Safrin
Where most have to wait for Safrin to appear before being aware of her presence, Jack will be treated to something else entirely.
Her presence will fall over him like the night; not slowly as experienced from the ground, but swiftly and without hesitation the way it might be seen from space. The enormity of her mind will have him losing any sort of perspective, and seconds before she appears Jack will feel as though he's been divorced from everything and everywhere he knows, left to drift in the eternal expanses of space with the closest cold star several lifetimes away.
And then she is there.
Warm and bright, Safrin is a tether to reality, and as she slips through the veil between worlds her presence will roar in Jack's mind like the sun. "Flora darling." The goddess greets her queen, offering the Doubletake a small smile before turning to Jack. "Captain." Reaching for the shell her fingers wrapping around the alabaster as if it were bone, Jack's skull in fact she lifts it carefully to her lips and takes a sip she is quickfire and mercury to taste and to hold, the wine appearing like black ink across her pale skin as it drips down her neck.
"Is that what you were after, Jack?"
Her presence will fall over him like the night; not slowly as experienced from the ground, but swiftly and without hesitation the way it might be seen from space. The enormity of her mind will have him losing any sort of perspective, and seconds before she appears Jack will feel as though he's been divorced from everything and everywhere he knows, left to drift in the eternal expanses of space with the closest cold star several lifetimes away.
And then she is there.
Warm and bright, Safrin is a tether to reality, and as she slips through the veil between worlds her presence will roar in Jack's mind like the sun. "Flora darling." The goddess greets her queen, offering the Doubletake a small smile before turning to Jack. "Captain." Reaching for the shell her fingers wrapping around the alabaster as if it were bone, Jack's skull in fact she lifts it carefully to her lips and takes a sip she is quickfire and mercury to taste and to hold, the wine appearing like black ink across her pale skin as it drips down her neck.
"Is that what you were after, Jack?"
