[Training] feelin' fantastic, i'm fuckin' fantastic

JACK

"Aren't we all?" Jack purrs; an acquired taste, he means, the captain snatching up her fingers as they dance across his chest, pressing his lips to them before letting them drop once more so they might disembark. Pausing to allow Flora to go first (he hates to see her go but he loves to watch her leave, and so on), Jack follows with her crooked smile cemented in his mind and her swaying hips front and centre.

"Hm? Well, you can't make people react to the knowledge, but at least you can give it to 'em," he mutters, rolling his shoulder in a shrug and stepping off the platform onto the boardwalk and slipping an arm around Flora's waist. "An' I can almost guarantee he'll argue. The Family's only taken umbridge with you right now remember, love. Make it a Torchline problem an' I doubt you'll win many friends."

Meandering away from the harbour and into the sand cobblestones of Haulani proper, the captain's tired eyes nonetheless grow sharp with a familiar (to Flora, at least) focus as he combs the crowds for thoughts about The Family, about Pierce, about the void and Starfall.

you're the last of a dying breed; write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me

Code stolen from Queen Sky