VESPER
Frost blooms white from his lips, hanging like smoke in the still air before it frays apart. Vesper watches it drift with a look of faint distaste, shoulders hunched deeper into the thick cableknit beneath his jacket, scarf pulled high as though the wool alone might bully warmth back into his bones. Snow and ice he’s only seen the once in Halo, and that had been plenty; one encounter was enough to decide he hated it.
Blue eyes narrow toward the captain’s mutterings, a brow lifting as his breath hisses in slow through his nose. "Cold’ll keep your ship from burnin’," he says at last, voice low, "but it won’t keep me from it." The line’s offered with a dry curl of his mouth, almost a smile, before he rolls his shoulders loose against the chill. No doubt that was precisely Jack's point.
One hand slips free of his scarf just long enough for a languid flick of his wrist, shadows rising faint and restless at his boots like smoke uncurling from coals. The gesture is invitation enough. "Go on, then," he drawls, bracing himself in the quiet way that’s more thought than posture, his mind’s edge sharpening as he steadies for the first strike.
Blue eyes narrow toward the captain’s mutterings, a brow lifting as his breath hisses in slow through his nose. "Cold’ll keep your ship from burnin’," he says at last, voice low, "but it won’t keep me from it." The line’s offered with a dry curl of his mouth, almost a smile, before he rolls his shoulders loose against the chill. No doubt that was precisely Jack's point.
One hand slips free of his scarf just long enough for a languid flick of his wrist, shadows rising faint and restless at his boots like smoke uncurling from coals. The gesture is invitation enough. "Go on, then," he drawls, bracing himself in the quiet way that’s more thought than posture, his mind’s edge sharpening as he steadies for the first strike.
wake me when it's over
like a bad dream
like a bad dream
☆ 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.
