Jasper meets Alano

( The night is dark and cool. Calm. As the Society bustles
about, a man dances from the docks to the cobblestone streets. Strapped to his
back is a guitar perhaps a little small for his size. As he waltzes through
Bethnal Green with heavy luggage in hand, he stops to notice the world around
him and the transition from the lively lower classes to the austere company. He
saddens as he approaches the Society, taking in his new neighborhood.
"Not as lively as home"
He sighs and marches up the steps, setting the bag down. In
one swift motion, he pivots and knocks three times with the back of his hand. )
Jasper
Jekyll:( He hears the heavy THUD
THUD THUD of large feet stomping across the foyer. The door swings open to
reveal a large, imposing figure. They glare down at him. )
Great. ANOTHER ONE?
Dr. de Lezo:  ( He leans
in, exaggerating his angled body. His eyes narrow slightly. ) Another what,
if I may ask?
Jasper
Jekyll:  We don't have any more room here. Go find a
poorhouse...Besides, we've got enough dandies running around ( She gestures to
his exaggerated pose. )
Dr. de Lezo:  ( He cocks
an eyebrow and leans against the doorframe. ) Oh, I see. ( He peers up at her,
his eyes narrowing further. ) Are you maybe at capacity because of your big
head?
Dr. de Lezo:  I'm sorry,
but I don't see any pretty yellow flowers flouncing around...
( He looks into her eyes with a smoulder.)
...except you.
Jasper
Jekyll:  ( She bristles, confused, before she lunges in, baring
her teeth. )
What?
Dr. de Lezo:  ( He
slides past with luggage in hand, patting her on the chest. )
Don't let it get to your head marica.
Jasper
Jekyll:  Wh- er- (She slams the door behind him, marching right
beside him. ) You're saying stuff in a funny language and I don't like it. And
I'm aJasper. I'm orange...and red.
Dr. de Lezo:  ( He
slides before her, halting their walk. )
Si, but your eyes (he holds his index fingers to the corners of his
eyes. ) They are yellow. Like the dandy-lions.
Jasper
Jekyll:  I'll fight you.
Dr. de Lezo:  ( He drops
the luggage and whips out his guitar. ) Perfect! I'll start us off!
Jasper
Jekyll:  ( She pauses before filling the hall with her booming laugh.
) You're going to face me with THAT? what're you going to do? SERENADEme?!
Dr. de Lezo:  Of COURSE
not! You're going to fight back. ( He strums a chord, shaking the foyer to its
core. )
with your feelings.
Jasper
Jekyll:  What?...you're not serious!
Dr. de Lezo:  ( He
furrows his eyebrows, giving her a deadpan expression. )
Jasper
Jekyll:  ...You're serious...
( She inches closer to the stairwell. ) So uh...who is it you're trying to see?
Dr. de Lezo:  ( He slips
the guitar back behind him and skips up onto the steps. ) I'm SO glad you
asked! Henny asked me here to help out with the surgery!
Jasper
Jekyll:  Henny?- oh. ( Her face flattens into a deadpan
expression. ) Figures. ( She turns and heads towards the kitchen, waving him
off. ) Second door to the left.
Dr. de Lezo:  ( He jogs
backwards up the steps, giving her finger guns. )
Gracias
Jasper
Jekyll:  ( She points at him, eyes wild. ) I'll pummel you. I mean
it.
== Obtained From ==
The Man with the Guitar on his Back
Category:Side Story
Category:Introduction Stories
Category:Tales from the ER