JACK
Jack arches an eyebrow at that statement - he's quite sure Flora does, or at least used to care a great deal what everyone else thought, and if that has changed then perhaps he can add it to the list of wisdom he's imparted on her. Still, he makes no mention of it, instead casting his mind to the sort of signal he might send that Flora would be able to recognise without it screaming booty call.
"A shoe?" His laughter is sudden, muffled by the pillow but no less genuine for it, Jack shrugging his shoulder as if it's a decent suggestion. "I'd never get a flag with a shoe on it, fuck that. I'd string up one of Bassian's boots instead, but you'd prob'ly struggle to see it. Though I s'pose I could tie somethin' to it, like that feather boa you keep in that storage cupboard."
The one he'd seen when she'd gone looking for tools for him to check out the Sugar Tide whilst they'd been somewhat stranded in Eurybia.
"A shoe?" His laughter is sudden, muffled by the pillow but no less genuine for it, Jack shrugging his shoulder as if it's a decent suggestion. "I'd never get a flag with a shoe on it, fuck that. I'd string up one of Bassian's boots instead, but you'd prob'ly struggle to see it. Though I s'pose I could tie somethin' to it, like that feather boa you keep in that storage cupboard."
The one he'd seen when she'd gone looking for tools for him to check out the Sugar Tide whilst they'd been somewhat stranded in Eurybia.
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!
