JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
"I wish I could forget," Jack drawls, though he doesn't sound as put out by it as his words might suggest. As for how to break the fucking thing? The captain scoffs out a laugh. "I've gotta cause pleasure to someone I'd normally wanna hurt. An' I've gotta cause pain to someone I'd normally wanna please. All well an' good until you consider that I don't really wanna please anyone but myself." And so that's that, he guesses, unless by some miracle he can get a god to lift it. Unlikely, but the possibility is still there.
Or it will be if they live through this. Because whilst Jack's words are comparatively calm, no sooner than Aurelia steps back (and trips, and falls, and gods it's annoying that he can't pause this moment just to laugh), Jack jumps. Not over the cliff, of course - no, he jumps towards her, to where she's just stepped.
And there's an almighty crack as the stone he stands upon simply falls away, leaving the captain leaping across clean air to try and reach the new edge. And he doesn't quite make it.
As far as Aurelia is concerned, Jack is gone.
The reality is that he's clinging to sheer, sharp rock, his knuckles skinned and a great deal of blood drenching the side of his face from a head wound, too. "Well, fuck."
Or it will be if they live through this. Because whilst Jack's words are comparatively calm, no sooner than Aurelia steps back (and trips, and falls, and gods it's annoying that he can't pause this moment just to laugh), Jack jumps. Not over the cliff, of course - no, he jumps towards her, to where she's just stepped.
And there's an almighty crack as the stone he stands upon simply falls away, leaving the captain leaping across clean air to try and reach the new edge. And he doesn't quite make it.
As far as Aurelia is concerned, Jack is gone.
The reality is that he's clinging to sheer, sharp rock, his knuckles skinned and a great deal of blood drenching the side of his face from a head wound, too. "Well, fuck."
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.
