JACK
"Mm, there would, wouldn't there. Haven't quite gotten room service up and runnin' yet, sorry love." Scoffing and closing his eyes automatically as Flora's fingers stray into his hair, while the captain can be cat-like in his acceptance of her affections (sometimes he leans into it, sometimes he bites), today, at least, he's very much approving of the attention.
"Oh, no no. That sounds like a lot of work. Bassian can be queen, you can be captain, and I'll just stay here," he decides. The hulking quartermaster would look good in a tiara, he thinks, and it gives him scope to try and quietly listen in on his ship and its crew without having to answer questions or give orders or pretend he's on the ball when he isn't.
"Oh, no no. That sounds like a lot of work. Bassian can be queen, you can be captain, and I'll just stay here," he decides. The hulking quartermaster would look good in a tiara, he thinks, and it gives him scope to try and quietly listen in on his ship and its crew without having to answer questions or give orders or pretend he's on the ball when he isn't.
you're the last of a dying breed; write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
Code stolen from Queen Sky
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
