JACK
What focus he has that isn't on holding the water at bay, Jack puts to use in sipping at his drink and perusing George and Flora's thoughts in the same way one might read a magazine in a waiting room. Only when the water begins to surge enough to require real concentration does he withdraw his sticky fingers from their minds, glancing at the potential flood lapping at the thief's shoes.
"I'm a sailor," he replies to Flora, as if the answer to that question ought to have been obvious. "I s'pose if we just make sure the area behind the dam slopes down, it'll act as a landing area for small boats in the Fingers when the tide is up." And yes, an escape route when it's down.
Either way, he's got nothing on offer to help make that slope happen, unless they expect him to huff and puff and blow the house in a la air magic.
Jack ponders.
"I'm a sailor," he replies to Flora, as if the answer to that question ought to have been obvious. "I s'pose if we just make sure the area behind the dam slopes down, it'll act as a landing area for small boats in the Fingers when the tide is up." And yes, an escape route when it's down.
Either way, he's got nothing on offer to help make that slope happen, unless they expect him to huff and puff and blow the house in a la air magic.
Jack ponders.
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
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