full speed ahead 'til I'm dead in the fast lane
Unsure how to feel about being used as some kind of invisible threat (and utterly unaware that he had just undone much of what Saiden was working towards in the streets), Jack finished up on the rooftop and untethered himself, clambering back down to ground level only to move along to the next in the row. It was going to be a horror of a day at this rate, and he was looking forward to a stiff drink afterwards.
Along the way he nodded at Eloise and the Torcher through one of the broken windows, before disappearing around the side of the next house and hauling himself up onto the roof. Once he got there, of course, he realised what he had done with the piles of ash and snorted. "Maybe hold off on cleaning this part 'til I'm done!" he called to Saiden. What's this? Jack? Trying to do the sailor a favour? The heat was getting to him.
Jack glowers at the Torcher through the broken window and moves on to the next house in the row to clean the rooftop.
Along the way he nodded at Eloise and the Torcher through one of the broken windows, before disappearing around the side of the next house and hauling himself up onto the roof. Once he got there, of course, he realised what he had done with the piles of ash and snorted. "Maybe hold off on cleaning this part 'til I'm done!" he called to Saiden. What's this? Jack? Trying to do the sailor a favour? The heat was getting to him.
Jack glowers at the Torcher through the broken window and moves on to the next house in the row to clean the rooftop.
