JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
Were it anyone else, Jack certainly would not have waited - but for Remi Taliesin's daughter, he does slow his steps. A bit. Maybe. Regardless, once Flora gets up onto the boardwalk and stops trying to pretend she can sashay her cares away, they do end up walking side by side towards the Ark. "No, not normally," Jack mutters, not looking over his shoulder at the ramphire in case they've done something equally as cursed, like... move. Or disappear.
"I gotta get some people together to look into this more," he continues. "And you can..." He bites the inside of his cheek, willing an idea to force its way out. "You can... write a notice for the Notice Board?" He glances across at her, as if asking if that's something she's capable of doing. "And... I dunno. Make a tribute for the dead shit?"
"I gotta get some people together to look into this more," he continues. "And you can..." He bites the inside of his cheek, willing an idea to force its way out. "You can... write a notice for the Notice Board?" He glances across at her, as if asking if that's something she's capable of doing. "And... I dunno. Make a tribute for the dead shit?"
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.
