VESPER
Vesper doesn’t flinch from the touch, doesn’t call it out either, though some part of him files it away in the dark where he keeps small mercies he doesn’t quite know what to do with. The fire still lingers behind his eyes, a phantom scorch he can’t blink away, but at least he’s steady now, feet rooted in the sand.
If he ever needed more proof that distance is armour, it’s this: seeing that pain like wildfire and knowing a knife wouldn’t cut it out, that even if it could, Jack wasn’t about to wield it. That might be the worst of it; not the hurt itself, but the refusal to answer it with anything sharp. Vesper exhales through his teeth, chewing the inside of his cheek until the taste of iron grounds him, head dipping in a vague nod over one shoulder.
"You’ll be the first t’know," he murmurs, words rough but even, like they’ve been polished down against stone. His gaze stays fixed on the horizon where the water eats the light, his shadows restless around the sack at his feet. "Been spendin’ more time in King’s End myself. Maybe I’ll end up seein’ you out that way."
If he ever needed more proof that distance is armour, it’s this: seeing that pain like wildfire and knowing a knife wouldn’t cut it out, that even if it could, Jack wasn’t about to wield it. That might be the worst of it; not the hurt itself, but the refusal to answer it with anything sharp. Vesper exhales through his teeth, chewing the inside of his cheek until the taste of iron grounds him, head dipping in a vague nod over one shoulder.
"You’ll be the first t’know," he murmurs, words rough but even, like they’ve been polished down against stone. His gaze stays fixed on the horizon where the water eats the light, his shadows restless around the sack at his feet. "Been spendin’ more time in King’s End myself. Maybe I’ll end up seein’ you out that way."
Push, shove, a little bruised and battered
oh lord, I ain't coming home with you
oh lord, I ain't coming home with you
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
