JACK
One of the best things about the world suddenly unfolding itself to them again is that there are a lot more places to do business. Shady business. A lot more places where one might hide, out of sight, and get things done so to speak, before moving on with their day. And it was from one of these places that Jack emerges, too occupied with whatever it is he has just finished doing to notice that someone else is prowling the Oerwoud.
And he nearly walks right into Rigby, sidestepping at the last second and raising a hand that has a blade in it almost on instinct. The sleeve of his shirt is stained red (who knows why), and the glare he levels on the youth could cut as easily as the knife between his fingers. Jack freezes like that, for a few seconds, before the hand starts to lower. "Afternoon," he grunts, like this sort of thing happens every day.
And he nearly walks right into Rigby, sidestepping at the last second and raising a hand that has a blade in it almost on instinct. The sleeve of his shirt is stained red (who knows why), and the glare he levels on the youth could cut as easily as the knife between his fingers. Jack freezes like that, for a few seconds, before the hand starts to lower. "Afternoon," he grunts, like this sort of thing happens every day.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
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.
