JACK
"You are quite skilled at multitaskin'," Jack admits with a catlike smile, carefully slipping his own scrap of parchment into his back pocket where he wont forget to take it with him back to the ship. It's as he turns - having still left up his block for Flora - that her arms come sneaking around him, taking him a touch by surprise. Lowering his guard again to feel the warble of affection and enjoyment that rolls out of her, the captain teases his fingers through her sleep tousled curls, leeching her emotions as payment.
"You would call it somethin' else?" he challenges with a raise of his eyebrows, mischief dancing in blue eyes made all the lighter by the morning sun. He'll concede Flora's second point, at least - it would be useful, Jack's fingers dancing down the back of her neck before his arm comes to rest around her shoulders. "I don't know if there's enough parchment there for me to tell you that," he drawls, and though his reply is just as playful, he makes a mental note to keep it in easy reach.
Letting her go and padding after her to the kitchen, Jack perches himself in his now usual seat on the window sill, opening her kitchen window to grab his cigarettes and smoke out of it. "If you ever mistake my letters for Bassian's, we're through," he quips to her. "The man can barely spell four letter words."
"You would call it somethin' else?" he challenges with a raise of his eyebrows, mischief dancing in blue eyes made all the lighter by the morning sun. He'll concede Flora's second point, at least - it would be useful, Jack's fingers dancing down the back of her neck before his arm comes to rest around her shoulders. "I don't know if there's enough parchment there for me to tell you that," he drawls, and though his reply is just as playful, he makes a mental note to keep it in easy reach.
Letting her go and padding after her to the kitchen, Jack perches himself in his now usual seat on the window sill, opening her kitchen window to grab his cigarettes and smoke out of it. "If you ever mistake my letters for Bassian's, we're through," he quips to her. "The man can barely spell four letter words."
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!
