JACK
"I'd consider myself part of a pretty exclusive club if that were the case," Jack says, scoffing into another sip of his liquor and waiting expectantly for a shriek of rain that never comes. Raising his glass in a cheers to the Mathair, wherever she might be and whoever else she might be tormenting that isn't the two of them, he sets his drink back down and glances back towards Vesper.
"Oh, I've no doubt," he drawls of Nova and Caly. "They could make an adventure outta watchin' paint dry." And by they he really means Nova, though he's got no doubt that she'd rope Calypso in for the fun of it. Lifting his chin in response to the sarcasm wrapped thanks, as if to tell Vesper he's welcome to it, Jack's gaze sharpens a touch to see something shift and change in him. Subtle enough to miss if you weren't looking, but given that they can't rely fully on their abilities with one another, Jack is always looking to some extent.
He tilts his head, curious. "Could've told you that 'fore you set sights on the place," he points out. "If it ain't feral, it's cowardice wrapped in pacifism. Though I ain't gonna lie, I'm glad to hear you say so."
Jack's smile grows a touch sharper, though it's directed into his drink. "Colt packed up an' left King's End. Ain't sure where, but she's not in the region no more. Y'know, if you weren't sure that you wanted to stay up here wastin' away."
"Oh, I've no doubt," he drawls of Nova and Caly. "They could make an adventure outta watchin' paint dry." And by they he really means Nova, though he's got no doubt that she'd rope Calypso in for the fun of it. Lifting his chin in response to the sarcasm wrapped thanks, as if to tell Vesper he's welcome to it, Jack's gaze sharpens a touch to see something shift and change in him. Subtle enough to miss if you weren't looking, but given that they can't rely fully on their abilities with one another, Jack is always looking to some extent.
He tilts his head, curious. "Could've told you that 'fore you set sights on the place," he points out. "If it ain't feral, it's cowardice wrapped in pacifism. Though I ain't gonna lie, I'm glad to hear you say so."
Jack's smile grows a touch sharper, though it's directed into his drink. "Colt packed up an' left King's End. Ain't sure where, but she's not in the region no more. Y'know, if you weren't sure that you wanted to stay up here wastin' away."
no more than I was or than I want to be
when you fall on me like night, I wanna kill the lights
when you fall on me like night, I wanna kill the lights
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
