JACK
"Your return home, no?" Jack fires back as quick as you like. "You didn't have to be successful to get home again. Though somethin' tells me you were." Automatically his hands have grown more gentle, barely skimming against her body until those flares and fireworks of pain grow more distant. And then they're gone entirely so they might head towards his ship, the captain raising his eyebrows over his shoulder at her as if tucking that information away for later. He's sure his crew will be delighted.
With his hands tucked in his coat pockets and an eye kept on Flora as if to make sure she doesn't topple over and plunge into the cool waters below, Jack soaks in every bit of information she wants to give him about the Greatwood, the void and her associated shenanigans. "You were busy," he drawls, impressed, glancing sidelong at her as he smoothly unlocks the door to his cabin and lets them inside.
Shrugging out of his coat as he goes and hanging it on the back of the door, the captain heads to one of his shelves and gets down what Flora will know as the good whiskey, as well as a decanter of cool, clear water for her. Pouring a shot of one and a glass of the other and offering her both, Jack raises his own whiskey in a cheers. "However will I keep my suspense in check?" he says dryly, grinning and knocking back the liquor.
With his hands tucked in his coat pockets and an eye kept on Flora as if to make sure she doesn't topple over and plunge into the cool waters below, Jack soaks in every bit of information she wants to give him about the Greatwood, the void and her associated shenanigans. "You were busy," he drawls, impressed, glancing sidelong at her as he smoothly unlocks the door to his cabin and lets them inside.
Shrugging out of his coat as he goes and hanging it on the back of the door, the captain heads to one of his shelves and gets down what Flora will know as the good whiskey, as well as a decanter of cool, clear water for her. Pouring a shot of one and a glass of the other and offering her both, Jack raises his own whiskey in a cheers. "However will I keep my suspense in check?" he says dryly, grinning and knocking back the liquor.
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!
