JACK
Remi Taliesin, intimidated by something? Chance would be a fine thing.
Jack pointedly doesn't look at the Bastion as he runs his fingers over the box as if checking for a hidden seam, scoffing at the other man's question. "Sure as fuck is now," he mutters, before letting the key slip out of his sleeve so he can hold it up towards the demigod as if it will encourage him to stay his smiting hand. "Overdue for pickin' it up," he adds, like the context might also keep Remi's hair trigger temper in check.
Sure enough, the Captain's inspection has yielded a hidden latch which pops open to reveal a keyhole, and he falls silent to focus properly on it for a few moments. Once the key clicks in satisfaction and the box springs open, he flicks a glance over his shoulder towards Remi. "You don't seem the type to hide shit down here," he mutters.
Jack pointedly doesn't look at the Bastion as he runs his fingers over the box as if checking for a hidden seam, scoffing at the other man's question. "Sure as fuck is now," he mutters, before letting the key slip out of his sleeve so he can hold it up towards the demigod as if it will encourage him to stay his smiting hand. "Overdue for pickin' it up," he adds, like the context might also keep Remi's hair trigger temper in check.
Sure enough, the Captain's inspection has yielded a hidden latch which pops open to reveal a keyhole, and he falls silent to focus properly on it for a few moments. Once the key clicks in satisfaction and the box springs open, he flicks a glance over his shoulder towards Remi. "You don't seem the type to hide shit down here," he mutters.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
