OOC: @Rosh: I may be the one with tea-leaf tendencies but Jack is the one with daggers. :evilgrin:
Jack sat on one of the stumps near the edge of the clearing with Darwin stood next to him. He'd had had a temporary lapse of conciousness after Four had stabbed his hand, in which Grace had taken the beast woman's knife and that kid's one as well. When he regained his senses, Jack decided to not confront her about it and instead opted to observethe battle with the large armoured figure and dragon as well as the events that came after. He'd neglected dealing with the knife in his hand as he had watched and so turned to it now. He raised his hand and looked at the wound still bleeding. Jack looking at the blade with a bored gaze before simply pulling the blade out. [sub]"Stab me with one of my own knives, will she? I should return the favour."[/sub] he mumbled. The wound slowly started coming back together and the flesh began healing leaving a scar on either side of his hand. "Huh. Should go well with the others on this body." He stands up and Darwin goes to follow him. "I should think not. After your speed of dealing with that Four woman yesterday, I should think you needed to practice more." Darwin gave him a dark look as Jack walked towards the ashes of the beast man Four had tried to kill yesterday before he retrieved the Darichi and began practicing. Jack stood over the ashes as he began searching for an object in one of the satchels at his belt. "Well it appears you were not as dangerous as she made out. But I still have uses for the dead." He retrieved a purple orb that seemed to contain shifting shadows within its glass. His left hand began glowing white and blue as he began casting a spell.
