JACK
There is no smug smile on Jack's lips, at least, the captain's poker face one that he's perfected over decades. Indeed, as he turns his back on the Bastion it's both literally and figuratively, giving himself over to a new conversation whilst Remi simmers and frets about the knowledge he shouldn't possess. Alas, if it weren't for his closet conduct, as Mateo's thoughts have put it, perhaps he wouldn't have to make himself such a thorn in a demigod's side.
More than content with the Doubletake snug against his side, Jack opts to sit on a small bench opposite Mateo at the table such that he can tug Flora along with him as he sits. "I try not to mix business with pleasure, especially if there's gonna be fightin' involved," he says. "Later, though, I'm sure we can work somethin' out." In the business side of things, anyway, and he turns to gesture towards The Ark's ruddy sails in the distance, the rust red colour making her stand out in the port. "That's where you can find me. Or us, I should say."
More than content with the Doubletake snug against his side, Jack opts to sit on a small bench opposite Mateo at the table such that he can tug Flora along with him as he sits. "I try not to mix business with pleasure, especially if there's gonna be fightin' involved," he says. "Later, though, I'm sure we can work somethin' out." In the business side of things, anyway, and he turns to gesture towards The Ark's ruddy sails in the distance, the rust red colour making her stand out in the port. "That's where you can find me. Or us, I should say."
you're the last of a dying breed; write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
Code stolen from Queen Sky
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
