i want to taste you again
Using the ripples of wariness as a means of orienting himself more than anything, Jack is still scratching away in his ledger, having pulled out a slim stick of peppermint bark to chew on, when Flora goes off like a fucking firework just before him. Blue eyes flash up and he sidesteps a second before they risk bumping into one another, bring him smoothly to her side. "Well if it ain't the only sunshine Torchline's gettin' these days," he drawls, snapping the ledger shut and tucking it under one arm.
"You come to hassle the dock workers all special like?" he wants to know, nodding at the star-spangled idiot she'd been talking to (he's just out of range of Jack's telepathy, which is a bit of a shame because he'd been quite enjoying the mix of panik and boobies in his mind.
"You come to hassle the dock workers all special like?" he wants to know, nodding at the star-spangled idiot she'd been talking to (he's just out of range of Jack's telepathy, which is a bit of a shame because he'd been quite enjoying the mix of panik and boobies in his mind.
like a secret or a sin
JACK
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.
