i want to taste you again
Using the ripples of wariness as a means of orienting himself more than anything, Jack is still scratching away in his ledger, having pulled out a slim stick of peppermint bark to chew on, when Flora goes off like a fucking firework just before him. Blue eyes flash up and he sidesteps a second before they risk bumping into one another, bring him smoothly to her side. "Well if it ain't the only sunshine Torchline's gettin' these days," he drawls, snapping the ledger shut and tucking it under one arm.
"You come to hassle the dock workers all special like?" he wants to know, nodding at the star-spangled idiot she'd been talking to (he's just out of range of Jack's telepathy, which is a bit of a shame because he'd been quite enjoying the mix of panik and boobies in his mind.
"You come to hassle the dock workers all special like?" he wants to know, nodding at the star-spangled idiot she'd been talking to (he's just out of range of Jack's telepathy, which is a bit of a shame because he'd been quite enjoying the mix of panik and boobies in his mind.
like a secret or a sin
JACK
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
