Hey! ( He says, mildly defensive about the insinuation that he needs a babysitter — only to remember that Kyle is a ninja and, with a glance down at his foot, that he's missing a leg. ) Never mind, fair enough.
( Practically the whole castle is up in arms these days, or at the very least vibrating on some subatomic level with a new tension that didn't exist before the bombing. Everyone, that is, except Jack — he's the same steadfast neutral, the same level of apathetic as he's always been.
It's just... it's not like he can do anything about it. All of that stuff is way over his head, and none of his business. Also, he's seen some shit. Like, some mind-bending horrors beyond the human comprehension, Cthulhu type shit. It's hard to faze him unless he's directly in the middle of it anymore.
But he still wants to help when he can, through some strange sense of duty or guilt or weird withdrawal over nothing climactic happening to him personally since that time the prince of darkness Satan himself shoved a fist through Jack's chest.
So, here he is with a ninja and a redhead in the middle of flaming farmland, ready to do a spell like this is Harry fucking Potter or something. Objectively? Kinda cool. )
I'm ready to do The Thing whenever you guys find a good spot.
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( Practically the whole castle is up in arms these days, or at the very least vibrating on some subatomic level with a new tension that didn't exist before the bombing. Everyone, that is, except Jack — he's the same steadfast neutral, the same level of apathetic as he's always been.
It's just... it's not like he can do anything about it. All of that stuff is way over his head, and none of his business. Also, he's seen some shit. Like, some mind-bending horrors beyond the human comprehension, Cthulhu type shit. It's hard to faze him unless he's directly in the middle of it anymore.
But he still wants to help when he can, through some strange sense of duty or guilt or weird withdrawal over nothing climactic happening to him personally since that time the prince of darkness Satan himself shoved a fist through Jack's chest.
So, here he is with a ninja and a redhead in the middle of flaming farmland, ready to do a spell like this is Harry fucking Potter or something. Objectively? Kinda cool. )
I'm ready to do The Thing whenever you guys find a good spot.