JACK
"So sorry to disappoint," Jack drawls, smirking. "If anything more interestin' than this does come up and you ain't already privy to it, I'll make a point to get your attention." How he chooses to do that is yet to be arranged, and the captain finally lifts the cider to his lips to take a small, perfunctory sip, before setting it down on the table behind him.
Resisting the urge to scoff out a laugh and say something he knows will ruffle Flora's feathers, at her remarks about Asta he merely raises his eyebrows beneath his mask and watches the two Ancients at the edge of proceedings for a moment. "Long as it ain't any of my crew, he can paint all night for all I care," he says.
He can already sense the scarlet dusting across Flora's thoughts, Jack finding the glass of whiskey he'd been nursing previously and smoothly emptying it, using the bite and burn of it to recentre himself. (Which works, but will make doing so next time ironically more difficult). "Liar," he says, grinning unashamedly and letting calloused fingers brush across the plumes arranged around her neck. "You'd wear the shit outta this in daylight, we both know it."
As she continues about bucket lists and nights like this, though, Jack cocks his head to the side. "Yeah? Go on - who you got in mind for it tonight?"
Resisting the urge to scoff out a laugh and say something he knows will ruffle Flora's feathers, at her remarks about Asta he merely raises his eyebrows beneath his mask and watches the two Ancients at the edge of proceedings for a moment. "Long as it ain't any of my crew, he can paint all night for all I care," he says.
He can already sense the scarlet dusting across Flora's thoughts, Jack finding the glass of whiskey he'd been nursing previously and smoothly emptying it, using the bite and burn of it to recentre himself. (Which works, but will make doing so next time ironically more difficult). "Liar," he says, grinning unashamedly and letting calloused fingers brush across the plumes arranged around her neck. "You'd wear the shit outta this in daylight, we both know it."
As she continues about bucket lists and nights like this, though, Jack cocks his head to the side. "Yeah? Go on - who you got in mind for it tonight?"
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!
