[Jack stays right where he is, letting Gabriel pull the mask off and set it aside. Smoke immediately billows out from underneath, but soon it clears and he's pulling his face together as best he can, eyes locking with Gabriel's to catch every minute change in his facial expression. Take in his reaction--the fear, horror, maybe pity. Maybe he won't see anything at all. Gabriel has always been good at playing things close to the chest.
His face takes a moment to assemble, all half-decayed and struggling to keep its shape. Jack doesn't look any older than he was the day of the explosion, but he certainly looks deader, skin pale and crumbling, cleaved in two by the scars that bisect it. The one crossing his lip is deep, enough to pull at his mouth and expose his teeth. He can't seem to decide how many eyes to have, but eventually he settles on two, the extras blinking away before they're re-absorbed.
There's some kind of clever quip to be made here, but that's more Gabriel's style. Jack stares at him in silence, waiting to hear what he has to say.]
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His face takes a moment to assemble, all half-decayed and struggling to keep its shape. Jack doesn't look any older than he was the day of the explosion, but he certainly looks deader, skin pale and crumbling, cleaved in two by the scars that bisect it. The one crossing his lip is deep, enough to pull at his mouth and expose his teeth. He can't seem to decide how many eyes to have, but eventually he settles on two, the extras blinking away before they're re-absorbed.
There's some kind of clever quip to be made here, but that's more Gabriel's style. Jack stares at him in silence, waiting to hear what he has to say.]