JACK
"You got somethin' you wanna say?" Jack asks with a raise of his eyebrows, as if to remind the boy that, unlike with the rest of the general populace, they can't in fact read each other's thoughts.
The breeze ruffles the sun-bleached tips of his hair - hair that has gotten far too long for his liking, but something (shut up) has stopped him from taking a knife to it so far - and he frowns briefly back over his shoulder to the islands. "Huh," he mutters. "S'pose we should start preppin' for some shitfuckery in the near future, then. Wonder if The Family are lettin' everyone get their hopes up and their guards down before they respond."
He hopes not, and yet - it's exactly what he'd do.
Scoffing at Vesper's quip, Jack shrugs. "Only a lesson if I manage to hit you," he says; and then they begin, all crackling magic and whispering shadow, the boy moving too quick to track with his eyes (and not at all with his mind, which is infuriating to say the least).
"Well," he says in the wake of the gouge in the sand and the stench of ozone, "I figured I got all the elements here to make a maelstrom. Why not try?" Lancing out with the braid of magic again, electrically charged air whips and ice sprays in an arch this time towards Vesper's feet, as if to catch his balance.
The breeze ruffles the sun-bleached tips of his hair - hair that has gotten far too long for his liking, but something (shut up) has stopped him from taking a knife to it so far - and he frowns briefly back over his shoulder to the islands. "Huh," he mutters. "S'pose we should start preppin' for some shitfuckery in the near future, then. Wonder if The Family are lettin' everyone get their hopes up and their guards down before they respond."
He hopes not, and yet - it's exactly what he'd do.
Scoffing at Vesper's quip, Jack shrugs. "Only a lesson if I manage to hit you," he says; and then they begin, all crackling magic and whispering shadow, the boy moving too quick to track with his eyes (and not at all with his mind, which is infuriating to say the least).
"Well," he says in the wake of the gouge in the sand and the stench of ozone, "I figured I got all the elements here to make a maelstrom. Why not try?" Lancing out with the braid of magic again, electrically charged air whips and ice sprays in an arch this time towards Vesper's feet, as if to catch his balance.
no more than I was or than I want to be
when you fall on me like night, I wanna kill the lights
when you fall on me like night, I wanna kill the lights
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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