JACK
Jack doesn't apologise because he's not sorry, but he does raise his eyebrows at her as if to say see? watch where you throw your lumps of coal. He's already sidling smoothly out of the way as she goes to launch her assault against the Hels, a smirk curling over his lips as they see her bullying and raise her a few squawks of mocking disdain. "The weather?" he repeats. "It's monsoon season. Figured the wet an' the wind an' the chill would be just the kind of shit you'd get in the Greatwood."
Indeed, while the majority of the damage has been mitigated these days, by Safrin's hand, the continuing Deepfrost has made things rather dreary, all things considered. Still, leaning against Flora's windowsill to peer into her kitchen, you wouldn't think it to look at Jack. "They're just cakes," he says, knowingly unhelpful in his remarks, but that's mainly a knee jerk reaction from her grief trying to cling to him.
"Besides, I don't reckon it's the recipe's fault they're burnin'." That's all you, baby.
Indeed, while the majority of the damage has been mitigated these days, by Safrin's hand, the continuing Deepfrost has made things rather dreary, all things considered. Still, leaning against Flora's windowsill to peer into her kitchen, you wouldn't think it to look at Jack. "They're just cakes," he says, knowingly unhelpful in his remarks, but that's mainly a knee jerk reaction from her grief trying to cling to him.
"Besides, I don't reckon it's the recipe's fault they're burnin'." That's all you, baby.
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.
