Spice and Sparkles ((Closed RP- Baron Harkonnen, Jasper, and the Raptor))

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((Many thanks to A-mun for coming up with the thread title. It is my area of extreme FAIL.))

Although he couldn't claim to be satisfied, the Baron had finally gotten his rooms in order. He was still irritated that rooms was really one large room, with a closet and a semi-acceptable bathroom, but didn't plan to put up with it forever. What he'd managed was tolerable for now, and, he'd managed to improve on his wardrobe and the sheets.

And so he was sitting in his room, attempting to enjoy a quiet afternoon and finding it rather impossible. Practicing basic spells in secret was interesting, but, it wasn't enough to occupy an entire day. He required actual diversion, in the form of company. He didn't feel like wandering around the castle, as he'd already had an exhausting last few days, his joints were aching, and he seemed to keep ending up places without chairs. But, he didn't feel like being by himself anymore, and, his mind kept drifting back to his meeting with Jasper.

He did say he'd come visit, and it seemed like he was settled in enough. And so, he decided to see if he'd been getting his hopes up for nothing, or not. Pleasant company was always an excellent diversion, although he didn't expect it would end up quite so pleasant a time as he'd like. And so, managing to summon a piece of paper and a pen from across the room after a couple tries, he penned a short note.

To Jasper Hale,

I've finally made some rooms acceptable for now, and it would be a pleasure if you were to visit me this evening, as we recently chatted about. I shall be looking forward to your response or your arrival,  and shall be hoping for the latter.

Regards,
Baron Vladimir Harkonnen

After folding the note meticulously, he put his head out the door and shouted for a house elf- at least they were appearing instantaneously now, having learned he'd be calling them on a very regular basis. When it appeared, he told it to deliver the note as swiftly as possible, and then to have food brought. He returned to his sofa, practicing more object levitation and summoning, and waiting for either a response, or the evening.

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"We'll have to call a little stroll on the grounds a plan, then. I expect that the summer nights are lovely. It's a great deal more scenic than my homeworld, although it does have it's impressive bits of scenery." Namely volcanoes. Giedi Prime wasn't a 'nice' place at all. He smiled at Jasper, unable to dampen the affection welling up for him. To realize that this perfect creature wanted to spend further time in his company was just so flattering, somehow enhanced by the knowledge that Jasper was apparently fantasizing about him too, just in a much different way. But was it that different? Possibly not from the vampire perspective. True or not, he thought that was an unusually provocative thought.

And then came that almost painfully charming smile of slight awkwardness. It added just the right touch to his apology, and so of course the Baron did interpret it as an exceptionally delightful bit of innuendo. Jasper really was a gem, and was swiftly securing a firm position of favorite in the Baron's mind- it was difficult to imagine anyone could be more entrancing. Needless to say, the Baron was finding himself unusually happy, the emotion unfamiliar, as the Imperium didn't give that many chances for it, but, still pleasureable. And here, it didn't seem such a risk. Without the political games of the Imperium, Vladimir was finding that the environment would allow for a much wider range of behavior. Which could possibly include some level of affection for someone? It was a good enough rationale, at least- Jasper really was far too lovely for it to require too much.

He of course didn't expect Jasper to be staying the night, and so didn't experience anything but a small twinge of disappointment, easily brushed away by Jasper's easy concession to visit him whenever. And entirely eliminated by by Jasper's little statement about interruptions and jealousy. Vladimir certainly did appreciate the sentiment, and probably appeared to literally radiate his pleasure at it, to Jasper's empathic senses. Oh, what a gem indeed.

Vladimir smiled fondly at the departing vampire, and suddenly remembered something that he thought Jasper should be aware of. He really didn't want his new favorite harassed by what he was beginning to worry was some sort of stalker. "Oh, and do be warned, Jasper, there's been this. . . well, he's a raving albino with a sword, and, he's been lurking in my hallway sometimes. I've found that if you you ignore him, he eventually stops hollering." He sounded apologetic, and was, as he was pretty sure that it was specifically him that the albino was stalking on the occasions he was in the corridor. "However, I'm sure you'd be more than a match for him. I'll send you a note very soon- thank you for a lovely evening." His affectionate smile lingered, and the sentiment carried into his words- he really did think that Jasper could deal with the albino fine. Which was saying something- the albino had managed to concern Vladimir somewhat, which wasn't easy. Respect. . . that was one of the strangest parts of this unfamiliar feeling that he seemed to be unavoidably cultivating for Jasper.

Of course, this respect didn't prevent him from only halfheartedly practicing a few spells after Jasper left, and he was unable to really focus on that particular subject for long before floating off to the bedroom, where he found himself seriously resenting Hogwarts' lack of decent slaves. He wasn't supposed to have to manage this himself, but under the circumstances, there wasn't really an alternative.

((At least Jasper was well away from his room by then. XD I figured it was time to close this one, lest we find a way to make it stretch even further. *g* It's been way too fun.))