JACK
"Not that I think it will do me any favours by sayin' it, but you've done a lot more for me an' I've done a lot worse than throw a snowball at you," Jack points out, adjusting the collar of his coat and falling to a halt as they reach the edges of the hotsprings and are able to air their first impressions of them.
"At night? When it's even colder? Yeah, I can see that bein' a great experience," he continues, wrinkling his nose and stuffing his hands into his pockets. He fully expects Flora to have agreed enough, at least, to decide against taking a dip in said hotsprings, but as she starts to shed layers it's with a grumble that he starts to do the same. (Better he get in of his own free will than have her splash him or drag him later).
"Oh?" he says, of the friend staying at Flora's place, Jack shrugging out of his coat and pulling his sweater over his head, loosely folding both and placing them on a dry rock nearby. "Sounds like a long-winded way of tellin' me you'd like me to stay the fuck away from your place while this friend visits."
"At night? When it's even colder? Yeah, I can see that bein' a great experience," he continues, wrinkling his nose and stuffing his hands into his pockets. He fully expects Flora to have agreed enough, at least, to decide against taking a dip in said hotsprings, but as she starts to shed layers it's with a grumble that he starts to do the same. (Better he get in of his own free will than have her splash him or drag him later).
"Oh?" he says, of the friend staying at Flora's place, Jack shrugging out of his coat and pulling his sweater over his head, loosely folding both and placing them on a dry rock nearby. "Sounds like a long-winded way of tellin' me you'd like me to stay the fuck away from your place while this friend visits."
you are a quiet god
and your hunger is cavernous
and your hunger is cavernous
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
