JACK
Jack, strangely enough, does know the name of one of the children he sired with Safrin, and he huffs out a quiet laugh and flicks the ash from his cigarette. "Figures as much - kid's got the luck of the gods," he says, though luck, as they've already been discussing, is quite the malleable concept when it comes to Vox and the strange competitions they accidentally stumble into.
He can't quite stifle the smirk this time as Colt's thoughts run away with her, the captain feeling like he might be having quite the conversation with Vesper in the future about all this. For now, though, he can feel her pulling away like a flower wilting from the sun on a too-hot day, and that's no fun for anyone. So Jack and his too-blue eyes, incline his head in a simple nod and gesture to the surrounding fields.
"Don't let me stop you. Good luck with your cow."
He can't quite stifle the smirk this time as Colt's thoughts run away with her, the captain feeling like he might be having quite the conversation with Vesper in the future about all this. For now, though, he can feel her pulling away like a flower wilting from the sun on a too-hot day, and that's no fun for anyone. So Jack and his too-blue eyes, incline his head in a simple nod and gesture to the surrounding fields.
"Don't let me stop you. Good luck with your cow."
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!
