JACK
Jack is doing his best not to think about anything, in truth, and that includes not letting his telepathy catch onto anyone else's thoughts as well. Unfortunately the damned magic isn't something he can easily turn off, and so as Milo enters the range of it, Jack glances up towards him. He raises the bottle in the other man's direction, gazing up at the firling again before he's even taken a seat.
"A'right as I can be," he says with the slant of a smile creeping across his face. "Gettin' itchy feet again - always do towards the end of Deepfrost. You ain't ever sailed, have ya?" He raises an eyebrow at Milo, taking a drink from the bottle in his hands. Jack's not going to get anything other than real hydrated this Longnight, but fuck, there are still more pros to this curse than cons.
"A'right as I can be," he says with the slant of a smile creeping across his face. "Gettin' itchy feet again - always do towards the end of Deepfrost. You ain't ever sailed, have ya?" He raises an eyebrow at Milo, taking a drink from the bottle in his hands. Jack's not going to get anything other than real hydrated this Longnight, but fuck, there are still more pros to this curse than cons.
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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