JACK
"Sounds like some legend you'd tell on a rainy night," Jack rumbles, a half-smile curling up one side of his lips. There are ghost stories aplenty already in Caido, some of them true as well; luckily, given that he and his crew spend most of their time on the move in the sky or on the waves, it doesn't leave that many opportunities for assassinations. (And the telepathy helps too).
Perhaps he ought to have been a performer as well in another life, though it's a thought he quickly scoffs away. Jack doubts there would have been applause even if there'd been a lack of blood in his upbringing. "Either way, you ought'a thank your parents for equippin' you to deal with shit," he reasons, before their focus is on the ailing hedgerow and his shiny new magic.
Grunting something non-commital and flexing his hands as if it might get rid of the power in his fingertips, Jack shrugs. "Ain't much call for a sailor with earth magic," he points out. "Useless unless I'm on land."
Perhaps he ought to have been a performer as well in another life, though it's a thought he quickly scoffs away. Jack doubts there would have been applause even if there'd been a lack of blood in his upbringing. "Either way, you ought'a thank your parents for equippin' you to deal with shit," he reasons, before their focus is on the ailing hedgerow and his shiny new magic.
Grunting something non-commital and flexing his hands as if it might get rid of the power in his fingertips, Jack shrugs. "Ain't much call for a sailor with earth magic," he points out. "Useless unless I'm on land."
when I look at something, I see it for what it could be
when I look at something, I see how it ends
when I look at something, I see how it ends
Code stolen from Queen Sky
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
