JACK
It's a storm that has chased them from the Arclight into the chillier waters of the Eurybia, and no amount of magic in Jack's arsenal can stand a chance against an honest-to-gods maelstrom. The Ark isn't adrift at the moment, not necessarily, but she has taken to the skies to readjust and to ensure that all is in working order. As such, there's no destination for her in mind other than not getting closer to Halo, where her sails are likely to frost over and the cold is likely to become far too much.
The crew is hard at work, checking rigging and cargo and the integrity of the sails, ensuring that nothing has broken or spoiled or been tipped overboard by the vicious gales and enormous waves that had nipped at their heels on the way here. And Jack is up at the helm, Murphy nearby to steady the Ark at the wheel while the captain weighs down a map with a glass of whiskey working to figure out their position relative to where they're meant to be.
"Shouldn't be much work to turn us 'round," he mutters around the pencil in his teeth, charting their position and squinting, briefly, up at the sky, before nodding and rolling the map back up. "Here - you go check in with the crew. Let me know when we've accounted for everythin' an' I'll get us the fuck outta here."
The crew is hard at work, checking rigging and cargo and the integrity of the sails, ensuring that nothing has broken or spoiled or been tipped overboard by the vicious gales and enormous waves that had nipped at their heels on the way here. And Jack is up at the helm, Murphy nearby to steady the Ark at the wheel while the captain weighs down a map with a glass of whiskey working to figure out their position relative to where they're meant to be.
"Shouldn't be much work to turn us 'round," he mutters around the pencil in his teeth, charting their position and squinting, briefly, up at the sky, before nodding and rolling the map back up. "Here - you go check in with the crew. Let me know when we've accounted for everythin' an' I'll get us the fuck outta here."
you are a quiet god
and your hunger is cavernous
and your hunger is cavernous
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
