𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫.

𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡. #𝐃𝐁𝐃𝐑𝐏 / #𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐑𝐏

"Ah. Good Morning. I believe we have not been introduced." He's not slept either. He's been trying to escape the entire time.

He's been gone a long time. Don't ask why.

He can't help it!

||fair Any time these two talk I think of one scenario Which is Charles: "All humans must perish, I wish to feed on them" [Points at jack with one of the spider legs] Charles: "But not him."||

Then there's Jack with a dead body somewhere.

||muscle memory vs twitter changing the order||

He's been sane for a few days now, which could be positive but that just means he needs to be extra careful. The Ripper wants blood.

Then something dawned on Jack. Which he had to ask. "You showed me that you had to climb into the shell. How long did it take to learn how to do that?" The Ripper added some numbers to the plank he had torn off too. This was quite interesting, he thought.

He knew Charles could tell Jack was confused by the other, but clearly that would be expected. Jack was not only displaced, but had seen things he never had before. "Well, Charles. You're quite intruiging."

"Dwight?" He's clearly trying! That's a name he's never even considered before.

Jack could probably fix all of those.m.with enough time. However that would mean the other would have to be vulnerable for that to happen. "I would say you're the smartest Spider-thing I've ever met..however, you're the only spider train I've ever met."

The Ripper is approaching, sticking a hand out to the other, his other hand on his knife just incase. Now he had to climb to go and get his knives back. Yay.

Jack wasn't prepared for that, which could easily be excused. After all, you don't deal with telepathy much in London. He had to take a second.. that was so much to take in. "Smart. Using a train as a shell." He did note to himself the others face remained exposed, though.

||Evie: No Jack don't befriend the spider train demon- Jack: Friendship go brrrr||

Jack stopped for a second. He still couldn't truly comprehend the others existence. What was it? He'll never know. "Are you actually a train, Charles? Or something else."

...Jack isn't one for assisting someone. However, he will Tey in the only way he knows how, throwing a knife at each of the strings.

Peaceful? In London? Never a good thing.

"So, you go by Charles?" Jack tilted his head. Luckily he could read. So ripper tried something, tapping 4 separate letters. J.A.C.K.