JACK
"The very ones," Jack says with the smallest of nods, feeling Safrin's fingers at his throat like a point of fire, similar to the burn after a shot of liquor. It's enough, when paired with the swell of starlight in her mind brushing against his magic, to have his breath catching, and the raise of his eyebrow is a question that needs no answer as she expands, quite dilligently, on how to get there faster.
Having already tasted the goddess once, albeit in his dreams, one might have assumed the captain would seize a second opportunity like an addict with a drug - and one would be absolutely right, were it not for the events of the past day or so. Because for all her decadent, fiery touches, Jack is suddenly keenly aware of the memory of cold fingers clutching at his coat, of sobs shuddering through his body even though they don't belong to him, of desperate love and razor-fine sorrow. Of a woman who might shatter like glass under the weight of his decisions.
And gods, he just can't do it any more.
"I'm no stranger to hard work," he says, his voice careful and soft, as if any wrong move might have him tumbling into temptation. "And I'm learnin' that a lot of things can be important at the same time. Who knew?"
Jack chooses Option 3.
Having already tasted the goddess once, albeit in his dreams, one might have assumed the captain would seize a second opportunity like an addict with a drug - and one would be absolutely right, were it not for the events of the past day or so. Because for all her decadent, fiery touches, Jack is suddenly keenly aware of the memory of cold fingers clutching at his coat, of sobs shuddering through his body even though they don't belong to him, of desperate love and razor-fine sorrow. Of a woman who might shatter like glass under the weight of his decisions.
And gods, he just can't do it any more.
"I'm no stranger to hard work," he says, his voice careful and soft, as if any wrong move might have him tumbling into temptation. "And I'm learnin' that a lot of things can be important at the same time. Who knew?"
Jack chooses Option 3.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
