JACK
It's not unusual for the crew to catch glimpses of Vesper as he flickers in and out of existence, chain-stepping with his magic to get to his destination unbothered. And as Jack feels the flare of recognition from some of the men, he initially takes it with a pinch of salt, assuming the boy has decided to sequester himself away in his cabin, potentially hungover, until the journey is well underway.
What is unusual is for the Captain to be able to glean anything from the young demigod's mind. Usually as guarded as his own, whilst his thoughts are by no means open for Jack to rifle through, there's enough give there to catch the frenetic beat of reckless decision making, of moving to keep moving, of the urge to disappear and run from whatever emotions lurk behind that buzzing need to escape.
Frowning, the Captain mutters a few orders to the crew and nods towards Murphy as if to tell him to take over, leaving the rest of their course plotting in capable hands and stepping casually across the deck and then down to Vesper's little tucked-away cabin at the prow of the ship. Reaching out, he raps against the door with his knuckles but doesn't open it, and rather than calling out, he parts his mental shield enough to let a wisp of intrigue slip through. A quiet, telepathic you good? for Vesper to pick up on.
What is unusual is for the Captain to be able to glean anything from the young demigod's mind. Usually as guarded as his own, whilst his thoughts are by no means open for Jack to rifle through, there's enough give there to catch the frenetic beat of reckless decision making, of moving to keep moving, of the urge to disappear and run from whatever emotions lurk behind that buzzing need to escape.
Frowning, the Captain mutters a few orders to the crew and nods towards Murphy as if to tell him to take over, leaving the rest of their course plotting in capable hands and stepping casually across the deck and then down to Vesper's little tucked-away cabin at the prow of the ship. Reaching out, he raps against the door with his knuckles but doesn't open it, and rather than calling out, he parts his mental shield enough to let a wisp of intrigue slip through. A quiet, telepathic you good? for Vesper to pick up on.
believer, believe it or not you'll know
when it ends and how it goes
when it ends and how it goes
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
