i want to taste you again
"Yeah," Jack says, as final as the last nail in a coffin as the smile completely drops from Colt's face. He'd expected that news to bring such a reaction, but when she turns around (literally and figuratively) and just... backs off after making her way all the way out here? One hundred orgasm-goats and all? Colour Jack surprised, if not no less irritated at the result. "They better be. I'll be countin'," he says, eyes flinty as they flick towards the slip-n-slide gangplank and the ranchers trying to corral their animals away from the cold waters just one wrong step away.
Part of him wants to call out to her again, to needle further at her vanishing silhouette, but all of that would suggest not only that Vesper had spoken to him about their imploding relationship, but that he cares enough to seek revenge about it. (Which, catch him in the doing before he gets a chance to think it through, and you'd be exactly fucking right). Instead, biting at the inside of his cheek, Jack finally pushes back from the railing and nods towards Murphy, who has already taken note of the time. If an hour goes by and there's a single goat left on the dock, this won't be over.
Speaking of which.
"You put that down," he snaps towards Bassian, the big sailor having been trying to lift one of the smaller members of the herd over the ice wall to smuggle belowdecks.
~FIN
Part of him wants to call out to her again, to needle further at her vanishing silhouette, but all of that would suggest not only that Vesper had spoken to him about their imploding relationship, but that he cares enough to seek revenge about it. (Which, catch him in the doing before he gets a chance to think it through, and you'd be exactly fucking right). Instead, biting at the inside of his cheek, Jack finally pushes back from the railing and nods towards Murphy, who has already taken note of the time. If an hour goes by and there's a single goat left on the dock, this won't be over.
Speaking of which.
"You put that down," he snaps towards Bassian, the big sailor having been trying to lift one of the smaller members of the herd over the ice wall to smuggle belowdecks.
~FIN
like a secret or a sin
JACK
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
