JACK
Fashion emergencies and owing his crew favours aside, of course Jack hasn't stuck around for a glass of rum in the all-too-homely belly of Flora's ship; a ship he might have once found himself navigating with the same ease as his own, if circumstances had been different. But with the cold nipping at their skin (his more so now, from surrendering his coat) and the undeniable distance that has opened up between them since the House of Midnight, forgive him for needing to keep himself busy.
"Hm?" He glances up from the pack ice as her voice echoes over the railing, Jack slanting a grin up towards her before he ducks around to continue his checks. "Figured out I could do it a couple weeks back," he calls while she uses his makeshift staircase to come down and join him. "Figure it must've happened thanks to all that time down in the Crush."
It would make sense, and Jack isn't the type to look a gift element in the mouth, the captain running a hand along the hull and pausing beneath the stern so he can start to thaw and oil the mechanisms. Only once he's satisfied with them does he duck back out, gratefully reaching for the bottle to take a well-deserved nip of rum. "She's sound," he says, voice rough from the liquor as he hands the bottle back. "But then she's still pretty new on the air and water. I'd be surprised if she had much wear and tear."
"Hm?" He glances up from the pack ice as her voice echoes over the railing, Jack slanting a grin up towards her before he ducks around to continue his checks. "Figured out I could do it a couple weeks back," he calls while she uses his makeshift staircase to come down and join him. "Figure it must've happened thanks to all that time down in the Crush."
It would make sense, and Jack isn't the type to look a gift element in the mouth, the captain running a hand along the hull and pausing beneath the stern so he can start to thaw and oil the mechanisms. Only once he's satisfied with them does he duck back out, gratefully reaching for the bottle to take a well-deserved nip of rum. "She's sound," he says, voice rough from the liquor as he hands the bottle back. "But then she's still pretty new on the air and water. I'd be surprised if she had much wear and tear."
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!
