there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters
There are so many jokes Jack might make about bulls and riders that they almost seem redundant; and honestly, the only reason he's even drawn towards the rodeo in question is because the crew of The Ark have been talking - and thinking - about it non-stop for what feels like an entire season. More than half of them have already filtered inside, in fact, and if Colt likes the idea of a bunch of rowdy sailors getting drunk and cheering for shit they don't really understand, well, it's going to be a good time had by all.
For the captain's part, he appears in a loose linen shirt, half buttoned, a black cowboy hat procured from somewhere (best not to ask), and with a half empty bottle of whiskey tucked in the crook of his arm. "Howdy," he greets the rodeo queen on his way past, the word sounding as unnatural on his lips. Tossing her a lazy salute, he also heads towards the bleachers. "I'll be watchin' from a safe distance if it's all the same."
Jack is here to drink and to watch and to be entertained, and you're welcome.
For the captain's part, he appears in a loose linen shirt, half buttoned, a black cowboy hat procured from somewhere (best not to ask), and with a half empty bottle of whiskey tucked in the crook of his arm. "Howdy," he greets the rodeo queen on his way past, the word sounding as unnatural on his lips. Tossing her a lazy salute, he also heads towards the bleachers. "I'll be watchin' from a safe distance if it's all the same."
Jack is here to drink and to watch and to be entertained, and you're welcome.
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
