full speed ahead 'til I'm dead in the fast lane
"Fuckin' Jack," he echoes, though he sounds a lot more breezy about it, grinning out into the waves and leaning back on his hands. There might even be a hint of pride in his tone; he knows he's a dick, and he knows he's got the upper hand in this situation. No reason to deny it. Still, there's a prickle of something in his expression as he hears navigator in her thoughts, a falter to his smile as he remembers the clever hands and even cleverer brain of his last navigator.
But he doesn't dwell on it - doesn't let himself - the captain glancing across at Aurelia as she lays out her terms. "A career ladder?" He snorts. "Sorry, the role of captain is already taken. What lofty aspirations d'you have, Miss Too-Good-For-Grunt-Work?" Raising his eyebrows at her, he wonders if she even knows how ships work, let alone what she wants to be other than a glorified guard dog. The ball is in her court - he's listening, for now.
But he doesn't dwell on it - doesn't let himself - the captain glancing across at Aurelia as she lays out her terms. "A career ladder?" He snorts. "Sorry, the role of captain is already taken. What lofty aspirations d'you have, Miss Too-Good-For-Grunt-Work?" Raising his eyebrows at her, he wonders if she even knows how ships work, let alone what she wants to be other than a glorified guard dog. The ball is in her court - he's listening, for now.
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.
