicotinic cholinergic receptors.

His brain ran rampant as he stumbled down the street, not really paying attention to his surroundings before it was too late. It was just his luck to run into the only pedestrian in fucking Lawrence. "Shit, mate. I am so so sorry. I was not paying attention to where I was going. I'm sorry," Halden slurred.

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Some part of Cassper knew he should probably take the apology and continue walking, because whatever this guy had been involved in was clearly ugly and not something the twenty-three year old needed in his life. The other part, however, to;d him that he would feel like absolute shit if he turned a blind eye and ignored what was now in front of him. His rounded eyes strained through the darkness in an attempt to see the stranger's face better. He was tall...really tall, but his face looked young. Too young to be in a situation like this anyway.

"Uh, no, it's fine- don't worry about it, I-" Cassper's eyes scanned the stranger again, something indescribably turning in his stomach at the sight. "Are- are you alright? Do you need any help? Want me to call an ambulance?" And there that voice came again. Common sense that told him to not get involved, but how could he not when he had a this young man in front of his covered in blood and bruises? "Here, just- stop walking and lean against this wall for a second." It was an undeniable fact that the guy was drunk, and judging by his height and overall look, Cassper assumed he was around his age, maybe even older. All the more reason to walk away before things got even more messy, but Casper's feet were glued to the pavement.

"Seriously, you need to get to a hospital..." Cassper added, his words dripping with alarm.

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Is he calling me an ambulance, is he going to take me to hospital? I don't need hospital. I need a glass of water, some ibuprofen, and a bench to curl up on or a tree to set a tent up at. You're a fucking failure, Halden. A right fucking fail- Did he say ambulance? Is he calling me an ambulance? I don't need hospital. Water will rehydrate me, causing the hangover to be non existant. Hair of the dog is bullshit.
Halden's keen but intoxicated mine struggled to keep up with the stranger's ramblings, catching only "Ambulance, and hospital."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow your roll there..."Who're you talking to there, mate?
"I, Am quite fine, mate," Halden replied drunkenly, before catching his reflection in a parked car's window. He let out a laugh, and met Cass' eyes. Finally the inside reflects the outside. congrats you piece of shit.
"I probably gave you a fucking heart-attack. I look like stuck me face into a blender... Most of this blood is from my nose. That's all. Some Bull's tit and his friends beat.. threw a couple of lucky shots. I promise I don't need to get to hospital. Please don't take me there, mate. You can just pretend you never sawr me. and I'll be on me way. Have a great rest of your night."" He pulled down on the tip of his nose, straightening it out again with a slight groan. He was drunk enough that he didn't really feel it too much.

Halden looked down at Cass and gave sort of a half shrug, a friendly smile on his face. He turned around to walk off, adjusting the backpack, the one was basically living out of, on his back.

His home life had been rough since he'd been kicked out by his father. His mother left the backdoor unlocked... Not that it mattered. He would've picked it anyways, during the day when his father wasn't there. It was to ensure he was still fed. But she didn't really speak to him, and he made a point to make sure she wasn't home. And when he did, he locked the door back so that he'd hear her enter again, so that he could sneak away while she was doing something else. He was able to keep up on his laundry when his mother went to her Yoga class every Thursday. Halden didn't care. He worked a job waiting tables in a diner 2 nights a week. He was surviving.

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Cassper's tired brain struggled to keep up with the stranger's explanation. Most of the blood was from his nose, but he still looked like he would collapse at any moment from the lack of red liquid in his body. Regardless of where it came out of, blood loss was still blood loss. Not to mention, he was taking it as if this was an every day occurrence. And well, for all Cass knew, it sure as hell could be. That still didn't mean he could comfortable walk away knowing that someone was walking out and about in this state.

Cassper's eyes were large when they met the boy's, probably making him look as if he'd just seen a ghost or two. "Wait-" he took a step forward the moment the boy tried to walk away, his eyebrows furrowing together."I won't call an ambulance, but if you keep walking around like this eventually someone will. Or worse, they might call the police." Towns like Lawrance didn't handle sights like these well, and there's no doubt in Cass' mind that sooner or later someone would see him and have him arrested without asking any questions. "At least get cleaned up a bit..." Cass suggested, his voice hesitating over his next few words. It's not that he distrusted the guy, because he hadn't known him long enough to brew distrust, but he couldn't exactly trust a complete strange either.

"My uh...my apartment is just two blocks down..." he added, hoping the boy would put the rest of the pieces together. Taking a couple more steps forward, Cass lifted his chin to meet a pair of stormy eyes obviously lacking sleep, and extended his hand. "I have food and hot water." The soft smile that spread across Cassper's face was not only for the stranger's sake, but for his own sake, to remind him that he had made the best choice.

