JACK
"More dazzlin' than starlight, love," Jack retorts easily, his smile sly and the glitter on his shoulders continuing to shimmer in the sunlight. He doesn't know when it'll disappear and he doesn't fucking care, honestly. He's getting what he came for - at least until she's talking about shades again. Scoffing, Jack gazes across at her (possible now that she's come to join him) over the rim of his sunglasses, before he slips them off and promptly slides them onto her face. And if he pokes her in the eye or the ear or whatever, fuck you, he was being nice.
"Then keep 'em. I can get more. If you lose 'em, though, you're on your own." He grabs out the rest of the parcels and, in return, digs in his pocket for a small, compact wooden cylinder. Setting it down inside the chest, he closes up the lid. Payment done. "Drugs," he tells her simply. "Snapdragon, dreamdust and thirdeye. They'll go into the Ark's stores and they'll mysteriously disappear when we get back home. Speaking of - let's head back."
"Then keep 'em. I can get more. If you lose 'em, though, you're on your own." He grabs out the rest of the parcels and, in return, digs in his pocket for a small, compact wooden cylinder. Setting it down inside the chest, he closes up the lid. Payment done. "Drugs," he tells her simply. "Snapdragon, dreamdust and thirdeye. They'll go into the Ark's stores and they'll mysteriously disappear when we get back home. Speaking of - let's head back."
believer... believe it or not you'll know
when it ends and how it goes
when it ends and how it goes
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.
