i want to taste you again
Don't count it, says the governor. So Jack doesn't, merely watching as the Flood marks out the paper they've settled on, and then lights him a fucking cigarette. Honestly, the smoke is more likely to make him sick than anything else, but the gesture is appreciated enough that Jack accepts it, drawing deep on the smoke and exhaling in a long, tired sigh. "No need to thank me twice," he mumbles around it, all business, though an eyebrow arches as he notices Sunjata noticing the marks on his neck.
"Checkin' they're still there or somethin'?" he asks, managing a faint smirk and nodding over Sunjata's shoulder where an ashtray sits on the desk. He might just manage to grab that without ruining something else, he thinks. "Any more spooky appearances from dear old dad?" he says then, knowing the answer but needing to vocalise it nonetheless. "Ain't been a whisper of anyone with his description 'round Torchline."
"Checkin' they're still there or somethin'?" he asks, managing a faint smirk and nodding over Sunjata's shoulder where an ashtray sits on the desk. He might just manage to grab that without ruining something else, he thinks. "Any more spooky appearances from dear old dad?" he says then, knowing the answer but needing to vocalise it nonetheless. "Ain't been a whisper of anyone with his description 'round Torchline."
like a secret or a sin
JACK
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.
