JACK
With that ominous thought lingering in his mind - in all of their minds, Jack has no doubt - the captain scoffs and rumbles his own goodnight before retreating to his bedroll. He's got little time for blood-horned bulls and even less interest in claiming them, so sleep finds him easily enough, even if it's a markedly different set up than the rock and sway of a ship or the secure confinement of a bed.
Either way, when the soft fingers of dawn find him, he rouses without complaint, though he does head straight for the coffee with a grunt of good morning that might be a little grateful, though he'll never tell. Yawning his way through breakfast, his body protests quite mightily at being forced back into the saddle, though Biscuit doesn't seem to share his reservations for the day.
Indeed, as she decides enough is enough from a particularly lazy bull, Jack's curse is loud enough to ring across the group, and he spends a hairy few moments holding on for dear life before the mare is satisfied.
Either way, when the soft fingers of dawn find him, he rouses without complaint, though he does head straight for the coffee with a grunt of good morning that might be a little grateful, though he'll never tell. Yawning his way through breakfast, his body protests quite mightily at being forced back into the saddle, though Biscuit doesn't seem to share his reservations for the day.
Indeed, as she decides enough is enough from a particularly lazy bull, Jack's curse is loud enough to ring across the group, and he spends a hairy few moments holding on for dear life before the mare is satisfied.
no more than I was or than I want to be
when you fall on me like night, I wanna kill the lights
when you fall on me like night, I wanna kill the lights
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
