JACK
Suddenly everything is happening all at once, as is often the case with uncoordinated brawls when most of the participants are too drunk to do more than stagger about. Boardwalk-man is up and at 'em again though, Jack notes, though his attention is mostly on Vesper as he neatly disappears out of reach of a left hook. With a feral smile meant both for the boy and his opponent, his mind sharpens with the sudden frenzy of barely-there thoughts.
They are outnumbered, alas, and all the telepathy in the world can't do much against a lot of punches being thrown, but Jack still gives as good as he gets. Taking a glancing blow on his left cheekbone and snarling a curse under his breath as someone grabs him from behind, his head snaps back to crack the assailant in the nose. The iron tang of blood hits the air and he's free again in moments, shoulder barging someone else to the ground and resisting the urge to grab for the knife in his boot. Not yet, not while they're still having so much fun.
They are outnumbered, alas, and all the telepathy in the world can't do much against a lot of punches being thrown, but Jack still gives as good as he gets. Taking a glancing blow on his left cheekbone and snarling a curse under his breath as someone grabs him from behind, his head snaps back to crack the assailant in the nose. The iron tang of blood hits the air and he's free again in moments, shoulder barging someone else to the ground and resisting the urge to grab for the knife in his boot. Not yet, not while they're still having so much fun.
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
