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Jasper James

"Your well-being comes before mine."

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a character in “The Midnight Lounge”, originally authored by Sonohra, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Full Name: Jasper Andrew James

Other Names: Jasper (JJ or Jaz by those really close (like his girl friend))

Gender: Male

Age: 29

Orientation: Bisexual

Hometown: Born in the Ukraine, raised in Miami, Florida

Role: The Security

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Personality:
Jasper is very withdrawn from the world around him. He keeps quiet and is generally feared around the lounge. He is tall and demeaning, even though he is not that way at all. He is forceful and harsh and lets nothing slip by him. He is the only one in the club who would kill in order to have stability returned to the club. He does not hesitate. He does whatever he needs to do, whether he likes it or not. This tends to frighten a lot of people. Jasper is feared by many, except for Haley. She seems to be the only one who really is not afraid to play around with him. Jasper can be kind to his friends and family. He cares greatly for those around him and will do whatever he can for them.

Only around Haley is very charming and pleasant. He is smooth and caring. Very sweet and gentle. Jasper is the one who would wait for you until the world ends. He is very stubborn and will do anything for those he trusts. He does not give out his trust easily. Those in his little circle are very special to him and will not let harm come to them. He loves to hug and caress Haley when he can and give her loving kisses. Haley tends to be the one who teases him and get him to become more passionate. Because of his age and experiences, it makes him very good at being passionate and having sex. Or so he hears. He really doesn't care.


Likes:
  • Order
  • Holding Authority
  • Kids
  • Hugs (though he won't give any)
  • Horror Movies
  • Honesty
  • Sex with Haley

Dislikes:
  • Secrets
  • Lies
  • Big Egos
  • Violence
  • Fighting
  • Being Forced into Fighting
  • Criminals

Strengths:
  • Hand-to-Hand Combat
  • Firearms
  • Holding a Leadership Position
  • Deductive Reasoning and Tracking
  • Sex ^.^

Weaknesses:
  • Expressing True Feelings
  • Having Empathy for Others
  • Blind Trust to Those He Trusts
  • His Past

Fears:
  • Learning of his Past
  • Loosing the Use of His Body
  • Loosing the Little He Has Managed to Gain

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History:
Jasper cannot remember his past. He does not remember anything that has happened before the age of 8. He only remembers waking up and being taken to new parents. Jasper never cared for anything that happened to him at that point. His new parents were great and kind. Sadly though, on his way back from school at the age of 13, he was kidnapped by slave traders and shipped out of the country. He was taken to America and forced to work for others. They would beat him and torture him if he did not do as they asked. Only one year into that whole process, he was trained to fight and moved into fights. He was great at it. He was undefeated. He killed many people, unaware that killing was morally wrong.

As he grew to be more charming and handsome, he was moved into becoming an escort. He was 15 years old and the one in most demand because of his young age. Even after being in the fighting rings, some seemed to like his scars. He had no reason to rebel against the new position. He knew no other life. He only stayed in the program for 2 and a half years. Jasper grew frustrated with the way he was treated and broke of. He ran away. The gangs hunted him down, but he refused to get caught.

He lived on the streets for a few months. He starved and suffered from pneumonia. He was on the brink of death until the Madam found him on the street. She took the boy in and nursed him quickly back to health. She made him into the security guard and he lived like that, grateful to the Madam his entire life. He promised her that he would watch her daughter with his life, not knowing that he would eventually fall in love with the girl. He wishes he never fell in love with the girl and feels like he betrayed the Madam.

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So begins...

Jasper James's Story

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“The Midnight Lounge, how can I help you?” Evony answered the phone crisply, her voice laced with smooth confidence and an air of business-like authority. It was a tone Evony had come to perfect over the years, as answering the phone seemed to be a constant staple in her life; sort of an occupational hazard that came with her line of work. It was exactly the tone a man wanted to hear when doing business in this field. They didn’t like to be pestered, or have to go through the formalities, especially her wealthiest clients. And Evony was well adapted to catering for those types.

”Miss de la Longine, it’s Lucian Norton.”

“Ah, Mr Norton,” her voice oozed professionalism, “Confirming your appointment with Ray J, I assume?”

“Yes, eleven thirty tonight?” he asked. Mr Norton ran a hedge fund in the city. He was in his mid-four ties, and had a wife who he lived with yet didn’t speak to, and four daughters in their teenage years. He had a regular booking with Ray every fortnight on a Wednesday evening. He was the kind of man who checked everything, even the tiniest things. Under his watchful eye, not a single appointment, figure or date went unchecked. He was a perfectionist, but he was wealthy and used her services, which was all that mattered to Evony at the end of the day. Of course, she liked to have some degree of knowledge about her clients but, to her, business was everything. She was cut-throat and she didn’t like failure.

“That’s when I have you down for, Mr Norton,” she informed him.

