JACK
Brows furrowing at Flora's suggestion, where once Jack might have been full of caution and self-preservation at the mere idea of going near the Family, now he's fully on board to hear out whatever ideas the Doubletake might have. (Granted, it might still come back to bite him given that he's never been on the receiving end of Pierce's thoughts, but that's a future Jack problem). "So long as they don't have any weird powers we don't know about to detect me, I don't see why not," he rumbles. "I could train, too, see if I can increase the range of my magic again..."
Absently tucking a loose curl behind her ear and resting heavily against the wall as they both find themselves in sitting positions, Jack scrunches his nose. "Tie me to the wheel an' I'll do it right now," he mutters, before giving it due consideration through a sigh. "I can make preparations tomorrow, if I can get up there today. We could probably fly the day after that." And that's still at least three days too soon, if you asked any healer about it, but Jack's not asking, thanks.
"You're still a villain to your dear old dad's feather," he teases, watching as she carefully wobbles to her feet, feeling less confident in his own balance with each passing second. "If that happened, you can't tell me you'd blame me," he fires back - which is the exact situation they find themselves in reversed, as it happens. Accepting the kiss to his cheek and gazing at his bloody clothes all the way across the room, Jack takes a deep breath and shuffles to the edge of the bed.
Absently tucking a loose curl behind her ear and resting heavily against the wall as they both find themselves in sitting positions, Jack scrunches his nose. "Tie me to the wheel an' I'll do it right now," he mutters, before giving it due consideration through a sigh. "I can make preparations tomorrow, if I can get up there today. We could probably fly the day after that." And that's still at least three days too soon, if you asked any healer about it, but Jack's not asking, thanks.
"You're still a villain to your dear old dad's feather," he teases, watching as she carefully wobbles to her feet, feeling less confident in his own balance with each passing second. "If that happened, you can't tell me you'd blame me," he fires back - which is the exact situation they find themselves in reversed, as it happens. Accepting the kiss to his cheek and gazing at his bloody clothes all the way across the room, Jack takes a deep breath and shuffles to the edge of the bed.
we've gone way too fast for way too long
and we were never supposed to make it half this far
and we were never supposed to make it half this far
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!







