JACK
If Jack is staring, it's more because of Flora's no shoddy sailor thought, let's be honest. He's a fucking great sailor, thank you, Your Highness, the captain having let the majority of the crew go to amuse themselves now that The Ark is star-filled and airborne, leaving them with a skeleton number and Jack at the helm. Beneath them the void unfurls like some toxic flower, having infected the Oerwoud rapidly over the course of Longnight.
"Why would you wanna do that?" he asks in response to Thought #1, and shut up to #2. "Should be able to listen in easy enough, long as you chat near the backroom doors." As for the sex, he can only raise his eyebrows to her at that, before slyly glancing away and stepping back enough to gesture for her to join him on the quarterdeck before the wheel.
"Why would you wanna do that?" he asks in response to Thought #1, and shut up to #2. "Should be able to listen in easy enough, long as you chat near the backroom doors." As for the sex, he can only raise his eyebrows to her at that, before slyly glancing away and stepping back enough to gesture for her to join him on the quarterdeck before the wheel.
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!
