Where once Jack would have balked at the theft, these days the golden spark of Flora's intention hits soon enough that his fingers are loose to allow it, and he instead focuses on the steady approach of the jungle in the distance. "Mmhm," he confirms. "I used to use the Boondocks for shit like this, but then some Frey demigod fuck moved in and turned it into a marketplace." And he and Sunjata have never spoken about it, but Jack will never forgive him regardless.
"For hidin' shit and droppin' off, though, this is a decent enough place." Which is the point of today's journey - to pick up a few things promised to the captain in days and weeks past.
Two things is still a bit of business as far as Jack is concerned, and as the cigarette is put back into his hands, he flicks the ash over the side of the boat and hears Flora out. "That's a bold way to say you want to put my ass on the line for a bunch of demigods an' leaders of other regions," he drawls - because Flora absolutely knows Jack well enough now to know that's not really in his wheelhouse to do.
"As your queen?" he repeats with a debonair grin, shaking his head and angling himself more to face her. "Better start there then, hadn't we? Starfall ain't standin' in front of me lookin' all coy, but you are."
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
