I’m not an artist I’m a fucking work of art
"Better put our money on that hope, then," Jack said, raising his glass with a crooked smile and taking a sip of whiskey. After the fighting in the alleyway and the mental stress at having to keep his mind open for any new developments, the drink was a very welcome respite.
It didn't surprise him too much to learn that Sunjata was an Outlander, given all of the thoughts about the place where he'd grown up; but for all of the sailing in the world, Jack hadn't been everywhere in Caido. Yet. "It obviously made a good impression, for you to run here at the first opportunity," he remarked with a snort. "Me? Born in Torchline, guilty as charged," he said. "These islands raised me, taught me a lot of what I know."
It didn't surprise him too much to learn that Sunjata was an Outlander, given all of the thoughts about the place where he'd grown up; but for all of the sailing in the world, Jack hadn't been everywhere in Caido. Yet. "It obviously made a good impression, for you to run here at the first opportunity," he remarked with a snort. "Me? Born in Torchline, guilty as charged," he said. "These islands raised me, taught me a lot of what I know."
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