“Perfect. Good evening,” he replied, before hanging up.

Evony set the phone down on her nightstand, a beautiful little circular table crafted from a deep purple marble. It rested on three golden metal legs, arranged like the points of a triangle, beside her four-poster bed. The bed was adorned completely in white bedding; white duvet, white sheets, white throws, white cushions. Thin, white strips of material swept up towards the top of the bed, winding along the wooden columns that held up the canopy. The wood was painted in the same shade of purple as the nightstand. The style of Evony’s room was exceptionally glamorous, which fitted with the Madam’s general demeanour.

There were three floors to The Midnight Lounge. On the bottom floor, at the entrance, was the bar. Behind that, the building gave way to six individual rooms where the real money was made. Each room was themed in a different style, so as the customer could choose what feel they wanted. Above that was the second floor, which was the main living quarters. There was a main room in the centre, with a small kitchen and sitting room. The girl’s bedrooms came off that room, so they could live on the premises. Above that was the third and final floor, which acted as a home to Evony and her children. It wasn’t that they couldn’t afford a house of their own; Evony easily had enough money to buy several houses of her own. But businesses did not run themselves, and places like this which made high profits and catered to the entitled who easily had the ability to be choosey required a lot of work. Evony simply didn’t have the time to maintain and live in a house of her own. Their floor was considerably more spacious than the one the girl’s occupied. Each member of the family had an en suit bathroom and a large bedroom. They also had a sitting room of their own, and a small kitchen, but it was rarely used. Coming off Evony’s bedroom was a small office, where she ran usually ran the business from. The girls were strictly forbidden from entering the top floor, unless an emergency arose that required her urgent attention. After all, she had to maintain a certain degree of privacy. In the basement was a gym and a swimming pool. The girls were expected to keep their bodies in a certain condition, and if they were unable to maintain the looks she’d employed them for, they were gone.

This evening was a particularly busy one for Evony. She’d been booked by a wealthy senator, David Beaumont, for his retirement party. Evony’s girls were expected arrive towards the end of the evening and socialise with the guests. Then, as the party drew to a close around eleven and only his close friends were left, that was when their day jobs finally begun. They were expected to drench the men with attention and then, of course, sleep with them. Evony was escorting them, to make sure order was kept and they did their jobs correctly. Jasper was also coming along, to ensure their safety, and also Haley, to help manage business, but mainly because Evony didn’t want to leave her at The Midnight Lounge without the watchful eye of herself or Jasper. Because Ray J had a previous booking, she was the only girl not coming, but Evony had known Mr Norton a while and was fairly confident Jasper was not required in this situation. Anthony was also staying here, to keep the bar open, should any police or others come poking around. Evony knew leaving Anthony alone with a girl, especially one she knew he’d had his eye on recently, was just tempting fate, but she didn’t have much choice. She didn’t want to leave Haley to front the business instead. It wasn’t that Evony didn’t trust her daughter; it was just that she was often so much vulnerable than her brother. Though he was only two years her senior, he still behaved so much older than Haley. And frankly, despite his inability to keep his eyes and hands off the prostitutes working here, Evony trusted him to look after himself more. And so it was settled, that was their evening.

Evony stood up from the bed, bending back down to smooth the duvet and replace the cushions in their correct place before leaving her room to enter the family sitting room, where she knew Haley would be.

“Haley, darling?” Evony asked her daughter. “Can you please let the girls know we’ll be leaving in forty minutes, make sure Jasper knows too. And would you please be ready to go then as well.” Though her words were phrased politely, it was a question and not a statement. She’d used a term of endearment for her daughter, but she did not expect the girl to defy her mother.

Evony knew Haley wasn’t fond of the lifestyle she’d chosen for the family, and she wished she’d chosen differently. Evony had always been close to Anthony, their relationship had always been caring and he’d rarely held any resentment for her. But her relationship with Haley always felt slightly strained. Of course she loved her daughter, but she never seemed to quite connect with her in the same way she did with her son.

But tonight, Evony’s family issues were irrelevant. She dealt in sex; that was the plain and simple of it. People came to her to forget their issues and their problems. Her girls would take all that away, in their skimpy dresses and lacy lingerie. They gave the men what they wanted. They created a fantasy, a gloss of perfection that overlaid reality and erased it for a time. Evony didn’t just trade in sex; she traded in an evanescent mirage. The unattainable.

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Jasper had spent his day just watching the girls, particularly Haley. It was his job to watch her, but while she was out in the bar, Jasper also watched the other girls. Most of them were pretty easy to take care of, some of them were trouble makers. Jasper knew that they never meant to cause trouble, but their personality would sometimes clash with a client and not always end well. Only an hour ago, he had kicked out a drunk idiot who was just being an ass. Jasper didn't tolerate any jack-assery. Anything he deemed dangerous was automatically kicked out. The only thing that Jasper couldn't kick out were the drunk girls that would wander into the lounge from time to time. They would flirt with him and touch him and he did not like that, but he knew he couldn't kick them out because they were drunk and touchy. Jasper just had to deal with it. They were few in number, but were hard to manage every time.

