Sept 2, 2024 17:36:41 GMT
Post by Jack Orion on Sept 2, 2024 17:36:41 GMT
Hardly even flinching as Mark would stand up and slap Jack's hand away, his demeanor didn't seem to change much at all. In spite of the mudman's anger, he still held a look of compassion in his eyes. He would say nothing in response to Mark's retorts, letting him get his frustration out. Obviously, what Jack said was causing a lot of turmoil within Mark. He simply crossed his arms, eyebrows raised, waiting to see what else he would do.
He almost wanted to chase after Mark for a moment, but what he would end up saying next made him stop. His eyes narrowed instantly, not exactly liking the way he had said his exiting line. "What do you mean by that...?" he muttered to himself, looking suddenly really confused more than anything else.
He almost missed what Zaya had said, before he would shake his head a bit. "No, he didn't. But..." he started, before trailing off, again looking off towards the direction that Mark had headed. He was thinking about everything he had said up to this point. About not knowing if he was able to dream. About how he was always just taking order, how he seemed to question if he was really his own man.
It took him a moment, but something started to click the more he thought about it. "Zaya...Mark's father has the exact same Quirk as he does, doesn't he?" he asked suddenly, looking actually worried for a moment. Suddenly his years of studying Quirk biology was starting to pay off. He wasn't certain if what Mark was implying and the facts of everything truly lined up, but if Jack's hunch was right...
Oh, god. Mark might be in a lot deeper than Jack thought he was. The dragon man suddenly shook his head, outwardly dismissing the thought. He had to do more reading up on the topic, but there was something there that needed to be done. Otherwise, he shuddered to think what would happen if Mark kept failing his 'boss'.
"Yeah...let's just give him some time. I'll catch up with you later, yeah?" he said, suddenly starting to walk out of the arena himself, before turning back towards Zaya. "Sorry about all of this, Zaya. Really. I don't think this situation is exactly over, though," he warned, before again turning back around and heading out.
Mark...
Is that really your name? The thought echoed in Jack's mind as he started to head home for the day.
He almost wanted to chase after Mark for a moment, but what he would end up saying next made him stop. His eyes narrowed instantly, not exactly liking the way he had said his exiting line. "What do you mean by that...?" he muttered to himself, looking suddenly really confused more than anything else.
He almost missed what Zaya had said, before he would shake his head a bit. "No, he didn't. But..." he started, before trailing off, again looking off towards the direction that Mark had headed. He was thinking about everything he had said up to this point. About not knowing if he was able to dream. About how he was always just taking order, how he seemed to question if he was really his own man.
It took him a moment, but something started to click the more he thought about it. "Zaya...Mark's father has the exact same Quirk as he does, doesn't he?" he asked suddenly, looking actually worried for a moment. Suddenly his years of studying Quirk biology was starting to pay off. He wasn't certain if what Mark was implying and the facts of everything truly lined up, but if Jack's hunch was right...
Oh, god. Mark might be in a lot deeper than Jack thought he was. The dragon man suddenly shook his head, outwardly dismissing the thought. He had to do more reading up on the topic, but there was something there that needed to be done. Otherwise, he shuddered to think what would happen if Mark kept failing his 'boss'.
"Yeah...let's just give him some time. I'll catch up with you later, yeah?" he said, suddenly starting to walk out of the arena himself, before turning back towards Zaya. "Sorry about all of this, Zaya. Really. I don't think this situation is exactly over, though," he warned, before again turning back around and heading out.
Mark...
Is that really your name? The thought echoed in Jack's mind as he started to head home for the day.
