JACK
It's hard enough to look at Flora without the familiar ricochet of her thoughts to batter his magic into submission, and Jack takes a second to reinforce those mental walls that shield him from having to listen to it all, leaving just enough of a crack for anything truly vicious or with violent intent. That's about the only thread of magic he has a firm grip on, the Captain straightening up and ignoring the scrapes he'd picked up from his unconvential entrance, swallowing hard and trying to stifle the fire and ice as they fight for dominance.
The fire wins out ultimately as Flora speaks, a muscle feathering in Jack's jaw and a hand coming up to bat away the embers from the sleeve of his shirt that's starting to smoulder. "A quest," he replies, voice clipped as he gestures for the brazier again, reaching back to withdraw a small torch tucked into his belt, one clearly not intended to brave the elements outside. No, he's got other plans to keep the fire alight once it's back in the safety of his cabin, but first he needs to get some of it without combusting himself.
Inhaling a slow, deep breath that fails to be as grounding as he'd like it to be, the Captain eventually stalks around the top of the lighthouse as far from Flora as he can get. He waits until he's close enough to the bright plumes of fire before coaxing some of it away with his magic, the flame bending to his will to kiss at the torch until it properly catches.
The fire wins out ultimately as Flora speaks, a muscle feathering in Jack's jaw and a hand coming up to bat away the embers from the sleeve of his shirt that's starting to smoulder. "A quest," he replies, voice clipped as he gestures for the brazier again, reaching back to withdraw a small torch tucked into his belt, one clearly not intended to brave the elements outside. No, he's got other plans to keep the fire alight once it's back in the safety of his cabin, but first he needs to get some of it without combusting himself.
Inhaling a slow, deep breath that fails to be as grounding as he'd like it to be, the Captain eventually stalks around the top of the lighthouse as far from Flora as he can get. He waits until he's close enough to the bright plumes of fire before coaxing some of it away with his magic, the flame bending to his will to kiss at the torch until it properly catches.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
