JACK
He feeds on Chaele's dark advance, caught in every breath, every step towards the creature, and as the lasso of draining magic snags at its life force, Jack experiences the shaman's victory as if it were his own. And it's lucky, in a way, that he has done this for as long as he has; it's far too leasy to lose oneself in another's thoughts and feelings, and in his younger years he might have stood idly by to watch Chaele be trampled or otherwise injured by their quarry's mother.
Instead, blue eyes sharpen as Jack straightens up, directing the air currents this time to bring his scent over to the ramphire. Hoping to snag her attention, should he succeed he'll engage again with the currents of water that reside within him, blasting them outwards this time in a jet that rapidly cools into a veritable spear of ice. "Move," he hisses to the shaman, though it might be a touch belated.
Instead, blue eyes sharpen as Jack straightens up, directing the air currents this time to bring his scent over to the ramphire. Hoping to snag her attention, should he succeed he'll engage again with the currents of water that reside within him, blasting them outwards this time in a jet that rapidly cools into a veritable spear of ice. "Move," he hisses to the shaman, though it might be a touch belated.
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
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!