JACK
"Prob'ly best you hurry, then." If Soh is looking for any words of reassurance or comfort, she wouldn't have found them in a man like Jack even on his best day, and especially not after receiving a letter like the one now sitting in his pocket. No, his eyes are already back on The Ark moored in the near distance, her sails almost seeming invisible against the bloody light of the setting sun - such is their purpose - and he leaves the cigarette in his mouth as he straightens up and steps past the Luminary.
"Thanks, I guess. I ain't killed the messenger in years, so you ain't gotta worry 'bout that at least. Good luck with the Tidebreaker - I've a feelin' you'll need it." As for the captain, once he figures out his next steps, maybe he'll manage to crack himself out of his inertia. And after that?
The world will just have to wait and see.
~FIN
"Thanks, I guess. I ain't killed the messenger in years, so you ain't gotta worry 'bout that at least. Good luck with the Tidebreaker - I've a feelin' you'll need it." As for the captain, once he figures out his next steps, maybe he'll manage to crack himself out of his inertia. And after that?
The world will just have to wait and see.
~FIN
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!
