JACK
Able to feel the burst of colour in Nova's mind as it vibrates throughout her small form, Jack has to resist the urge to press his hands down on her shoulders merely to create some facsimile of stillness. It wouldn't be any use even if he tried, he knows, and so instead he merely draws up beside her, watching the barely-there evidence of the sand tower she'd made.
"Practice, mostly," he says, kicking a bit more sand over the tower as if to cover it up further. "Though I'd recommend a test shot or two, if you can help it. Then if whatever they throw back is more'n you can take, get the hell outta dodge." Shrugging, he glances sidelong at her and inclines his head to hear that water is her element of choice.
"Works for me," he says, striding back away from her before turning on heel. "Block me." It's an invitation as much as a command, and Nova will know what she's expected to block a mere moment later as Jack fires a powerful jet of water in her direction.
"Practice, mostly," he says, kicking a bit more sand over the tower as if to cover it up further. "Though I'd recommend a test shot or two, if you can help it. Then if whatever they throw back is more'n you can take, get the hell outta dodge." Shrugging, he glances sidelong at her and inclines his head to hear that water is her element of choice.
"Works for me," he says, striding back away from her before turning on heel. "Block me." It's an invitation as much as a command, and Nova will know what she's expected to block a mere moment later as Jack fires a powerful jet of water in her direction.
you're the last of a dying breed; write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
Code stolen from Queen Sky
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
