JACK
"Fine, fine," Jack concedes in response to the boy's definitely-not-mopey glare across the table to him. "Sulkin' then." Grinning and raising his glass in a toast - they're both guilty of sulking more than a bit lately, and they know it - he takes another slow sip before setting it down again, finally in a position to start to enjoy the swathe of thoughts drifting around them.
He's also not surprised at the idea of having to pledge allegiance to the flag Dygra before being permitted to use the rage room, and he concedes that point with a nod. "Your mother might just consider it an act of youthful rebellion," he offers, though his smirk suggests that she might also take considerable offence and act accordingly.
"A cafe? First I've heard," he says of the Marin siblings, using a pulse of magic to set a small whirlpool to spinning in his rum. "I don't see much of Caly. Nova's been makin' the most of bein' able to create semi-useful magic shit, though. Crafted a self-sweepin' broom for the deck over Longnight."
He's also not surprised at the idea of having to pledge allegiance to the flag Dygra before being permitted to use the rage room, and he concedes that point with a nod. "Your mother might just consider it an act of youthful rebellion," he offers, though his smirk suggests that she might also take considerable offence and act accordingly.
"A cafe? First I've heard," he says of the Marin siblings, using a pulse of magic to set a small whirlpool to spinning in his rum. "I don't see much of Caly. Nova's been makin' the most of bein' able to create semi-useful magic shit, though. Crafted a self-sweepin' broom for the deck over Longnight."
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
