Jack knew what this boy was doing. He was trying to hit him in the pride and he was not going to take this. The boy was trying to provoke him.
Admittedly? It actually kind of worked.
"Out of this world?" Jack sneered. "If you mean out of the duelling world, then you’ve got that right, you little no-name."
This kid thought he was the greatest thing in the world. Pfft. Pathetic.
Oh? Was this man actually going to jab back? To a child? Well, physically one, at least (mentally, too, though he'd never admit to it). Maybe things would actually be entertaining, in the very least.
"You're calling me a no-name, but I've never even seen you before. And I'm pretty deep in the dueling scene. I guess that's got something to say. You may have been famous at one time, but now it seems like you're a beached whale."
Talking was getting him nowhere, but Jack had provoked him to the point that logical thinking flew out the window. Typical of Vector, always losing his head, even if he can keep the appearance up.












