JACK
"I'll ensure I'm warded from her presence appropriately," Jack drawls, still remembering the tarot readings and other fortune telling nonsense that had filled Torchline's marketplaces during Leafchange. He doesn't pry any further, knowing from Flora's thoughts where he's likely to come across the witch, even if the guests of honour for said occasion are still a bit of a touchy subject.
Smirking as she seems to melt against his presence like ice cream near a flame, he raises an eyebrow over his shoulder and reaches for the dry ingredients. "Yes, Flora?" he echoes right back at her, and though Jack has never once looked like the picture of innocence, he can make an attempt to seem oblivious to what he's doing.
"Where and how I want you doesn't have much to do with this," he continues with a sly smile, nonetheless combining the ingredients. "But how about you make the stuff that goes inside these?" The cinnamon sugar, he means, requiring butter, brown sugar and, of course, cinnamon.
Smirking as she seems to melt against his presence like ice cream near a flame, he raises an eyebrow over his shoulder and reaches for the dry ingredients. "Yes, Flora?" he echoes right back at her, and though Jack has never once looked like the picture of innocence, he can make an attempt to seem oblivious to what he's doing.
"Where and how I want you doesn't have much to do with this," he continues with a sly smile, nonetheless combining the ingredients. "But how about you make the stuff that goes inside these?" The cinnamon sugar, he means, requiring butter, brown sugar and, of course, cinnamon.
fight so dirty but you love so sweet
talk so pretty but your heart got teeth
talk so pretty but your heart got teeth
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
