JACK
Glancing across to Flora as she steps within range of his telepathy like the concentrated light from a magnifying glass, Jack silently raises his glass in a toast, before taking a long and all too necessary drink from his glass. It's the most stilted 'party' he's ever seen on Torchline's shores, like everyone is waiting for the first couple of people to get up and dance like that will give them permission, but considering the tangle of whatever the fuck is happening over in the Dad Corner, he doubts it will be much longer before this entire thing implodes.
Speaking of dads, though, he glances back out across the crowd in time to catch Vesper's look, offering him a near-imperceptible nod in return; acknowledgement of the invisible horror that surrounds Pierce and what it means to cross into it. Which Vesper wisely opts not to do, though the captain does watch as the young demigod flirts with the perimeter on his floatie, asking for trouble as always.
Speaking of dads, though, he glances back out across the crowd in time to catch Vesper's look, offering him a near-imperceptible nod in return; acknowledgement of the invisible horror that surrounds Pierce and what it means to cross into it. Which Vesper wisely opts not to do, though the captain does watch as the young demigod flirts with the perimeter on his floatie, asking for trouble as always.
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!
