JACK
Jack - and that's Jack the massive cunt, the shithead, the asshole, the one you don't want to make fussy - for those of you paying attention, has been quietly minding his business (and everyone else's, of course, but that's standard) behind the bar while Kaisel once more does a stellar job at digging his own grave. Turns out they aren't playing tractors or dinosaurs tonight; it's two truths and a lie, and the young dragoon has managed to tie himself up in knots all on his own.
Just some food for thought there for you.
Words intended to soothe and placate grow sharp and barbed in Calypso's mind, and if Jack can feel it then he knows Vesper can as well, and that's before the small window in the boy's magic opens to let him take a peek at the coiled violence inside. Inhaling a slow breath and letting it out, he finishes his drink and sets it down, then produces a bottle of crisp white wine that visibly chills in his hands as he sets it down. "Serve yourselves while this sorts itself out," he advisesTheea and Colt, before finally stepping out from behind the bar like the slow swell of the rising tide.
He doesn't approach Kaisel or Calypso. He breezes right past them, in fact, towards the door of the Hanged Man, though he's slow enough that they might be able to hear the words murmured half under his breath: "Was it keepin' a promise when you slept with her too?"
Jack hadn't known about it before, but thanks to Kai's chatty little brain, he sure as fuck knows about it now, and between all the meetings and run-ins he and Flora seem to have, he'll tell any number of lies to make it seem as if she'd let him in on that not-secret.
"I ain't gonna make you leave," he says, voice carrying more now as he opens the door for the dragoon to make his exit. "But if you don't, her brother might. An' then her sister's prob'ly gonna make your life hell for ruinin' the decorations."
Just some food for thought there for you.
Words intended to soothe and placate grow sharp and barbed in Calypso's mind, and if Jack can feel it then he knows Vesper can as well, and that's before the small window in the boy's magic opens to let him take a peek at the coiled violence inside. Inhaling a slow breath and letting it out, he finishes his drink and sets it down, then produces a bottle of crisp white wine that visibly chills in his hands as he sets it down. "Serve yourselves while this sorts itself out," he advises
He doesn't approach Kaisel or Calypso. He breezes right past them, in fact, towards the door of the Hanged Man, though he's slow enough that they might be able to hear the words murmured half under his breath: "Was it keepin' a promise when you slept with her too?"
Jack hadn't known about it before, but thanks to Kai's chatty little brain, he sure as fuck knows about it now, and between all the meetings and run-ins he and Flora seem to have, he'll tell any number of lies to make it seem as if she'd let him in on that not-secret.
"I ain't gonna make you leave," he says, voice carrying more now as he opens the door for the dragoon to make his exit. "But if you don't, her brother might. An' then her sister's prob'ly gonna make your life hell for ruinin' the decorations."
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