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Cassper's nerves riled as he watched and wait for the boy's response. Had he said something wrong, or did he just look that untrustworthy. Lawrence citizens typically trusted Cass, regardless of how well they knew him, and he always tried to come off as amiable as possible. But the male in front of him now seemed to be giving his offer a lot of thought. Then again, if he were offered to stay at a complete stranger's place, he would also think twice before accepting. Cass almost gave up, opting to let the guy continued on his way like he so wished, but a touch of skin quickly changed that.

Cassper smiled, his eyes forming into small crescent moons, as he took in the guy's response. "I'll hold you to that." he said with a nod. The cold air circulated around them,slapping Cassper's bare cheeks and hands. It was only the start of fall, but it already felt like snowflakes could start dropping at any moment. "come on, it's freezing out here." he added, letting the male's hand fall to his side before turning around to lead the way.

The walk was hardly a distance, but the dry air seemed to get colder and wilder as they walked. Relief washed over Cassper like a wave when his apartment building finally came into view and he didn't hesitate to pull out his keys and open the small door that led to the dance studio. Having it usually be filled with students, it felt so empty now. The lights were off, curtains drawn and windows locked. Though in all the time he'd lived in Lawrence, there never has been a need to lock anything, but it still felt like the sensible thing to do. "My apartment is just up the stairs." he explained, his voice somewhat echoing off the studio walls. It may not have been the most luxurious place in Lawrence, but it was clean, warm and secure and that's exactly what this stranger needed right now, if his appearance was anything to go by. "Oh-" once inside his apartment, Cass suddenly turned on his heels to face the boy, his eyes reaching up to meet his. "I'm Cassper...or Cass. Whatever works for you." he said, trying avidly to ignore how much worse the male's face looked now that they had better lighting.

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Cassper took in the name- Haiden- tucking it away in the back of his mind and smiled the the introduction. As much as Cass tried not to stare, Haiden's wounds were beginning to look worse and worse by the second. Granted, he could only see his face, but no doubt there were some more marks hidden underneath his clothing.

"Cassper... Cass. Would it be pushing my limits to ask you for a couple things?" Haiden's voice came though, pulling him from his thoughts, he stared back at the man that was becoming less and less of a stranger. He wasn't going to lie, the question brought a bit of an uneasy feeling to Cass' stomach. Half of him expected for Haiden to ask for money, while the other half imagined the worst. But just as soon as they came, the worries vanished the moment the boy explained. Judging by the list he was given, Cass deducted that all Haiden wanted was to get cleaned up, and something to help with the pain. "I can pay you-"

The dancer's eyes shifted from Haiden's face to the twenty-dollar bill in his hand, and back up. He allowed Haiden to finish his request before letting a soft chuckle escape him. "Keep it." he instructed, gently pushing the hand holding the money back towards it's owner. Cassper may not have been rich, but he at least had enough to let the guy stay at his apartment for free just for a night. "I'm the one that offered you my place, remember? Why would I charge you?" and maybe it made sense to Haiden, but Cassper couldn't in good conscience take any money from him. "You can use whatever you need-" Cass begins, his hand lifting up in a pausing manner. "My only request is..." he pauses, trying to quickly remember where he had placed his first aid kit, and how long it would take him to find it. "that when I come back in a couple of minutes...you'll still be here."

Maybe he was the one asking too much now. Haiden had no obligation to stay. He could just as easily leave as he had come. Really, Cass' only hope was that his kindness had been enough to convince him to stay.

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The bathroom. Caspper thought as he worked to remember where he had stored his first aid kit. His medicine cabinet was stocked. Bandaids, pain killers, muscle relaxers, anything and everything needed to help with swollen muscles and broken bones. So it seemed Halden had found the perfect place to spend the night. Cassper searched high and low, hoping that his house guest wouldn't get tired of waiting for him, until a small white box's edge was spotted in the corner of one of the higher cabinets.

After getting it down, (with some trouble), the dancer made sure everything needed was in there before grabbing a bottle of Aspirin and Ibuprofen, and a couple of small, thin cloths. If these things could help with Cass' never-ending muscle aches and sore feet, they would certainly help with Halden's face.On his way back, Cassper came to a brief stop by the kitchen, his eyes focusing on the small amount of leftovers there was from his dinner as he picked up a bottled water, and imagined Halden would probably need some food to help him stomach the pills. He thought for a moment on what could be made that was quick and easy, but hurriedly shoved that to the back of his mind. Right now, taking care of his face was priority.

Once he stepped out into the living room, Cass' felt the smallest glint of relief to find the guy was just a few feet away from where he had left him. "These are 650 milligrams." he said, handing Haden one of the pills from the Ibuprofen bottle and the water he'd picked up for him. "Whenever I get pains or muscle cramps, all I need is one to do the trick." As he finished his statement, he pulled up a stool, seating himself in front of Halden so their faces were at even level. "Mind if I...take a look?" he asks, albeit a little cautiously, not sure of how much Halden is willing to let him do. But Cass' figures it's probably better to have someone patch your wounds for you, especially when that someone is having to patch his own wounds on a weekly basis.