Jasper stood tall and strong now, taking his place by the door. The smell of alcohol and smoke filled his lungs and though the smell used to make him gag, he was used to it now. It was a daily ritual. The smells and sights were the same to him everyday. Nothing was new to him. Jasper wondered if this was what it was like to have a real job... except he'd get paid and have his own house and get paid. Stuff like that. Jasper would never know. Jasper didn't have a high school diploma. He could never get a job with out that high school certificate of completion. No one would higher some idiot muscle dude. Jasper tried not to think about it too much.

The time was ticking, and was ticking fast. The business was slowing down. Jasper had managed to schedule the general day of the lounge. He new when business would boom, and when it would slow down. Right now, it was a bit calm. No trouble seemed to happen at this time. So Jasper took this importunity to shower quickly. He headed back to his room and stripped to take a shower. Jasper loved to take showers, but knew he did not have a lot of time to take them. He was in and out of the shower in five minutes. He needed to get back into the lounge before someone went looking for him, but usually Haley would know where to find him. Haley. He hadn't seen her too much today. Yeah he had seen her, but had not talked to her. Had not spent time with her. They never got to spend too much time together. It was hard when he was almost sure that Haley's mother would not like to see them together.

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The previous night, Haley had been unable to sleep again. Obviously she had stayed up until at least two or three in the morning, just writing and listening to music. In case anyone could hear her, she decided against playing guitar, though she doubted anyone would have been able to hear her anyways. After awhile she ended up sneaking downstairs to see Jasper, just wearing a long, grey v-neck which she had no doubt he enjoyed. That was never her goal though, pants were just overrated. For a long time she had stayed with him, most of the time just laying there. Unfortunately she couldn't risk someone finding them, or even seeing her sneaking back up to her room, so she ended up having to leave around five. After that she'd passed out on her bed, curled up holding a pillow with a shirt on it instead of a pillowcase.

She didn't sleep for long, but she slept past the time that she was supposed to be up and down at the bar. Everyone there knew that when she actually did sleep, you really shouldn't wake her up. When she finally did get up though, which was around noon, she almost immediately rose and went to get changed. Black jeans, white button-down, and a pair of black sneakers. There was no point in putting on fancy shoes, or at least heels to make her look taller, she would be behind the bar with her brother. The only part they would see of her was waist-up, and the bar was naturally a bit above the floor so she would at least look normal height. Her brother still towered over her though, but that was a given. Then again, everyone towered over her, so it wasn't much of a surprise. It didn't bother her that much, except for the times she was teased about it.

It was around seven that night when she noticed Jasper leave, Not that she had been watching him or anything, but it was hard not to notice him when there was crazy, drunk girls hanging on him all the time. Alright, maybe it wasn't all the time, but it was a good portion of the time. There was nothing she could do about it though, and she knew that he wasn't able to throw them out for something as silly as that. She couldn't say she wasn't pleased when he got away from them though. About a half hour after he had left, to make sure no one even suspected that she was going up to see him, she excused herself from the bar. The man she had been speaking with, or more like flirting with, looked pretty upset that she was leaving.

Going up to her room first, she took a quick shower before going out to read in the sitting room. She didn't want to get ready before her mother told her to, since she didn't want to stay in that uncomfortable dress for longer than she had to. Quicker than she thought though, her mother was telling her to tell everyone else to get ready, and then get prepared herself. "Alright mum," -do I really have to go tonight? There was no way that she wanted to be around tonights happenings, but she wasn't about to question her mother. When the woman had mentioned Jasper her heart has sped up, the same way it always did when her mum mentioned her secret-boyfriend. It wasn't healthy for her to be lying to her mother like this, but she wasn't going to get Jasper in trouble either.

She went into her room and slipped on a black dress and a pair of heels. It took her less than five minutes to get changed, since she hadn't wanted to go down to the girls rooms with a robe on. When she got to their floor she just yelled out that they were to be ready to leave within a half hour, figuring that would be easier than trying to find each and every girl. As she headed towards Jasper's room though, her heart seemed to speed up again, even though her mum had specifically told her to tell him to be ready. When she entered his room he was still in the shower, and though she knew she should probably have just left him a note, instead she went over to his bed to sit and wait for him to be out.

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The shower was hot and calmed Jasper's nerves, if only a little. He closed his eyes for a moment until he heard the click of heels enter his room. That meant Haley needed to talk to him. Whether it was instructions from her mother or just something she wanted to say. Whatever it was, Jasper felt obliged to not keep the young woman waiting any longer than she should have to. Jasper cleaned off the rest of the soap that lingered on his muscular body and turned the shower off. He grabbed a towel and dried himself lazily, to then wrap the towel around his waist. He took a moment to look at himself in the mirror. His bare chest had scars on it. The more defined scars lay on his back, out of his view. Each scar held a story, and each story, a memory he wished he could forget.


