The colorful display that the sun spilled across the shore in daytime was now painted black and gray. The ocean still sang across the rock, calming and familiar. Iris closed her eyes to listen, but she could barely hear it. She wondered if her message had been too vague. Or too ominous? A man like Jack was likely to suspect a trap. She’d prefer for them to meet alone. The moon was bright, highlighting the tireless waves as they approached the shore. The lights blurred, a dull pressure pushing up behind her eyes. She had never been this nervous. She stood up from the rocky alcove she'd been perched in and walked to the shore. Crouching down, she cupped the ocean water in her hands and washed her face. She let the refreshing saltwater run down her neck. Maybe her message was intercepted, and now lay among the numerous reports in her father’s office. Strangely, the thought relaxed her as she began to pace the coast. Jack |
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Wanderer
Age: 22 | Height: 176 | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Stormbreak Level: 1 - Strg: 5 - Dext: 18 - Endr: 8 - Luck: 15 - Int:
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10-26-2020, 06:59 PM
Captain of the Ark ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 7 - Strg: 16 - Dext: 21 - Endr: 18 - Luck: 7 - Int: SEVEN - Mythical - Sear Cat
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Change author: Posts: 1,085 | Total: 16,668 MP: 3081 i want to taste you again Illustrious.
Jack likes that word. Illustrious. It strokes his ego in all the nicest little ways, and it's not a word he hears often enough, not on tongues or in minds. As flattering as the message in his cabin is, however, two things remain abundantly clear, illustrious or not. Someone has managed to tip their little toes into his personal space to leave a personal message while he hasn't been at home. And that same someone wants him to come out in the middle of the night alone, so they are either very ballsy, very stupid, or very both. Jack does, of course. Come alone, that is (and the irony is not lost, on the fact that he also might be very both, were it not for his upper hand in the form of reading fucking minds). And when he does arrive at the Rainbow Road, it's armed to the teeth and with his telepathy tight as a bowstring, prepped and ready for any sign of mischief or misdeed. Only when he feels nothing nearby, when he's walked the parameters on silent feet, does he seek out the person who has sought him first. And when he finds her - well. "Usually, I'm offered a drink," he rumbles, the moonlight spilling onto his dark silhouette and painting it ghost-pale. "When people want to make deals with me, I mean." like a secret or a sin JACK
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10-29-2020, 04:24 PM
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10-31-2020, 08:12 PM
i want to taste you again He watches her as the moon reveals the two of them in its naked, ghostly light, and Jack looks her up and down. It's less attraction and more a frank evaluation, and his magic plucks the details from her awareness - a knife strapped to her thigh, spikes of grief wrapped in tendrils of anticipation. A bribe to get his attention. A turbulent month. There's a story here, and it's more than merely meets the eye. "Oh, consider me wooed." Jack turns his head, where one of the earrings can be seen glinting in his left ear. "Your note indicated that there was more to be found out here."
Right. He'll believe it when he sees it. "You've already met me," he points out as she draws closer, the smuggler gazing down at her through hooded blue eyes. "At least, you've met where I sleep. Where I keep my personal effects. You've met my ship, too. But I don't think I have had the pleasure of aquaintin' myself with your remarkably sticky fingers. Want to explain why I'm standin' out here in the middle of the night?" like a secret or a sin JACK
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11-01-2020, 07:51 PM
i want to taste you again Awoken his appetites, piqued his interest, or simply made him keen to ensure that whoever had gotten into his cabin didn't get a second opportunity? Jack's reasoning is complex. His eyebrows raise as she speaks; by the look of her, she's barely into womanhood, and yet here she is commanding herself like a would-be client of his. Like someone who has authority - potentially authority over him. A wolfish smile tugs at the corners of his lips, like he finds it amusing.
"Skill and knowledge shouldn't be an issue," he drawls, reaching into the inside pocket of his waistcoat to draw out a cigarette and a matchbook; for the uninitiated, the smuggler is definitely relaxing if he's smoking. All this takes place as she stands before him - the striking of the match, the way the cigarette is placed between his lips, the first drawing on it. He exhales into the air, offering it out to her for a drag. She glides over her presence on his ship, which is either very smart or very dumb, and they'll figure out which in due course. "I had considered as much," he says. "What kind of disappearance are we talkin' about here? Does Iris Acquarone have a preference for being alive? I remind you that I'm a smuggler, not a mercenary." like a secret or a sin JACK
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11-04-2020, 11:36 PM
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11-05-2020, 11:02 AM
i want to taste you again She can keep both eyes on him for all Jack cares - the fact that she's not sure about his skill with discretion is a credit to the reputation he's built for himself. If they're all watching the brash captain, they're not watching the business he's actually conducting in secret. There's a smile curling around the cigarette at her quip and the declining to partake, Jack having almost guessed that he was speaking to the very same Acquarone she was inquiring about, but now it's confirmed.
"That's a damn shame - bein' alive always complicates things," he mutters, though the amusement in his tone suggests it's a quip and nothing more. But then she lays out her plans, her terms of his employment, and he exhales a whorl of smoke that's snatched by the sea breeze and taken elsewhere. "I don't fake deaths as a rule. The smugglin' shouldn't be an issue, provided you tell me where you're aimin' to go," he murmurs. It isn't a no to the first step of her plan; merely an affirmation that she's asking for a lot. "I'm no fool - I know the Acquarone estate as well as anyone. What're the stakes, if you fuck this up? Who am I gonna have on my heels?" 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. Also branded with a small star tattoo beneath his left eye.
