JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
Flora's voice is an anchor, steadied further by the soft rhythm of her thoughts, and Jack lets out a heavy, shuddering sigh and lets his hand drop from his face to rest over her own on his chest. "Thanks," he mumbles, shifting a little as if to get more comfortable while she curls up against his side, her warmth suddenly necessary after the bleak cold of his subconscious.
Her suggestions are enough to drag a tired scoff of laughter from his lips, Jack shrugging his shoulder and taking the opportunity to avoid talking about it and running with it. "Yeah, somethin' like that," he says of Bassian and his deck swabbing fanaticism, the captain's voice rough with sleep.
Peering across at the pre-light of dawn filtering in through Flora's window, he raises an eyebrow down at her in a silent question that he can't resist voicing out loud. "You didn't sleep at all?"
Her suggestions are enough to drag a tired scoff of laughter from his lips, Jack shrugging his shoulder and taking the opportunity to avoid talking about it and running with it. "Yeah, somethin' like that," he says of Bassian and his deck swabbing fanaticism, the captain's voice rough with sleep.
Peering across at the pre-light of dawn filtering in through Flora's window, he raises an eyebrow down at her in a silent question that he can't resist voicing out loud. "You didn't sleep at all?"
are the angels on their way
i’m in the dirt
i’m in the dirt
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
