JACK
"No," Jack says frankly, because if it were him in Dahlia's shoes, he absolutely wouldn't let it go until one or both of them was exactly as dead as they were meant to be. "But d'you think your parents are either?" There's no glance of appreciation or wry smile for Flora as she pulls off her shirt, merely a gaze that can cut glass and a jaw feathering tension back into muscles she's just worked loose.
"Neither," he says, of what they're going to do, Jack turning to accept her fuss after pulling on his boots. "We're gonna see whether there's been any word from Starfall or the Family since you an' I popped back to life, and then we're gonna do some training." Sore muscles and continued healing be damned - they don't have fucking time to sit about and feel sorry for themselves, evidently.
"Then maybe I'll go and pay a visit to your family, find out what their plans are from here." And, naturally, how he might become a thorn in The Family's side as a part of those plans.
"Neither," he says, of what they're going to do, Jack turning to accept her fuss after pulling on his boots. "We're gonna see whether there's been any word from Starfall or the Family since you an' I popped back to life, and then we're gonna do some training." Sore muscles and continued healing be damned - they don't have fucking time to sit about and feel sorry for themselves, evidently.
"Then maybe I'll go and pay a visit to your family, find out what their plans are from here." And, naturally, how he might become a thorn in The Family's side as a part of those plans.
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!
