when i'm up here higher than god

JACK

With blue eyes growing as dark as the depths of the Maw, Jack smiles down at Flora. "Eventually," he says softly. "I know it seems a little disingenuous to say, havin' just gone through it, but there's still a lot you can do to a man that's worse than death." But yes, Flora. Once Jack is satisfied that Pierce has gotten the message he wants to send, then they're going to kill him.

"Would it, now?" he says of the sex swing, and black and bloodied thoughts promptly crash into the garnet of desire. "Hate to break it to you, love, but you'll have to beat me to it right now." If anyone is going to be suspended weightlessly in some harness, it's Jack.

Grumbling at the logic of her thoughts, the captain is about to point out that even one more night sleeping on this particular excuse for a bed is likely to finish him off, when Flora seems to come around to his way of thinking. (And really, she ought to feel very pleased that he considers her capable of keeping him put at all). "It's settled, then. I'll-- wait, what?"

Brows furrowing, Jack's clothes and other belongings are somewhere across the room; he hasn't had the chance or the inclination to go digging in his pockets. "Then how...?"

we've gone way too fast for way too long
and we were never supposed to make it half this far

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!