there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes (of course Flora would find the good in any scenario where he'd be able to catch her out) instead Jack allows himself to stay distracted for a few moments more on the twinkling gold chains and the way they drape across her barely clothed body. His blue eyes do flick back up to her face as she focuses properly on the Oerwoud and all that had happened there, even if his fingers continue their explorations; all that Flora experienced plays back in the captain's mind, his brow furrowing as he sifts through memory and emotion.
"Y'know, I'd have expected more from a demigod," he mutters; Noah had been present for the fight on the beach, too, and it had still taken calling in the big guns extra help to put the panther down. Still, it's easy to pick at others' faults, but the truth of the matter is that Jack is out here to better himself as well. (And it's in large part because of how things had gone down along the coast).
"Well, in the interest of not gettin' thrown around, how's your dodging?" He smirks, nodding over his shoulder at the ground blemished with ash and glass from his lightning strike.
"Y'know, I'd have expected more from a demigod," he mutters; Noah had been present for the fight on the beach, too, and it had still taken calling in the big guns extra help to put the panther down. Still, it's easy to pick at others' faults, but the truth of the matter is that Jack is out here to better himself as well. (And it's in large part because of how things had gone down along the coast).
"Well, in the interest of not gettin' thrown around, how's your dodging?" He smirks, nodding over his shoulder at the ground blemished with ash and glass from his lightning strike.
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
