there exists a tipping point between gods and monsters
They walk together, leaving a soft trail of smoke and all sorts of rumour and gossip abound in the Exchange as the Ark's crew get settled and begin to take stock of things around them. "It is what I wanna call it," Jack confirms, "though I'll give you that, 'bout the murderin'. Still, you still got a shrine to her here, an' that's enough for me." It's quite a trek out into King's End - and maybe he'll do something about that given time and inclination - but for now it will do.
"Seems more likely'n not," he agrees with the Flood about the fate of his father. "Was nothin' short of a miracle that you turned up in one piece, more or less." Flicking the ash from the tip of his cigarette, he settles into an easy stride until the sound of the Boondocks begins to fade away behind them. Glancing sidelong at Sunjata, the captain finally arches an eyebrow.
"So tell me, how's a guy who owns a magical brothel so bored?"
"Seems more likely'n not," he agrees with the Flood about the fate of his father. "Was nothin' short of a miracle that you turned up in one piece, more or less." Flicking the ash from the tip of his cigarette, he settles into an easy stride until the sound of the Boondocks begins to fade away behind them. Glancing sidelong at Sunjata, the captain finally arches an eyebrow.
"So tell me, how's a guy who owns a magical brothel so bored?"
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