JACK
Flora is plotting hard about something; Jack can sense that much the second she finds the periphery of his magic. Hard enough that even the good captain thinks twice before interrupting her. He still does, though, in the end, because what he needs continues to be a priority over others. And so, pushing open the door to the Hanged Man, he's a couple of steps in before a bit of webbing catches him right across the cheek, Jack hissing and stepping back.
"You plannin' on lettin' these things run riot in the bar?" he complains, reaching up to grasp the web, letting a blast of air magic rip it from where it's fastened to the walls. "One way to ruin business, I s'pose. I gotta use the back room." The back back room he means, of course.
"You plannin' on lettin' these things run riot in the bar?" he complains, reaching up to grasp the web, letting a blast of air magic rip it from where it's fastened to the walls. "One way to ruin business, I s'pose. I gotta use the back room." The back back room he means, of course.
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!
