JACK
It's funny, really - Sunjata has come seeking out the good captain, and Jack has just been about to depart for the House of Midnight. The Ark's mini-Longnight party is in full swing, and now that it's accompanied by Nova's sentient broom, things are rapidly descending into chaos. (As he steps onto the gangplank to head down into the Exchange, someone is trying to make a tiny crown for the top of the broom handle, and that's more than enough of a sign for him to get the fuck out of there).
Of course, no sooner has he set foot onto the docks when the Flood's mind passes into his orbit, his thoughts half frozen in the inertia of the season, and he turns to face the other man just as he passes by a couple of lanterns. Wreathed in smoke and shrouded in shadow like some winter devil on the prowl, Jack raises his eyebrows up at Sunjata, hands still buried in the pockets of his Kingmaker coat, collar turned high against the wind.
"Lookin' for me?" He drawls, a smirk kicking up the corner of his mouth. "'Fraid I ain't got much business to conduct until the sun rises - not with the state of my crew."
Of course, no sooner has he set foot onto the docks when the Flood's mind passes into his orbit, his thoughts half frozen in the inertia of the season, and he turns to face the other man just as he passes by a couple of lanterns. Wreathed in smoke and shrouded in shadow like some winter devil on the prowl, Jack raises his eyebrows up at Sunjata, hands still buried in the pockets of his Kingmaker coat, collar turned high against the wind.
"Lookin' for me?" He drawls, a smirk kicking up the corner of his mouth. "'Fraid I ain't got much business to conduct until the sun rises - not with the state of my crew."
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!
