JACK
Rascally pirate types is already enough for Jack to decide he doesn't like whoever the fuck it is on the approach, and he's busy, so even less of a chance of a jovial little meeting between them. There's a shitton to do before monsoon season when the Ark sails out to leave the rain on her tail, and Adam will catch the captain right in the middle of his organisation. His linen shirt has been left open, billowing a bit in the sea breeze, and he's hunched over a barrel where he's writing a few notes.
Adam speaks and Jack barely flashes blue eyes up at him before holding out one of the notes; it's been rolled into a scroll, and within are a few chicken scratchings that don't look as though they ought to even be words - but that's the whole point of a smuggler's code, isn't it? "Sure, here's your work. Go deliver that to a stall in the marketplace that sells fabrics. You'll know it when you see it. Owner's got a unibrow."
Adam speaks and Jack barely flashes blue eyes up at him before holding out one of the notes; it's been rolled into a scroll, and within are a few chicken scratchings that don't look as though they ought to even be words - but that's the whole point of a smuggler's code, isn't it? "Sure, here's your work. Go deliver that to a stall in the marketplace that sells fabrics. You'll know it when you see it. Owner's got a unibrow."
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.
