JACK
Were the memory of Safrin's fingertips poised so dangerously acoss his synapses and within his mind not so fresh, perhaps Jack might have been in the mood to play a little more with Charlie. He can absolutely applaud her efforts, the golden sunshine of her optimism, the steel rod of her resolve, and in the right time and place, it would have been enough and then some to tempt him into seeing what made Dygra so great.
Alas.
"I've no doubt you have," he purrs, halted by her hand on his chest. "But let's not ruin an otherwise pleasant conversation with any more of this. I'll be on my way, you'll be a little less muddy, and none of this has to end in tears." There's no visible ice anywhere on Charlie or on Jack, but the chilly whisper of it all but thrums out of the captain, and he raises his eyebrows as if to ask if she's going to continue to block his way.
Alas.
"I've no doubt you have," he purrs, halted by her hand on his chest. "But let's not ruin an otherwise pleasant conversation with any more of this. I'll be on my way, you'll be a little less muddy, and none of this has to end in tears." There's no visible ice anywhere on Charlie or on Jack, but the chilly whisper of it all but thrums out of the captain, and he raises his eyebrows as if to ask if she's going to continue to block his way.
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
