JACK
"Good cover," Jack says, the compliment stark in its honesty. "I kept all my magic a secret for a long time to save explainin' anythin'. Havin' Safrin's backing is prob'ly all the excuse you need for as long as you need it, though." And he'll never say it, especially not right now when his mental walls are all reinforced steel and barbed wire, but he's quietly glad that Vesper hasn't had the learning curve he'd been dealt when it came to reading minds.
Not that it hasn't been fucking difficult regardless but, well, Jack didn't have Jack back then to explain shit, put it that way.
"Mmhm," he drawls his agreement, perhaps wisely putting the cork back in the bottle as Vesp sets it down once again. It's already half empty, and it's too good to be used as a wallowing sort of drink.
"There goes my best option." He scoffs - never leaving the Ark again has suited him fine in a lot of cases, after all. "I could tell her you died," he suggests, not bothering to hide the crooked grin this time. "Or you could just... not see her again." Listen, don't expect noble answers from your villainous father.
Not that it hasn't been fucking difficult regardless but, well, Jack didn't have Jack back then to explain shit, put it that way.
"Mmhm," he drawls his agreement, perhaps wisely putting the cork back in the bottle as Vesp sets it down once again. It's already half empty, and it's too good to be used as a wallowing sort of drink.
"There goes my best option." He scoffs - never leaving the Ark again has suited him fine in a lot of cases, after all. "I could tell her you died," he suggests, not bothering to hide the crooked grin this time. "Or you could just... not see her again." Listen, don't expect noble answers from your villainous father.
we've gone way too fast for way too long
and we were never supposed to make it half this far
and we were never supposed to make it half this far
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
