JACK
"Ain't memories more Ludo's bag?" Jack asks with a raise of his eyebrows, though in truth he's equally as reluctant to approach the raggedy herald as he is the starlit goddess to beg for assistance in the smouldering ashes of his love life. Wrinkling his nose as he thinks, eventually he shrugs his shoulders. "Reckon this is just a storm I gotta weather," he says. As someone who will hopefully outlive the Floras and Kaisels of the world by decades or more, if time doesn't cool the sting of their parting, death will end it one way or another. For one of them, anyway.
Drawling out a hum of agreement when it comes to the final, complicated knot between Kai and Caly, Jack lets out a long sigh through his nose and turns instinctively towards the clear sound of water, tilting his head at Vesper as if to reluctantly concede to his efforts in navigating the woods. "Given how many goats your blonde has sent you, might be that gettin' rid of her memories is a better shot," he says idly. "Ain't like Flora ever came lookin' for me on purpose." As far as he knows. Not like Colt.
Drawling out a hum of agreement when it comes to the final, complicated knot between Kai and Caly, Jack lets out a long sigh through his nose and turns instinctively towards the clear sound of water, tilting his head at Vesper as if to reluctantly concede to his efforts in navigating the woods. "Given how many goats your blonde has sent you, might be that gettin' rid of her memories is a better shot," he says idly. "Ain't like Flora ever came lookin' for me on purpose." As far as he knows. Not like Colt.
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!







