JACK
hellraiser
risk taker
risk taker
"Perhaps one day I'll write you a manual for me," Jack murmurs, concentration writ on his features as he focuses on the ice rather than the Flora over his shoulder. He doesn't know quite what he expected to happen here, but as the snow starts to fall, and then the ice starts to hammer him instead, it's a fucking time, you know?
Flinching as the ice pellets open a number of shallow cuts over his shoulders, along with one along his cheek, the captain, gives the shrine another wrench with his magic before he releases it and steps back and away, hissing through his teeth. "For the record, you'd have fuckin' died if you came here alone. We'll leave this shit to someone else, come on."
Flinching as the ice pellets open a number of shallow cuts over his shoulders, along with one along his cheek, the captain, gives the shrine another wrench with his magic before he releases it and steps back and away, hissing through his teeth. "For the record, you'd have fuckin' died if you came here alone. We'll leave this shit to someone else, come on."
full speed ahead
'til i'm dead
'til i'm dead
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
