JACK
hellraiser
risk taker
risk taker
"Might well be activity up there. My ship ain't able to fly too close to The Climb, but when I've been there on foot I've not seen much. Haven't had the pleasure to go to Hak Etme yet." Jack's a businessman, not an explorer after all, and while he's sure the desert has its gems and advantages, it hasn't made itself appealing enough yet to draw the captain's attention.
It's true that the Oerwoud and the Feverlands are not Jack's problem - arguably he'd say they aren't Flora and Hadama's problem either, but with the combined weight of leadership and demigodhood on the Tidebreaker's shoulders in particular, he supposes they all have their crosses to bear. Inclining his head at Hadama's response, his own expression remains impassive, despite the flare of the mermanta's grief crashing against his own quiet self-satisfaction. It hadn't quite been cold blood with Harper, given that the man had asked for death, but Jack had enjoyed it nonetheless.
Slipping his hands into his pockets and shrugging his shoulders, at the mention of Safrin and her blessings, Jack glances away through the buildings towards the harbour where his ship - and his three children, undoubtedly - are situated. "As well as I could have hoped," he says, feeling no need to hide that much from Hadama. "The Ark is able to fly at will these days. Between the sea and sky, it seems as though I can get about a lot easier."
It's true that the Oerwoud and the Feverlands are not Jack's problem - arguably he'd say they aren't Flora and Hadama's problem either, but with the combined weight of leadership and demigodhood on the Tidebreaker's shoulders in particular, he supposes they all have their crosses to bear. Inclining his head at Hadama's response, his own expression remains impassive, despite the flare of the mermanta's grief crashing against his own quiet self-satisfaction. It hadn't quite been cold blood with Harper, given that the man had asked for death, but Jack had enjoyed it nonetheless.
Slipping his hands into his pockets and shrugging his shoulders, at the mention of Safrin and her blessings, Jack glances away through the buildings towards the harbour where his ship - and his three children, undoubtedly - are situated. "As well as I could have hoped," he says, feeling no need to hide that much from Hadama. "The Ark is able to fly at will these days. Between the sea and sky, it seems as though I can get about a lot easier."
full speed ahead
'til i'm dead
'til i'm dead
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
