JACK
"Don't shoot the messenger, love," Jack says with just the hint of a smile in his voice, the captain flicking the ash from his cigarette with another slow exhale, the nicotine and familiarity of the gesture managing to smooth out some of his (metaphorically, he's not Remi) ruffled feathers. "You sure about that? I was under the impression they could do no wrong, for all of Remi's self-deprecation."
Scoffing and turning his back reluctantly on the beach if only so they can walk up towards the Doubletake's house, her humour prickles down the strings of his magic, and he raises his eyebrows at her without even a kernel of amusement in his expression. "I didn't quite catch that," he says ever-so-dryly. "Do it again?"
Whether Flora does decide to wshhhshhshshshhh him to sleep, her next remark has the captain wrinkling his nose even if upset is a very accurate evaluation of his current state. "My ego just took a kickin' is all. Not the first time." Not in the grand scheme of things, no, but it has been a hot minute since it last happened.
Stepping into Flora's home and into the strange shield of silence within it (other than her thoughts, of course), Jack takes off his sunglasses to set them down on the counter and ruffles a hand back through his dark hair. "Thanks," he mutters belatedly, already drifting towards the stairs. (She'd said he could see the ocean from her window, after all, and he's not planning on waiting around for it).
Scoffing and turning his back reluctantly on the beach if only so they can walk up towards the Doubletake's house, her humour prickles down the strings of his magic, and he raises his eyebrows at her without even a kernel of amusement in his expression. "I didn't quite catch that," he says ever-so-dryly. "Do it again?"
Whether Flora does decide to wshhhshhshshshhh him to sleep, her next remark has the captain wrinkling his nose even if upset is a very accurate evaluation of his current state. "My ego just took a kickin' is all. Not the first time." Not in the grand scheme of things, no, but it has been a hot minute since it last happened.
Stepping into Flora's home and into the strange shield of silence within it (other than her thoughts, of course), Jack takes off his sunglasses to set them down on the counter and ruffles a hand back through his dark hair. "Thanks," he mutters belatedly, already drifting towards the stairs. (She'd said he could see the ocean from her window, after all, and he's not planning on waiting around for it).
when I look at something, I see it for what it could be
when I look at something, I see how it ends
when I look at something, I see how it ends
Code stolen from Queen Sky
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
