JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
The oversensitivity for the captain is all mental rather than physical, Jack slouched against the couch and its messy cushions, his side bleeding lazily once again from the overexertion - though not nearly as badly as before, granted. He's been drifting in some ethereal sea, his head lolling against Flora's shoulder when she extracts herself, leaving him lost for a second.
"Always a pleasure," he mutters with a weary, lopsided smile, ending up swatting at the blanket rather than actually managing to catch it. Either way, as Flora settles against the couch, the captain shifts to lay down, and her lap is a very convenient place for him to lay his head. Don't mind if he does, Flora.
"Always a pleasure," he mutters with a weary, lopsided smile, ending up swatting at the blanket rather than actually managing to catch it. Either way, as Flora settles against the couch, the captain shifts to lay down, and her lap is a very convenient place for him to lay his head. Don't mind if he does, Flora.
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.
