there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters
Nova arrives first, a blast of glittering chromatic thought drenched in sugar and cheer, such that with Vesper on her heels, even his presence alone is a necessary neutral chaser (though the captain does keep his mental shields down an inch or so these days when it comes to the young demigod). "Somethin' like that," he drawls, tipping Nova a wink and pouring a little of his whiskey into a glass he's procured, ice already frosting the edges of it in his hand.
"Oh, she did?" That's to Vesper, the captain's eyes flicking briefly to Colt before returning to him. "Wrapped around her little finger, ain't you?" And there's much, much more to be said there, as his limited thoughts suggest, but then oops, here's Sunjata.
Scoffing out a laugh and lifting it in a mock cheers to the Flood, Jack shoots back his whiskey. "Gave that up a while ago," he informs the other man, a smirk curling across his lips. "Enjoy bein' ridden though, both of you."
"Oh, she did?" That's to Vesper, the captain's eyes flicking briefly to Colt before returning to him. "Wrapped around her little finger, ain't you?" And there's much, much more to be said there, as his limited thoughts suggest, but then oops, here's Sunjata.
Scoffing out a laugh and lifting it in a mock cheers to the Flood, Jack shoots back his whiskey. "Gave that up a while ago," he informs the other man, a smirk curling across his lips. "Enjoy bein' ridden though, both of you."
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
