JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
"Is he? News to me," Jack mutters; of course, this is the problem when one is so good at lying - one can never be sure whether a reaction is genuine. But Sunjata will have to take the captain on good faith, and in comparison, Jack needs to do no such thing. He still straightens and stiffens up as Sunjata slips into his personal space, though, and there's the edge of steel between them that could threaten to turn violent at any moment.
The Flood explains. Jack holds his gaze. Silence stretches out around the Slagveld. And then the captain says it. "I believe you," he murmurs, running his tongue across his teeth. "You didn't do it - that shit at Longnight, I mean. And Kane is really fucking with you. So let's do somethin' about it, 'fore all of Torchline bays for your blood." Little does Jack know, that evening the people of Torchline will do just that.
The Flood explains. Jack holds his gaze. Silence stretches out around the Slagveld. And then the captain says it. "I believe you," he murmurs, running his tongue across his teeth. "You didn't do it - that shit at Longnight, I mean. And Kane is really fucking with you. So let's do somethin' about it, 'fore all of Torchline bays for your blood." Little does Jack know, that evening the people of Torchline will do just that.
are the angels on their way?
i’m in the dirt
i’m in the dirt
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.
