JACK
Raising his eyebrows at that as if his first comment hasn't made it quite obvious, Jack nonetheless feels as though perhaps repeating himself will drive the point home. "Because Mel's thoughts are psychotic," he tells her dryly. "She's reliable on the ship, don't get me wrong, but I still ain't sure if I'm gonna turn around to find her firin' that pumpkin out of a cannon." In short - great for a laugh, less so for potentially life destroying secrets.
Still considering the Honeybee, her fiery temper and penchant for strange amounts of chaos, perhaps that's why Jack is a little more comfortable this time as Flora finds herself pressed against his side, the captain's arms automatically moving around her even as his mind's eye sees Mel swinging from his main mast like it's her fucking job. (It isn't). Blinking away the image and gazing down into the Doubletake's hair, the captain scowls, feeling her thoughts crash over him like a particularly vicious wave.
"Not for a while," he mutters in response to her question. "Typically people need to get close to you to hurt you." And those who get close to Jack tend to go missing or die, whether because of him directly or just part of the hazard of knowing him. Raza, Zeph, even Eloise all those years ago. Jack shakes his head away from that thought, his fingers flinching a fraction more tightly around Flora whether he realises it or not. "Hurt for as long as you want," he says. "Apparently it's good for you." Or so say wise old women or healers or other bullshit merchants.
Still considering the Honeybee, her fiery temper and penchant for strange amounts of chaos, perhaps that's why Jack is a little more comfortable this time as Flora finds herself pressed against his side, the captain's arms automatically moving around her even as his mind's eye sees Mel swinging from his main mast like it's her fucking job. (It isn't). Blinking away the image and gazing down into the Doubletake's hair, the captain scowls, feeling her thoughts crash over him like a particularly vicious wave.
"Not for a while," he mutters in response to her question. "Typically people need to get close to you to hurt you." And those who get close to Jack tend to go missing or die, whether because of him directly or just part of the hazard of knowing him. Raza, Zeph, even Eloise all those years ago. Jack shakes his head away from that thought, his fingers flinching a fraction more tightly around Flora whether he realises it or not. "Hurt for as long as you want," he says. "Apparently it's good for you." Or so say wise old women or healers or other bullshit merchants.
romancing yourself is possible, narcissistic
and recommended
and recommended
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