Jacked snorted. "You and your silly games." He looked out over the city, watching two figures fighting in the distance. "I've met plenty of immortals who didn't belong to your strange little death cult."
A crack of lightning shot into the sky. "The man down there who's lit up like a Christmas tree, is not one to check the credentials of his victims first."
"I can take care of myself."
"Do let me know how you go growing back a head."
tw100 — challenge drabble tag: jack meets an immortal for melandraanne