JACK
"Eh, you taught me more'n one thing. But the drama is the one everyone else has to suffer," Jack concedes, flashing her a quick grin. The other stuff - the stuff that has made him softer beneath the surface than he's ever been before, the stuff that lets him give grace where previously he'd have given little more than the back of his hand - that he keeps very much between them.
Scoffing a laugh at her refusal (which is just an acceptance with strings attached, and Jack's business brain can appreciate that sort of negotiation), he shifts at last to roll onto his front, tucking both arms beneath the pillow and sinking into it until only his eyes are properly visible. When he speaks, his voice is a touch muffled. "Aight, next time I'm on my way up to Stormbreak, I'll raise a Flora flag as we leave Torchline. How's that sound?"
Scoffing a laugh at her refusal (which is just an acceptance with strings attached, and Jack's business brain can appreciate that sort of negotiation), he shifts at last to roll onto his front, tucking both arms beneath the pillow and sinking into it until only his eyes are properly visible. When he speaks, his voice is a touch muffled. "Aight, next time I'm on my way up to Stormbreak, I'll raise a Flora flag as we leave Torchline. How's that sound?"
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!
