full speed ahead 'til I'm dead in the fast lane
Love and contentment? Count Jack out. As he feels Flora start to come around he's already extracting himself with the skill of a man who has done this far too often, though he does at least leave her very comfortably splayed on the couch as he gets to his feet and stretches. "'Fraid a captain's work is never done, love," he drawls, a satisfied smile on his face as he puts his belt back on and buckles it.
"Go to bed and dream of me though, mm?" Already there's a cigarette (unlit, you're welcome) between his lips, and he's reaching out with deft fingers to curl a lock of hair back behind her ear. "That performance'll be on my mind all night either way." He's not saying precisely why, stooping to tuck the knife he'd abandoned earlier back into his boot.
"Go to bed and dream of me though, mm?" Already there's a cigarette (unlit, you're welcome) between his lips, and he's reaching out with deft fingers to curl a lock of hair back behind her ear. "That performance'll be on my mind all night either way." He's not saying precisely why, stooping to tuck the knife he'd abandoned earlier back into his boot.
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
