JACK
"Yeah, an' I'm lookin' for a stiff drink an' a great set of tits," comes the gruff call back down the gangplank towards Wessex. The man of the hour is at home, as it happens, but he's busy taking stock of everything on the Ark, and when he appears at the side of the ship it's with a ledger in hand and a pencil between his teeth. Blue eyes flash up to glance at the Wraith on the docks, Jack giving her a cursory look up and down before letting out a sigh and snapping the ledger shut.
"A stiff drink it is," he mutters, taking the pencil from his teeth to tuck it behind his ear instead, before leaning his elbows against the dark, polished wood and addressing her properly. "You lookin' for trouble or a good time? The answer'll depend on whether you find Jack," he informs her.
"A stiff drink it is," he mutters, taking the pencil from his teeth to tuck it behind his ear instead, before leaning his elbows against the dark, polished wood and addressing her properly. "You lookin' for trouble or a good time? The answer'll depend on whether you find Jack," he informs her.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
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.
