Jasper had mentioned earlier in the day that he would be going to the shoggy hosted “CTHULHOO DAY” party later that evening. Coming from the often diffident vampire, it was practically a gold-plated invitation and an opportunity Victor wasn't going to pass up.
Their weird one-sided flirtation had been carrying on for months, partly because Victor had yet to meet anyone else who interested him as much as Jasper did, and partly because Jasper hadn't put a stop to it yet. Nor had he exactly encouraged any of it (had, in fact, pointedly mentioned his wife Alice on several occasions), but still. With his empathic abilities he had to be aware of Victor's--his--his thing. Crush. Attraction. Jasper, always so eloquent, had probably come up with a more appropriate term for it.
Victor wasn't sure he wanted to know what it may be.
At least they were friends first.
He made an effort to dress up rather than down for the party, wearing a white dress shirt and dark pleated slacks, and a dressy wizarding robe of an apparently stylish cut, custom tailored, although he'd been hard pressed to notice much of a difference between it and the ones off the rack. Aside from the cost.
Arriving at the party, it suddenly struck him as odd that he'd never actually seen Jasper with his wife, whose name wasn't anywhere on the Popcorn Plaque--he'd checked, several times--but who also didn't seem to be anywhere else around the school. He didn't think Jasper was lying, there were school records of Alice, of course, and he'd even seen the room Jasper shared with her, but her absence was nonetheless puzzling.
Sometime after Pickles left to follow the rest of Dethklok down to the lake shore, Victor headed over to where Jasper was standing. His eyes were first drawn to the plain wedding band Jasper never took off, the more ornate Harkonnen signet ring seeming nearly gaudy in comparison, each ring representing a claim on him. Victor smiled to himself and wondered what the vampire would think if he were to offer him something to wear like that.
“Hey, Jasper. About time somebody threw a party at night, huh? Looks like they even got one of the dragons out,” he said and glanced toward Smaug, looking impressed. Dragons were as cool as the superheroes he fanboyed. And a lot more intimidating, especially the intelligent ones like Smaug. He grinned. “Isn't that the same one who almost ate the Muggle Studies and Potions professors?” News traveled fast at Hogwarts.
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Date: 2010-04-11 06:34 am (UTC)Jasper had mentioned earlier in the day that he would be going to the shoggy hosted “CTHULHOO DAY” party later that evening. Coming from the often diffident vampire, it was practically a gold-plated invitation and an opportunity Victor wasn't going to pass up.
Their weird one-sided flirtation had been carrying on for months, partly because Victor had yet to meet anyone else who interested him as much as Jasper did, and partly because Jasper hadn't put a stop to it yet. Nor had he exactly encouraged any of it (had, in fact, pointedly mentioned his wife Alice on several occasions), but still. With his empathic abilities he had to be aware of Victor's--his--his thing. Crush. Attraction. Jasper, always so eloquent, had probably come up with a more appropriate term for it.
Victor wasn't sure he wanted to know what it may be.
At least they were friends first.
He made an effort to dress up rather than down for the party, wearing a white dress shirt and dark pleated slacks, and a dressy wizarding robe of an apparently stylish cut, custom tailored, although he'd been hard pressed to notice much of a difference between it and the ones off the rack. Aside from the cost.
Arriving at the party, it suddenly struck him as odd that he'd never actually seen Jasper with his wife, whose name wasn't anywhere on the Popcorn Plaque--he'd checked, several times--but who also didn't seem to be anywhere else around the school. He didn't think Jasper was lying, there were school records of Alice, of course, and he'd even seen the room Jasper shared with her, but her absence was nonetheless puzzling.
Sometime after Pickles left to follow the rest of Dethklok down to the lake shore, Victor headed over to where Jasper was standing. His eyes were first drawn to the plain wedding band Jasper never took off, the more ornate Harkonnen signet ring seeming nearly gaudy in comparison, each ring representing a claim on him. Victor smiled to himself and wondered what the vampire would think if he were to offer him something to wear like that.
“Hey, Jasper. About time somebody threw a party at night, huh? Looks like they even got one of the dragons out,” he said and glanced toward Smaug, looking impressed. Dragons were as cool as the superheroes he fanboyed. And a lot more intimidating, especially the intelligent ones like Smaug. He grinned. “Isn't that the same one who almost ate the Muggle Studies and Potions professors?” News traveled fast at Hogwarts.