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Cassper's dark eyes drifted from Halden's face to the bathroom just around the corner. It's not that Cass was bad with blood and wounds, not at all in fact, but he did think it was a a relatively better idea that the guy go wash his face on his own first. Of course, the dancer wouldn't be letting him go just like that. He would have to inspect him once he came back. "Down that hall to the right." the brunette explained, referring to his first question about the bathroom.

He eyed the cigarettes warily. It's not that he was against smoking, per say. He truly just never saw the need for them. But who was he to judge? Somewhere in the back on is mind, Cassper felt that he couldn't even begin to imagine all the shit this stranger had been through to get to where he was now. "And that door leads to the balcony" he adds, his hand gesturing to the door Halden had pointed out before. "But-" he continued, his full attention back on Halden. "Face first.". There you go sounding like a dad again. is probably something his girlfriend or his students would say right about now, and maybe he did, not that it mattered to Halden. He could just as well do whatever he wanted.

"I'll be in the kitchen" he adds as he gets to his feet, his thumb gesturing to the spacious entrance behind him. "Yell for me if you need anything else."

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Cassper watched as Halden disappeared down the hallway and into the bathroom before turning on his heels, kitchen bound. It was late. Almost midnight, but Cass thought maybe his guest might be hungry, or at the very least dehydrated. There were some leftovers from the Thai food Cass had ordered for himself, but not enough to make a meal. The dancer stood stock still in front of the heated stove for a good five seconds before his hands began to move, grabbing an empty saucepan, the leftovers and a couple more ingredients to make a nice stirfry. It wasn’t the most elegant disj he could make, but it was quick, easy and those that had tried Cass’ cooking had nothing but praises for him. So the man set out to work, quickly bringing everything together into the perfect blend of meat, vegetables and spices. Once he was done, he left it on a low heat to keep warm, just in time for Halden to appear on the doorway.

Finally, Cass was able to get a clear look at the damage. It wasn’t as gruesome as he imagined it to be, but there was still some heavy dents in Halden’s otherwise youthful face. And possibly for the first time since they met, Cassper wondered exactly how old this stranger was. ”Sure” he replied, easing a soft smile his way and watched as the tall figure left the kitchen and exited out into the balcony. For several long minutes, Cassper just stood in the kitchen doorway, body leaning against the doorframe, as he looked out into the balcony where Halden was and tried to make sense of it all. He didn’t want to be nosy, but the question of how someone like Halden could end up in a situation like this still hung around in the back of his mind. Granted, Cass knew nothing about him. But he didn’t come off as a trouble maker, if his way of behaving new was anything to go by.

”Did the medicine help?” Cass questioned once Halden had made his way back inside. At the very least his face looked only mildly swollen, and so much less alarming without all the red liquid smeared on it. ”Can I take a look now?” he asked, a bit less cautiously than the time before. ”Then maybe you can get something to eat… and take a hot shower. Sometimes that helps” the dancer bit his bottom lip to keep himself from rambling yet again. A habit that had developed overtime mostly whenever he felt at a loss for what to do. The corners of his lips tilted upwards as he nervously ran a hand through his straight, brown locks. ”If you want. I mean…” His eyes locked on Holden’s for a few seconds and there was something there. Something that Cass himself could relate to at the moment. Pure confusion.

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"Ibuprofen works by blocking the production of prostaglandins, They cause pain and swelling, or inflammation. I think they're working, but please feel free to get me patched up the rest of the way," Cassper blinked a few times, taking in the small amount of information that had just been thrown his way, before letting an amused smile spread over his face. He couldn't tell if Halden was rambling nervously or if this was just something he did on a regular. Either way, he set that aside and got to work, dabbing some healing ointment onto the deeper wounds. The odd mixture had been a gift from one of his students, and it always seemed to do the trick.

His upper body leaned forward, large eyes scanning every inch of Halden's face to make sure each and every wound was clean. There was a swollen eye still very visible, but nothing the ibuprofen and an ice pack couldn't fix. There was a short silence, but was quickly broken by the sound of Halden's stomach. Well that answered that question, Cass thought, the soft smile that had vanished slowly coming back. But before he could comment, Halden spoke again, his question leaving the dancer at a bit of a loss for words. Cassper's dark yet transparent eyes stared back at his house guest with genuine confusion.

"Um- nothing..." he finally responded with a tilt of the head, making it almost sound like a question rather than a statement, because what could Cass possibly what of him? He bit his bottom lip in thought before dark eyes locked on Halden's again. "Do people usually expect something back when they do things for you?" he asked, though he probably already knew the answer. Cass was old enough to know that most people didn't do things for others without expecting anything back. Lucky for Halden, Cassper was not most people. "I don't want anything from you..." he clarified in case Halden hadn't gotten the message clearly. "I just want to help...because I can."