JACK
hellraiser
risk taker
risk taker
All these demigods can speak for themselves; there's no fear in Jack, and any reverence barely needs to be spoken or seen, not in his subconscious. Safrin walks his dreams as freely as she likes, and said dreams are usually a lot more interesting, even by this early point in the evening. Jack gazes down through the clouds to the Arclight far below, a smile curling across his lips, before his blue eyes return to the goddess before them.
"If I'd known this would be a special occasion, I'd have worn somethin' a little more impressive," he murmurs; and clearly it is special, because there are other people around. Usually it's just Jack, his endless, psychadelic worship, and a lot (a lot) of Safrin.
"If I'd known this would be a special occasion, I'd have worn somethin' a little more impressive," he murmurs; and clearly it is special, because there are other people around. Usually it's just Jack, his endless, psychadelic worship, and a lot (a lot) of Safrin.
full speed ahead
'til i'm dead
'til i'm dead
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
