JACK
Glancing between Melita and Flora as if they've just suggested he hang giant hunks of flesh from the Ark's hull and wave a flag declaring Free Food!, the shake of the captain's head is both a firm no and also vaguely concerned about how either woman has made it this far alive. "To be clear," he drawls, "'cause I just wanna make sure the suggestion is one I understand. You want me to shoot cannons in the direction of Starfall, makin' a fuckton of noise for everythin' in the sky and water to hear?"
Say it again, girls. Slowly. And out loud.
"Yeah, no." Figuring that he doesn't need to expand any further - and making it clear that he's firmly on the side of Channelling and not dying, the captain departs to go back to the quarterdeck where he can make sure no one is stuffing rocks into his cannons.
Jack politely declines.
Say it again, girls. Slowly. And out loud.
"Yeah, no." Figuring that he doesn't need to expand any further - and making it clear that he's firmly on the side of Channelling and not dying, the captain departs to go back to the quarterdeck where he can make sure no one is stuffing rocks into his cannons.
Jack politely declines.
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
