JACK
"I'll hold you to that," Jack drawls, shooting her a playful glare for her trouble - trust Flora to find him at his weakest to be heart-flutteringly attractive. Anyway. Weighing the blade in his hand and stepping up to join her, whilst all of the captain's injuries are in a place that will hurt regardless of the range of motion, at least his arm and shoulder is blissfully unaffected. And so while he has to grit his teeth to let the blade fly, he does manage to hit it where he aims, sending it thunking into the wood.
Before he can make a quip about it, his breath is stolen by the twist of pain that racks through him from Flora, the captain clenching his fist instinctively and suppressing a soft curse. "You might have to try with your other hand," he says in a tight voice, stepping across to her so he might be able to inspect her arm and shoulder for any damage beyond the stiffness of healing muscles.
Before he can make a quip about it, his breath is stolen by the twist of pain that racks through him from Flora, the captain clenching his fist instinctively and suppressing a soft curse. "You might have to try with your other hand," he says in a tight voice, stepping across to her so he might be able to inspect her arm and shoulder for any damage beyond the stiffness of healing muscles.
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!
