JACK
"Absolutely not." Someone has gone to tattle, and even if they hadn't said anything, Jack can hear OH GOD SHE'S GONNA SET THE SHIP ON FIRE thoughts from a mile away. (It's from precisely 30ft away actually, but who's counting? Not Jack). Leaning against the open door of the kitchens, it's with the lazy eyes of a predator that he also watches the stove, ready and waiting to have to put out any flames.
"You ain't our cook," he reminds her, which should be obvious, but it's Melita and it's not obvious. "And these ain't cannons." Adding in her opinion with a musical mrow, Seven pads across the boards with her tail high, rubbing her cheek along Mel's lower leg in greeting.
"You ain't our cook," he reminds her, which should be obvious, but it's Melita and it's not obvious. "And these ain't cannons." Adding in her opinion with a musical mrow, Seven pads across the boards with her tail high, rubbing her cheek along Mel's lower leg in greeting.
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.