Jasper grabbed another towel and exited the bathroom with a quiet sigh. He looked up at Haley, who looked absolutely stunning in her dress and heels. She looked amazing, and he just needed a moment to take it all in. He stood in the darkness of his room, a towel around his waist, and one over his head, admiring his love. And though he wanted to smile at her, he knew that his smile would be insincere. Instead, he walked to her, tracking water on the ground. He leaned down over her, and touched her face gently, before giving Haley a kiss. To Jasper, time seemed to stop. It had only been maybe 3 minuted since he exited the shower, but it felt like more. He felt that he had stared at Haley for 15 minutes. Her lovely blue eyes captivated him and her dark hair seemed to come alive and pull him in to her.

The kiss was brief. Nothing to special for Jasper. He kissed her and stepped back. "Gorgeous." Was all Jasper could manage to say. Or all he wanted to say. He wasn't much of a talker. He usually let Haley do all the talking. He was a good listener, and she was a good talker. Jasper pushed his door closed and locked it in order for him to change and for Haley to have a moment to speak her mind. He went through his closet (which didn't hold many clothes), waiting for Haley to speak her mind. Tell him what it was that she came to talk to him about, or if she just want to stare at his naked body while it lasted. For whatever reason, he did not care. She was here and to him, that's all he wanted. Jasper's hair was still wet and the water glistened on his bare skin.

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The sound of the shower being turned off made her breath catch in her throat. Would Jasper be angry at her for coming in his room without his permission? No, of course not, she told herself, you're just being silly. Her own thoughts weren't even comforting her, and she continued to think that he would be upset that she came in his room while he was showering. She should have just gone back to her room when she heard him in the shower, she could have come back later. It wasn't like they were leaving in the next couple minutes, or like Jasper took long showers. He probably would have been out by the time she climbed the stairs back up to her own room. If she wanted, she could probably sneak out now. He would never know she had been in his room.

Before she had a chance to make her escape, though, the bathroom door opened up and revealed a half-naked Jasper. She chewed on her bottom lip nervously, feeling the heat rise in her face and paint her cheeks a rosy color. The only reason that kept her from trying to hide it was that it was already somewhat dark in the room, he must have dimmed the lights before showering, and it wasn't likely that he would catch it. Though the way that he seemed to watch her made her doubt that, but it also made her believe that he might not be mad at her. When he began moving towards her thought, she relaxed completely. If he was angry he likely would have just gone to his closet to get dressed, not bothered to come over to her. The sight of him trailing water on the floor almost made her laugh, that's why you bring your clothes in the room with you, she thought. At least it was what she did, but she knew some of the other girls here sort of just... went around without anything on.

The kiss was expected, but what wasn't was the length of it. Though she told herself not to think much of it, that would just make her seem insecure or something silly like it. He just needed to get dressed. "Thank you." Her smile was clear in her voice, even though Jasper's back was turned to her. "Anyways," she managed, clearing her throat before attempting to speak again. "Momma de la Longine requests that you are ready to leave in forty minutes. Though that was about fifteen minutes ago, so now you have about twenty five minutes." She stood and began towards the door. "Try not to let the girls hang on you too much tonight," she joked, though she did happen to be quite jealous when such things happened.

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Haley was quiet for a moment, then finally found her voice. Jasper wondered if he maybe was afraid of him for some reason... He knew that he had a hard time expressing himself, and that would often be the cause of her tense posture. She was so nervous around him. It made him made at himself more than anything else. He froze for a second, thinking about how much he sucked at sharing his thoughts. Jasper was brought back to earth when Haley began to speak again. "Momma de la Longine requests that you are ready to leave in forty minutes. Though that was about fifteen minutes ago, so now you have about twenty five minutes." He heard her footsteps move to the door. "Try not to let the girls hang on you too much tonight," It seemed like she said it as a joke, but know she actually meant it. Jasper tried to keep the girls off him, but he was very soft spoken, and never seemed to say no to them.

He slipped on a white t-shirt quickly and turned around to look at Haley. He wished he could just find his voice to just tell the girls to get off him, but (1) he was too nice to say anything and (2) if anyone had any suspicions of him and Haley, he would be dead. He rubbed the water of his face and shook his hair, then turned back to his closet. "You don't have to leave... you should stay." He said quietly. Jasper wanted her to stay. He wanted her presence near his. There were so many things he wanted to say to her, but just wouldn't come out of his mouth. He pulled out a white button down and slipped it on, still only wearing a towel around his waist. He turned to see if his love had left as he buttoned his shirt up. Maybe she had stayed, or left...