JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
"So you do crochet," Jack quips, given that he doesn't fucking know the difference or that you don't use a needle for it. Quite why this feels like a victory in the conversation is beyond him, but he's bone tired and he's lost a lot of blood, so sue him. His hand snakes out to press over the top of hers, adding pressure against his side, and though his grip is cold and relatively weak, it's not getting any worse thanks to the water.
A few moments and an even longer few breaths later and the good captain is even able to gingerly sit up straight, rolling his shoulders in an effort to dispel the rigid tension that lives there. "Fuck," he mumbles under his breath. "Good to know stabbin' works if I'm ever desperate for a drink, though."
Glancing over his shoulder at the mess he's made swamping his way up to the bar, Jack wrinkles his nose and gestures vaguely towards it. "I'll get that cleaned," he tells her. "You were about to leave?"
A few moments and an even longer few breaths later and the good captain is even able to gingerly sit up straight, rolling his shoulders in an effort to dispel the rigid tension that lives there. "Fuck," he mumbles under his breath. "Good to know stabbin' works if I'm ever desperate for a drink, though."
Glancing over his shoulder at the mess he's made swamping his way up to the bar, Jack wrinkles his nose and gestures vaguely towards it. "I'll get that cleaned," he tells her. "You were about to leave?"
are the angels on their way?
i’m in the dirt
i’m in the dirt
Jack being an Abandoned is common knowledge these days, however his Telepathy remains a well-kept secret:
Magic: Passive Telepathy | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 30ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Also branded with a small star tattoo beneath his left eye.
