VESPER
Vesper feels the shift in the crowd long before Jack’s boots splash into the alley’s mouth. Not through Jack of course, but through the minds brushing past the captain like reeds bending toward a passing storm. A flicker of recognition here, a sharpened pulse of curiosity there, someone thinking about the impossible shine of a legendary coat before they even register the man wearing it. Bright blue eyes like a hook thrown over a crowd.
Vesper steps out into the thin trickle of firelight as if the night itself releases him, rain beading on the black of his coat and steaming away where it strays too close to the heat of the bonfire ahead. He comes to stand at Jack’s side without ceremony, an easy presence marked only by the low, wry curve of his mouth and the quiet scratch of peppermint bark tucked between his teeth.
"That’s for fuckin’ sure," he murmurs back, voice rolling in that muted drawl of his, the words smooth enough to slip beneath the noise of the festival without fighting it before he nudges his glove against the rim of his drink, the shadows at his feet inhaling gently as if tasting the mood. "Heard somethin’ about a hunt, too," he adds, casting Jack a sidelong glance beneath pale lashes. "Dunno what they’re expectin’ people to chase in this mess. Or who."
Vesper steps out into the thin trickle of firelight as if the night itself releases him, rain beading on the black of his coat and steaming away where it strays too close to the heat of the bonfire ahead. He comes to stand at Jack’s side without ceremony, an easy presence marked only by the low, wry curve of his mouth and the quiet scratch of peppermint bark tucked between his teeth.
"That’s for fuckin’ sure," he murmurs back, voice rolling in that muted drawl of his, the words smooth enough to slip beneath the noise of the festival without fighting it before he nudges his glove against the rim of his drink, the shadows at his feet inhaling gently as if tasting the mood. "Heard somethin’ about a hunt, too," he adds, casting Jack a sidelong glance beneath pale lashes. "Dunno what they’re expectin’ people to chase in this mess. Or who."
the stars are pulling at my hair, and every part of me
and you don't understand how I bleed
and you don't understand how I bleed
☆ 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.
