JACK
"Magical gloves that hold 'em," Jack repeats, as though he's never heard of something so ridiculous in his life. It is, of course, a perfectly reasonable item to possess, but he's not going to let Flora off that easily. "Mm, a'right, dragon scales it is. Though you can figure out how to scrape those off him," he says. He doesn't imagine the dragon in question will be all that keen, but it's her suggestion, so it's her funeral.
Yeah yeah yeah, he's a real buzzkill and all. "Well, good or bad, they're passable for that stupid thing happenin' in the swamp," he says - or rather, he decides. Mainly because he's not making more cupcakes - not even the hels want the burnt ones. "Maybe you'll see me there if I do feel like a bit of networkin'." Probably not, though.
Yeah yeah yeah, he's a real buzzkill and all. "Well, good or bad, they're passable for that stupid thing happenin' in the swamp," he says - or rather, he decides. Mainly because he's not making more cupcakes - not even the hels want the burnt ones. "Maybe you'll see me there if I do feel like a bit of networkin'." Probably not, though.
believer... believe it or not you'll know
when it ends and how it goes
when it ends and how it goes
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
