JACK
"Maybe," Jack reasons, the smirk curling at his lips suggesting that he knows all too well that he'd have likely found himself tossed in a jail cell on more than one occasion if a lack of manners was an arrestable offence. (He wouldn't have put it past Flora to do it when they were together either, if only to provide a new backdrop for some of her favourite acrobatics). "Or maybe they'd get the message after the first few ended up behind bars.". Food for thought, y'know?
Twisting at one of the rings on his hands - and quietly enjoying the scattering of gold through Flora's thoughts before they both let them melt away - Jack nods his approval. Not that she needs it, but something barbed in his chest relaxes to know she's got backup plans at the very least. "At least you've got plenty of contacts to go an' fetch her, if you do have to leave." Her demigod fathers are his first thought.
"So when d'you set off?"
Twisting at one of the rings on his hands - and quietly enjoying the scattering of gold through Flora's thoughts before they both let them melt away - Jack nods his approval. Not that she needs it, but something barbed in his chest relaxes to know she's got backup plans at the very least. "At least you've got plenty of contacts to go an' fetch her, if you do have to leave." Her demigod fathers are his first thought.
"So when d'you set off?"
you're the last of a dying breed; write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
Code stolen from Queen Sky
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