Wanderer
Age: 22 | Height: 176 | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Stormbreak Level: 1 - Strg: 5 - Dext: 18 - Endr: 8 - Luck: 15 - Int:
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11-05-2020, 10:02 PM
Captain of the Ark ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 7 - Strg: 16 - Dext: 21 - Endr: 18 - Luck: 7 - Int: SEVEN - Mythical - Sear Cat
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11-06-2020, 04:14 PM
i want to taste you again She's a little firecracker, this one - and swaggering, for one so young. In a lot of ways she reminds Jack of himself at that age, and he doesn't know whether or not he deeply appreciates it, or finds it annoying. Probably both - probably exactly how others felt about him, too. So he merely takes in the words, drawing again on the cigarette, and levels a glance at her that's just dangerous enough to suggest that he has no reason to worry about himself. Not out here, alone, in the dark, with a teenager and a deal on the table.
As for the rest of it? He flicks ash from the glowing end of the smoke, exhaling in a blue-grey sigh. "I've been conductin' business for a long time now, love," he says quietly. "If I'm paid for a job, discretion is a given. Doubly so in my case. As far as the rest of Torchline is concerned, we've never met." Some people are daring, considering the risks and doing it anyway. And Jack? Jack's daring falls well into arrogance, even if it's tempered by a caution in his execution of plans that would surprise most. If anything, avoiding the Acquarone bloodhound is just more of a reason to take on the job - to prove that he can, that he did. "Sounds like a good reason to minimise those risks by keepin' my mouth shut." Which, as they've already discussed, is a given. Then she steps closer, reaches, touches. And Jack's free hand flicks out, the glint of a blade in the moonlight resting gently against her hip. He's not sensed anything untoward in her thoughts, but it's always good to maintain a reminder that trust is earned, not given. "We have a deal, on one condition." He raises his eyebrows down at her. "You hire me, you hire me. This happens my way wherever it needs to. No arguments, no tantrums. Otherwise we both end up dead." 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. Also branded with a small star tattoo beneath his left eye.
Wanderer
Age: 22 | Height: 176 | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Stormbreak Level: 1 - Strg: 5 - Dext: 18 - Endr: 8 - Luck: 15 - Int:
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11-08-2020, 10:55 AM
Captain of the Ark ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 7 - Strg: 16 - Dext: 21 - Endr: 18 - Luck: 7 - Int: SEVEN - Mythical - Sear Cat
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11-08-2020, 09:33 PM
i want to taste you again Jack isn't sure she'd like the way he thinks. But then, equally, he reckons she might very much appreciate it. Either way, as the boundary is set and respected, the knife goes away, and he remains in place as she paces out towards the beach. With another inhale of smoke, another flick of ash onto the sand, he hears her out. "Must we?" he asks in response to the question of leaving a body.
"We can if you insist, but that tends to get messier rather than more simple," he points out, glancing from the necklace and then out to the ocean. "What kind of reckless does Iris prefer, love? Does she get on a boat never to be seen again? Does she fling herself from the cliffs where the Aumakua overlooks the sea? Or," he ponders, seeming to catch on that idea, "does she meet with some unsavoury sorts in Rae's Fingers, who kill her for her pretty little gems?" He tilts his head at the emeralds. "Those would fetch for a lot on the black market. Fenced into the right hands, we could make it so that the family knows they are yours, but they go after the entirely wrong people about it." 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. Also branded with a small star tattoo beneath his left eye.
Wanderer
Age: 22 | Height: 176 | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Stormbreak Level: 1 - Strg: 5 - Dext: 18 - Endr: 8 - Luck: 15 - Int:
Played by: Nell
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11-13-2020, 12:42 AM
Captain of the Ark ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 7 - Strg: 16 - Dext: 21 - Endr: 18 - Luck: 7 - Int: SEVEN - Mythical - Sear Cat
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11-15-2020, 10:29 AM
i want to taste you again "I'd also be gettin' trashed and havin' a helluva time in the Halenani 'bout now," Jack pops back at her with a shrug. Lucrative is relative. Still, her insistence on a body sobers him a bit, and he chews on his lower lip. Really, it'd be the most simple plan to actually kill her and to hell with the trouble. It's a sentiment that he (obviously) keeps to himself. "Even smart people can be idiots when they're backed into corners," he points out regarding his plan with the Fingers. "An' I know they're bein' watched - I do a lot of the watchin'." Well, Zephyr does. Same difference.
But she offers yet a further opportunity - and Jack almost asks why she wants his opinion if she's got her own plan - but that's all part of the dance, isn't it? And the scenario she paints is a fucking dangerous one to say the least, the smuggler narrowing his eyes as he considers it. He's avoided the Floating Casino since he started playing smart (it's easy to get a password when you might pluck it from anyone's head); too tempting to cheat too hard, to get away with too much. He knows the ship, though. A smile creeps back across his face. "I know I can do that. Two things, though. First, you're gonna do somethin' for me while you're on board. Card player like you should find it easy. Second, as soon as we get back to shore, Iris disappears." He gestures to her. "Magic, makeup, shavin' your fuckin' head, I don't care. You're gonna look like a deckhand." 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. Also branded with a small star tattoo beneath his left eye. | ||||||
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