there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters
Like a man who has willingly placed his head into a noose, Jack steps forward and into Safrin's waiting touch. He's unsure, at first, what to make of the mud mixture, and all the paranoid parts of his mind have him expecting pain. What he gets instead, of course, is strangely and blissfully tactile, the captain's eyebrows raising momentarily to feel the goddess's hands upon his body.
All over his body, and whilst the pang of Safrin's regret is so distant such that Jack isn't sure if it's really there at all, he does glance to her face for a moment as if wondering whether there will be another chance in the future to reconsider such an offer. As she rises, her fingers tracing through his skin and bones as she does so, the tattoo of the serpent rises and settles against his chest and ribs. Difficult to understand its true meaning; even more difficult to remove.
"It's already a thousand steps from where I was only a few minutes ago," he murmurs, inclining his head to the goddess. "Thank you."
All over his body, and whilst the pang of Safrin's regret is so distant such that Jack isn't sure if it's really there at all, he does glance to her face for a moment as if wondering whether there will be another chance in the future to reconsider such an offer. As she rises, her fingers tracing through his skin and bones as she does so, the tattoo of the serpent rises and settles against his chest and ribs. Difficult to understand its true meaning; even more difficult to remove.
"It's already a thousand steps from where I was only a few minutes ago," he murmurs, inclining his head to the goddess. "Thank you."
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
