JACK
Satisfied that his lightning magic has been a successful slap on the rump to any sirens lurking about, Jack leans against the rail to watch the strange lights scatter across the water below. He might have remained there for a beat or two longer if a call from Murphy hadn't grabbed his attention, the captain heading to his side to observe the spinning compasses for himself. Add in the tendrils of fog and irritable hels and all of this is starting to feel like the start of a cautionary tale about the sea.
"All attention on droppin' shells and speedin' through here," he calls out. "Ain't time to dawdle." He'll even join on shell duty himself, since his current skill at the wheel is probably going to tilt more towards tipsily reckless than anything else. And so while Murph cuts their route towards the Aumakua, Jack joins the crew with their shells to drop them at quick, regular intervals into the water below.
Jack has half of the crew dedicated to the shell drop and the rest focused on sailing quickly through the fog and the hell out of dodge.
"All attention on droppin' shells and speedin' through here," he calls out. "Ain't time to dawdle." He'll even join on shell duty himself, since his current skill at the wheel is probably going to tilt more towards tipsily reckless than anything else. And so while Murph cuts their route towards the Aumakua, Jack joins the crew with their shells to drop them at quick, regular intervals into the water below.
Jack has half of the crew dedicated to the shell drop and the rest focused on sailing quickly through the fog and the hell out of dodge.
sometimes we put our hearts in the wrong places
(what the fuck is it doing between your teeth?)
(what the fuck is it doing between your teeth?)
Code stolen from Queen Sky
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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