Jesper Fahey (
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Smart men are always looking for loopholes.
WHO: Jesper Fahey and you!
WHAT: Catch-all for October
WHERE: Cadens, Nocwich, Horizon
WHEN: Throughout October (may add event things)
WARNINGS: Nothing right now.

[ooc: feel free to wildcard below or ask me for a custom starter on plurk]
WHAT: Catch-all for October
WHERE: Cadens, Nocwich, Horizon
WHEN: Throughout October (may add event things)
WARNINGS: Nothing right now.
[ooc: feel free to wildcard below or ask me for a custom starter on plurk]
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"I get that. I used to be a part of a gang, we always had things going on. Kaz kept me constantly on jobs and working so I wouldn't be bored." He was a good leader that way. He could tell Jesper was jumping out of his skin at times and needed the distractions. They didn't entirely know that the lack of Grisha power using was responsible for it, only the symptom.
"Absolutely!" He grins. "To all of the above." See the stars, escape danger, sleep around. His kind of future. "I really want to hook up with a turian, that's what Garrus is. Shepard won't share so I'd have to find another one down for a human mix."
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Jesper doesn't have all of his people, as far as Abby is aware. But he has some of them.
She shakes it off as the topic moves forward, smirking at how brazen and candid Jesper is about his interests. She liked sex, it was nice, it felt good. Jesper loved it, in all its forms. She may be willing to throw herself off buildings and run into danger, but she was not nearly as adventurous as Jesper was.
He was about as adventurous as she got, after all.
"You'll have to write to me about your adventures," She finally moved from the wall to peer over all that Jesper was poking and working on at his stall. Now that her head is a little more settled into her current (normal) gravity, "I'm sure out there has the same assholes as down here, just further away and the sign for the bathroom won't be in eng- whatever the fuck the language is here."
Abby doesn't know either Shepard or Garrus, so it really isn't her business and she really shouldn't ask- like that's ever stopped her before, "Why the curiosity, Shepard tell you something fun about Turian sex?"
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He leans back so she can see what he's doing since she seems curious. If she looks closely enough she can see the metal altering under his touch, bending in a way that most people can't do. His Durast abilities don't seem very popular/widespread and he knows it's not very well-used in the Free Cities in particular. They interrogated him once to figure out how he did one transformation, and he knows if they get wind of some things he's doing, he'd be snatched up. But for his friends, they can always see.
"Eh, probably, but I have a skill for surrounding myself with good people." Like Abby herself, and Shepard, and everyone else who has become his friend since he arrived here. Jesper's sunny temperament helps a lot in that regard, it's not very easy to be an asshole to him, in his experience. People can try but he shrugs things off too easily.
"No, it must be decent for them to be so committed though." It's difficult for him to imagine being in a relationship with either no sex at all or bad sex. Nope, impossible. "I'm curious about the lizard plates he has, it seems like there'd be a lot of chafing. I just like to know things." And experience things. Nothing wrong with that.
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She shoots him an awkward look, she wants to disparage herself but since he is one of the few people so certain she isn't the worst it makes it very hard to do it. Kind of like arguing with a wall that compliments you. So she just awkwardly looks at him.
"Some people don't have sex," it seemed worth mentioning. Abby didn't really care for romance, and as much as her friends were just- perpetually in bed with each other, she knew that that wasn't the truth of the world. Just- the truth of her frinds. And her, a little bit. "Some people can fall in love and just- find comfort playing scrabble or baking or space exploring. Others just don't care about love at all. People are weird like that."
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"But here, for sure." He smiles over at her, ruffling her hair playfully since she's one of the people he cares for here. "I have friends, lovers, found family. I'm a lucky guy." So Jesper's content wherever he goes. Back there, he has something like it, here, he found the same thing.
Jesper shrugs. "I don't think it's weird if it makes them happy. I love sex, I couldn't live without it, but that's me." He has yet to meet someone who didn't want sex at all, or at least they haven't told him if that's the case, but he probably would shrug. He'll just have enough for everyone.
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But at the end her smile is a little awkward, "I meant your little trick, is that from home or is it from here?"
Of course, asking two nearly the same questions just means she can listen to him talk about a life she'd never experience herself, and she can take that.
Abby shrugs, calling people weird, for Abby, is the same as calling the sky blue. Just a truth of the world. Normal, whatever the fuck that means, isn't. Nobody is ever as boring and same as normal implies. Abby ran her finger over one of Jesper's scarves on the display... accidentally adding an array of glitter to it. (Oops.) Her magic acting up is a general sign her mind is somewhere else. She draws her hand away from anything else her magic might decorate.
"Don't take this the wrong way, but I think I could live without sex. It just- it's feels good, but I definitely don't need it the way you do." Abby generally looked small in the moment, but her needs were just to be understood. To be noticed and shown any sort of kindness. A hug did as much for her as anything else, and peeking past all her initial walls would make that clear. She knows Jesper won't take what she said wrong, or she trusts he wont.
She prays he won't. "...I'll buy the scarf I fucked up."
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"It's also why I'm a perfect shot. I use telekinesis on the bullet, I can make it go anywhere. I am a near-perfect shot in reality, I usually just need a little oomph to be perfect." Jesper doesn't need his gifts to be lethal, he would be able to hit his targets 9/10 times without them, but they work to give him that edge. He realizes he's never explained that to her, so he's happy to answer. "I hid it back home because they make Grisha fight for the army, or kill us, so it's only here I got used to them."
He's looking forward to a decade from now being quite the expert, like his mother was. Jesper's already pretty decent now that he uses it every day, but it takes precision to get to a higher level. He raises an eyebrow at her and reaches out to take her hand, kissing her knuckles sweetly.
"I don't take it the wrong way, love. Everyone feels differently about it. Nothing is right or wrong in this area." Personal taste. He smiles at the glitter. "Nah, it looks good. Unless you want it, you can keep it."
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If her world had magic, what were the odds it'd just slot into the same landscape of abuse and 'get ahead' hustle mindset. The same abuse, a new capital to hoard.
The kiss and affirmation he got that she was talking just about her, and nothing about how good he was with her, got a smile out of the small ball of unease better known as Abby.
She'll respond, at first, by just leaning against Jesper, not quite looking for a hug, but not saying no to one either. As she inspects what she's done to the scarf. She traces her finger over it some more. Making the awkward line into part of greater whorls and loops of glitter. "Maybe you can get more selling it like this."
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Technically in his real world Jesper isn't experienced at all in his gifts. He spent too much hiding them. He's an amateur at best. But he's been spending all this time in Abraxas using them, so he'd be someone the army would want. Joke's on them, he's hiding out in a rich boy's house for the rest of his days.
He picks up the cue and puts an arm around her so she can lean into his shoulder more, in a side-hug. Jesper is also very touchy with his friends so he can always be counted on for affection. He watches her modify the scarf with her glitter and smiles. He knows personally what it's like, seeing your gifts turn something more beautiful.
"I bet I could. I love glitter." Jesper's work is very colorful, always. "How are you doing, my dear?"