JACK
There's more where that comes from. Or there would be, if Jack wasn't distracted by the hunk of wood aimed at his chest. "Oi!" he growls, the wood bouncing off him and falling harmlessly into the blankets in his lap. It's not that he actually feels it, but more the principle of the thing. Aurelia is that exquisite brand of what the fuck that has the audacity to barge into his rooms and cause (yes, cause) trinkets to go scattering from shelves and onto the floor.
"You've got ten seconds to explain before I get another turn at this." He waves the bottle at her, a mark already starting to bloom against his skin where she's managed to hit him in turn. His blue eyes flick between the thing on the desk and her face, and even groggy and undoubtedly naked beneath the sheets, the captain manages to look ready to murder someone.
"You've got ten seconds to explain before I get another turn at this." He waves the bottle at her, a mark already starting to bloom against his skin where she's managed to hit him in turn. His blue eyes flick between the thing on the desk and her face, and even groggy and undoubtedly naked beneath the sheets, the captain manages to look ready to murder someone.
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.
