JACK
"The fewer details the better. I'll drink to that." And he does, Jack swirling the rest of his whiskey in his glass and gazing thoughtfully down into the amber liquid - just as the tempest of Flora's thoughts hits the new borders of his magic, and it's enough to put a hairline crack in that glass. For a second Vesper will be introduced to the barest whisper of his father's thoughts, of something deeply fractured and broken and a fading light pulsing within it; the death throes of an opportunity for something he's since forced into a box labelled weaknesses.
As the door to the Dusklight opens, however, he readjusts his mental shield, offering a lopsided smirk to the youth and shaking his head with a crinkle of his nose. "Nah, you go," he says, unintentionally echoing Vesper's words from earlier. "You'll understand it when you're older." Or, the flat look in his blue eyes seems to say, if you're very lucky, you won't ever understand it at all.
As the door to the Dusklight opens, however, he readjusts his mental shield, offering a lopsided smirk to the youth and shaking his head with a crinkle of his nose. "Nah, you go," he says, unintentionally echoing Vesper's words from earlier. "You'll understand it when you're older." Or, the flat look in his blue eyes seems to say, if you're very lucky, you won't ever understand it at all.
you are a quiet god
and your hunger is cavernous
and your hunger is cavernous
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- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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