there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters
Near dizzy with the force of Flora's emotions as they grow positively kaleidoscopic, flooding his mind with love and I miss yous and whatever else she can conjure, it's a wonder that Jack doesn't stumble over his own feet or drop her entirely by accident. Thankfully able to keep his wits enough to steady himself and gaze up at her in his arms, he offers her raised eyebrows and a devilish smirk in response to her remarks.
"I suppose we'll soon find out how good my other senses are," he supposes, wondering if after all this, Flora's perfume will still give her away if she tries to sneak up on him. Alas, stealth isn't why he's come out here, and as she drops back to the sand, the captain is able to think a little more clearly about the (remnants of) skull across the beach. "That makes two of us," he says, his fingers tracing the loops of gold that plunge between Flora's breasts.
"How was the Oerwoud?"
"I suppose we'll soon find out how good my other senses are," he supposes, wondering if after all this, Flora's perfume will still give her away if she tries to sneak up on him. Alas, stealth isn't why he's come out here, and as she drops back to the sand, the captain is able to think a little more clearly about the (remnants of) skull across the beach. "That makes two of us," he says, his fingers tracing the loops of gold that plunge between Flora's breasts.
"How was the Oerwoud?"
- Secret Telepath
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- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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