JACK
hellraiser
risk taker
risk taker
"Don't fluff his ego, or he'll never let you go," Jack quips the moment The Ark delivers her compliment, prompting another brutish clap against his shoulder from old man Gallagher; it's the sort of gesture that's practically a shove, that has the Captain smirking over his shoulder even after he concedes and heads deeper into the Tide and Tonic. "Man used to be one of Torchline's best knife fighters, 'fore his bones got old," he adds under his breath to The Ark, walking side by side with her until they reach the table she deems desireable.
The murmur of voices is a soft melody that knits seamlessly with his telepathy, Jack seeming to straighten and relax all at the same time as he draws her chair out for her. The world here feels more condensed, more interesting, and though barfights aren't unheard of within the Tide and Tonic, he had promised to take her somewhere the men aren't stupid, and they'e less likely to break out unprovoked.
"Bit of both if I had to guess," he admits, sinking down into the seat beside her. "I worked well with a few of these captains. We had agreements I had to break when I left, so I daresay they ain't sad to see me back. Others, though, not so much. You get a few pirates in here from time to time. Not many, but a few." And suffice to say Jack has little to no time for them. "Anyway, pick your poison. I can't vouch for the liquor since I don't provide it no more, but I imagine it'll still be decent."
The murmur of voices is a soft melody that knits seamlessly with his telepathy, Jack seeming to straighten and relax all at the same time as he draws her chair out for her. The world here feels more condensed, more interesting, and though barfights aren't unheard of within the Tide and Tonic, he had promised to take her somewhere the men aren't stupid, and they'e less likely to break out unprovoked.
"Bit of both if I had to guess," he admits, sinking down into the seat beside her. "I worked well with a few of these captains. We had agreements I had to break when I left, so I daresay they ain't sad to see me back. Others, though, not so much. You get a few pirates in here from time to time. Not many, but a few." And suffice to say Jack has little to no time for them. "Anyway, pick your poison. I can't vouch for the liquor since I don't provide it no more, but I imagine it'll still be decent."
full speed ahead
'til i'm dead in the fast lane
'til i'm dead in the fast lane
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
