JACK
"You know, I bet she would," Jack says with easy agreement, however much of a joke it might be on Vesper's part. "She's got a whole host of magic, I can tell you that much. She's still figurin' it out herself, so if you wanna be the one to play target practice, I'll happily watch on the sidelines." For his own amusement rather than to ensure their self-preservation, obviously.
The clink of their glasses echoes only briefly in the twilight of the Bodega, soon swallowed up in the hum of voices and quiet thunder of footsteps on the boards. "Only seems natural if you ask me. Lotta shit becomes a commodity when the rest of the world freezes over," he agrees, a catlike smile on his lips as he considers the melting ice in his drink. "Especially shit from Torchline."
Maybe their next venture out to the region will be sooner rather than later, in that case.
As for King's End, Jack can only shrug his shoulders a bit. "Not really," he says. "You pretty much covered it with the fire an' the river. Still full of ghosts, still mostly unproblematic."
The clink of their glasses echoes only briefly in the twilight of the Bodega, soon swallowed up in the hum of voices and quiet thunder of footsteps on the boards. "Only seems natural if you ask me. Lotta shit becomes a commodity when the rest of the world freezes over," he agrees, a catlike smile on his lips as he considers the melting ice in his drink. "Especially shit from Torchline."
Maybe their next venture out to the region will be sooner rather than later, in that case.
As for King's End, Jack can only shrug his shoulders a bit. "Not really," he says. "You pretty much covered it with the fire an' the river. Still full of ghosts, still mostly unproblematic."
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!
