there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters
At least they can agree on that much; damn fuckin' cat, indeed. The recognition is enough to have the captain's footsteps slowing a little and he pauses to glance across towards the other man. "Still alive, more or less," he says, shifting the burlap sack over one shoulder. "I'll be glad if I don't see another one this lifetime, though." Ha, get it? Because he's immortal? Yeah, you get it. "You?" He hadn't seen him get all that hurt apart from at the end when the thing, y'know, exploded, but whatever.
Glancing slowly from the Aumakua overhead and then back to Sah, the Wild Thunder isn't alone in his curiosity, though just because he wants to know something doesn't necessarily mean the captain is going to be forthcoming. "Jack." He introduces himself nevertheless, nodding towards him. "You ain't a Torcher, are you?"
Glancing slowly from the Aumakua overhead and then back to Sah, the Wild Thunder isn't alone in his curiosity, though just because he wants to know something doesn't necessarily mean the captain is going to be forthcoming. "Jack." He introduces himself nevertheless, nodding towards him. "You ain't a Torcher, are you?"
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
