JACK
"You know I have a pair of scissors in my desk drawer, right?" Jack tells Flora, instinctively cringing away from the knife that dances so close to his eye and furrowing his brow. It's true that said scissors have never been used on his hair a day in his life, but at this point, gods, he'd likely prefer them to whatever Flora might get up to with his knife in her hands. Sitting a fraction straighter, he glances between the Doubletake and the hair he can see out of the corner of his eye as she fusses over him; this is clearly something very new for the captain.
"Who the fuck has time to go to a barber?" He raises his eyebrows; with the hours Jack keeps and the things he gets up to when he is awake at the same time as the rest of the world, he'd likely have to book appointments seasons in advance. "Just... make it quick, yeah?" She won't, and he knows it, but he has a feeling that there won't be any cucumbers over his eyes for this either.
"Who the fuck has time to go to a barber?" He raises his eyebrows; with the hours Jack keeps and the things he gets up to when he is awake at the same time as the rest of the world, he'd likely have to book appointments seasons in advance. "Just... make it quick, yeah?" She won't, and he knows it, but he has a feeling that there won't be any cucumbers over his eyes for this either.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
