JACK
"Not unless you wanna flood the Barrows an' make a giant ice rink," Jack agrees, following Sunjata's gaze back towards The Ark for a moment before letting it drop away again, trusting Murphy to keep a handle on things in his absence. "An' even then, I guess it's no substitute for gettin' wasted in the sand in front of a fire." Who knows, though - maybe there could be more to Deepfrost in King's End than frozen, endless night. Maybe next year Jack will feel at home enough to contribute.
Tilting his head as the other man easily angles himself to head back to the House of Midnight, Jack watches his departing back for a lingering couple of seconds before he joins him, scoffing out a breath that fogs the air in front of him. "An' yet you left it to come an' find me. I'm honoured, Jata," he drawls. "What was so bad 'bout the Grounds?"
Tilting his head as the other man easily angles himself to head back to the House of Midnight, Jack watches his departing back for a lingering couple of seconds before he joins him, scoffing out a breath that fogs the air in front of him. "An' yet you left it to come an' find me. I'm honoured, Jata," he drawls. "What was so bad 'bout the Grounds?"
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!
