JACK
Wincing away from the firework of celebration that is Melita on the heels of a success, Jack waits for her to calm down enough to go and reload the cannon before he allows himself his own small smile. There's always something satisfying about hitting something with a cannon, and given that they're taking out cloud spiders and some massive obsidian dick-in-the-sky, all the more so.
The captain watches with a calculating eye as the Honeybee takes her shot, leaning against the rail of the ship and perhaps even privately hoping to see another chunk of the Spire fall. And luckily for the both of them, Mel's aim strikes true, and amid another shower of spider legs (gross) a distant boom precedes a scattering of black rock.
"I think we've found a new practice target for you," he drawls, his crooked smile almost proud. "That's enough, though. We gotta get these bugs off the sails."
The captain watches with a calculating eye as the Honeybee takes her shot, leaning against the rail of the ship and perhaps even privately hoping to see another chunk of the Spire fall. And luckily for the both of them, Mel's aim strikes true, and amid another shower of spider legs (gross) a distant boom precedes a scattering of black rock.
"I think we've found a new practice target for you," he drawls, his crooked smile almost proud. "That's enough, though. We gotta get these bugs off the sails."
romancing yourself is possible, narcissistic
and recommended
and recommended
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
