it's not your fault that you're always wrong
And this is where perhaps Jack will surprise the Doubletake, because rather than stony silence, he gestures around to The Ark and her star-filled sails. "At the moment she can only fly at night. I'd like to make it a little less dependent on the time of day," he says. Safrin had, after all, been the one to get the ship airborne in the first place - hence why her tits are bared proudly at the prow of the ship.
"Maybe," he rumbles, of Flora's immunity to turning purple, not that Jack has any intention of trying it out to see for himself if there's any merit to it. The captain has control issues, what can he say? Speaking of which, as the sound of a rope snapping reaches his ears, Jack is immediately in action, snapping his fingers for someone to take the wheel as he vaults off the quarterdeck to see what's going on.
Naturally, he reaches the rail just in time for his crew and platform and cargo to go plummetting off into the foliage, and the captain's steam of curses are enough to have other members of the Ark backing away. "Bring her down," he grates to the man at the helm. "Low as you can."
To the Mistbanks they go, then.
~FIN
"Maybe," he rumbles, of Flora's immunity to turning purple, not that Jack has any intention of trying it out to see for himself if there's any merit to it. The captain has control issues, what can he say? Speaking of which, as the sound of a rope snapping reaches his ears, Jack is immediately in action, snapping his fingers for someone to take the wheel as he vaults off the quarterdeck to see what's going on.
Naturally, he reaches the rail just in time for his crew and platform and cargo to go plummetting off into the foliage, and the captain's steam of curses are enough to have other members of the Ark backing away. "Bring her down," he grates to the man at the helm. "Low as you can."
To the Mistbanks they go, then.
~FIN
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
