JACK
"Oh, yes, your ghost. Y'know, I actually saw him speakin' to other people tonight, so he might actually be real," Jack says, his smile edged with sharp amusement, as if reminded suddenly of their ongoing joke regarding Niki's existence. "Did you bring the drama for his costume as well?" he wonders, angling his gaze towards the boy and his painstakingly detailed skull makeup.
It turns out to be a wise decision, because although he'd asked the question of Flora - knowing that even sober he'd feel some type of way about it - there's no small part of his liquor-hazed mind that gets a thrill, not only in that Kaisel does not jump to the forefront of her thoughts, but that his own reflection flickers there, albeit briefly.
It's a terrible idea. There's not one good reason for it either, other than selfish want. And so Jack, naturally does it anyway.
"You ain't ever shied away from startin' it," he agrees, straightening up off the table and leaning over her shoulder, as if to scan the crowd from her vantage point to find a suitable victim. Once he's made a show of searching, Jack reaches, as if to point - only at the last second, his ringed fingers grasp Flora's wrist, as if to turn her to face him instead. "It's a great night for bad choices," he says softly, blue eyes burning behind his mask. "Go on. Tempt me."
It turns out to be a wise decision, because although he'd asked the question of Flora - knowing that even sober he'd feel some type of way about it - there's no small part of his liquor-hazed mind that gets a thrill, not only in that Kaisel does not jump to the forefront of her thoughts, but that his own reflection flickers there, albeit briefly.
It's a terrible idea. There's not one good reason for it either, other than selfish want. And so Jack, naturally does it anyway.
"You ain't ever shied away from startin' it," he agrees, straightening up off the table and leaning over her shoulder, as if to scan the crowd from her vantage point to find a suitable victim. Once he's made a show of searching, Jack reaches, as if to point - only at the last second, his ringed fingers grasp Flora's wrist, as if to turn her to face him instead. "It's a great night for bad choices," he says softly, blue eyes burning behind his mask. "Go on. Tempt me."
fight so dirty but you love so sweet
talk so pretty but your heart got teeth
talk so pretty but your heart got teeth
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
