Jasper closed the door of the bathroom behind him before he could hear another word, and started the shower. The water was cold at first, but it warmed up soon enough, and the room was already beginning to fill with steam. The bathroom wasn't very modern or clean, but Jasper had been in enough hotels to make do. After undressing himself, he stepped into the shower, raking his fingers through his messy hair; it seemed even darker since it was wet, but whether that was possible due to the tone of his naturally black hair, he wasn't sure.
She wrapped a towel around her bare body, and used a smaller towel that was hung on towel rod to wipe of the fog from the mirror. Her eyebrows rose up in surprise; her skin was pearl white, her hair was lighter and she had received turquoise highlights that she had never noticed before. Grinning, she was relieved that her teeth were still there and perfectly white. How long was I buried? Trinette wondered as she walked out of the bathroom, looking down at her clothing that were stained with blood and dirt.
Supernatural: Dark Angel
Perso: He's closed off, and introverted. Its not that he's shy, he just finds others to be a burden and waste of time. He only really talks when he's angry. He's sadistic and rather cruel, hiding his emotions. He does enjoy the idea that he's seen as creepy.
Special skill?: Amazing artist, likes drawing the darker fors of fantasy. Its both beautiful and scary.
Other: Ability to basically dissapear into the shadows, its as if he was never there.
I do not like bad grammar, and there is a high chance of me correcting you.
Yes Stormie-chan is back once again.
Kon'nichiwa, futatabi min'na!
(Hello Agin Everyone!)
Jasper ignored his brother's remark and glanced down the staircase to see the blonde girl tapping her fingers impatiently on the desk, obviously waiting for a customer or something to do. "Ask her if she can give us a pair of her jeans or something; tell her we can pay", he said, and handed over a handful of cash.
Alex didn't ask, because he could see the words written in the Dhampir's eyes: Trinette needs them. Her clothes aren't exactly in the best condition after her long-delayed reincarnation, you know? Without another word, he began down the steps.
Jasper knocked on Trinette's door and waited patiently, examining the clothes in the bundle. He could see at least two pairs of skinny jeans, and a couple of patterned blouses, in addition to a single dress. The girl had been more generous than he'd expected, but he would still need to drop off near a market later on, since these clothes wouldn't last forever; especially with the hunters out there.