She can loathe it all she likes; Jack doesn't care. He watches her take in the world around them - the port in the distance, the bobbing ships on the ocean, the warm sands, and waits for her to make her appraisal. And when she does, he smiles again - it's not a knowing smirk this time, but it's just as shit-eating. [say]"An extra pair of hands, and whatever skills you're bringin' with you,"[/say] he says, turning a bit to point out across the docks.
In the port, bobbing amongst the other vessels, is one ship in particular that's marked by its sun-bleached maroon sails. [say]"That's the Ark,"[/say] he murmurs. [say]"She's mine, and she can always use more crew. Room and board in exchange for work, until you find your feet."[/say] He winks - the implication being that his crew rarely leave, once they're in.
In the port, bobbing amongst the other vessels, is one ship in particular that's marked by its sun-bleached maroon sails. [say]"That's the Ark,"[/say] he murmurs. [say]"She's mine, and she can always use more crew. Room and board in exchange for work, until you find your feet."[/say] He winks - the implication being that his crew rarely leave, once they're in.
Jack being an Abandoned is common knowledge these days, however his Telepathy remains a well-kept secret:
Magic: Passive Telepathy | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 30ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Also branded with a small star tattoo beneath his left eye.
