JACK
Jack does manage to knit the imagery together in his mind, though that doesn't mean he agrees with the term any more than before. (If anything, a lazy river should get you somewhere more slowly, no?) But it's not his region and it absolutely won't be his lazy river, so he merely grunts his acknowledgement of Sunjata's explanation. Things take a turn at that moment anyway, and while he's appreciative of the automatic mental wall, he's already retreating from the Flood's mind to avoid imagining anything else lurking in the dark out there.
"Well, at least it seems like your days of havin' to are long behind you," he mutters in consolation. As leader of King's End and a powerful demigod in his own right, Sunjata doesn't really have to do anything he doesn't want to, not unless it's to suddenly become a celibate nun. (And even then, Jack wonders whether sex-Frey would find a kink for that).
As for himself, the captain wrinkles his nose and shrugs, glancing over his shoulder like he might still be able to see the flicker of braziers on The Ark. He doesn't, of course, but when he turns back he does spot a weird, painted little egg nestled in the snow nearby. "Fuck is that?" He nods towards it.
"Things have been fine. Colder seasons are always hard to judge," he admits. "Ark's repaired and ready to go come Flowerbirth, though. Maybe then I'll be able to give you a real answer."
Jack offers for Sunjata to grab the egg.
"Well, at least it seems like your days of havin' to are long behind you," he mutters in consolation. As leader of King's End and a powerful demigod in his own right, Sunjata doesn't really have to do anything he doesn't want to, not unless it's to suddenly become a celibate nun. (And even then, Jack wonders whether sex-Frey would find a kink for that).
As for himself, the captain wrinkles his nose and shrugs, glancing over his shoulder like he might still be able to see the flicker of braziers on The Ark. He doesn't, of course, but when he turns back he does spot a weird, painted little egg nestled in the snow nearby. "Fuck is that?" He nods towards it.
"Things have been fine. Colder seasons are always hard to judge," he admits. "Ark's repaired and ready to go come Flowerbirth, though. Maybe then I'll be able to give you a real answer."
Jack offers for Sunjata to grab the egg.
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!
