JACK
"Fantastic. Providin' you don't give anyone food poisonin', you're hired." Just like that, yep. Smiling over his shoulder and taking the basket, Jack peeks within it and takes out a little bit of jerky for himself, replacing the cigarette with the meat and calling out to the crew as they step onto the deck of the Ark. Someone comes to take the basket and there's no guarantee that Locke will get the empty one back, if he even wanted it.
"Locke," Jack repeats, as if tasting the name on his tongue. "Ever sailed before?" he asks, before looking the other man up and down. "An' what's your baggage? Before you play coy - I know there's always baggage. Got debts? Runnin' from a bad deal? Or just spend all your money on booze?"
"Locke," Jack repeats, as if tasting the name on his tongue. "Ever sailed before?" he asks, before looking the other man up and down. "An' what's your baggage? Before you play coy - I know there's always baggage. Got debts? Runnin' from a bad deal? Or just spend all your money on booze?"
you are a quiet god
and your hunger is cavernous
and your hunger is cavernous
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.
