JACK
"For however many people look at me, you ought to keep count yourself," Jack mutters, smirking after her as she steps by him towards the deck. And it's true that the fog of her melancholy does close in on him, trailing in Flora's wake much like the bridal train she might never get to wear, and the captain bites at the inside of his cheek. With a gruff curse under his breath, he follows after her and emerges into the bright sunshine, to the great relief of the crew standing around.
Speaking of looking, of course the Doubletake gets her fair share of being eyeballed now, regardless of whose shirt she's currently wearing, and Jack crosses the deck after her and snags a pair of sandals that might be a touch loose on her feet, but will at least save her from the blisters. "Hey," he says, reaching out to catch her wrist before she can slip on the shoes and disappear. "After this shit with the shrine, we'll talk. A'right? Just let me tie this last knot."
Speaking of looking, of course the Doubletake gets her fair share of being eyeballed now, regardless of whose shirt she's currently wearing, and Jack crosses the deck after her and snags a pair of sandals that might be a touch loose on her feet, but will at least save her from the blisters. "Hey," he says, reaching out to catch her wrist before she can slip on the shoes and disappear. "After this shit with the shrine, we'll talk. A'right? Just let me tie this last knot."
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!
