JACK
Unlike The Ark, this is a position Jack does know well, and as she settles into his weight they cross the cabin and out into the corridor as if they have both always walked this way together. He's quiet as she gets her bearings, his magic skimming the curious unfurling of her mind, the soft delight when stumbling turns to rhythm, when her warmth leans into him with more confidence. A laugh rumbles up in his chest at the reminder - none too gentle - that she's just as much a force to be reckoned with like this as she is with her deck underfoot, and he inclines his head towards her.
"Noted," he says, his steps slowing just a little as they ascend the walkway up to the deck. "Oh, I've no doubt Bassian'll wanna see you too. Most of 'em will." It won't be for a scolding, though, and the Captain is already very much looking forward to that firecracker of a surprise. "If those thoughts turn to action an' you need a box to step on to get properly in his face, you just let me know."
Before they know it the open night air is upon them, the soft, warm breeze accompanied by the sound of a fiddle or a guitar where the crew are idling on the deck for a good time. Most of them don't notice at first, Jack knows that much, but he glances sidelong at Murphy up by the wheel, sensing the sharp cadence of his mind near instantly. Bassian is hard to miss - and he's already been drinking and playing cards if the laughter is anything to go by, and Jack raises an eyebrow towards The Ark.
"Noted," he says, his steps slowing just a little as they ascend the walkway up to the deck. "Oh, I've no doubt Bassian'll wanna see you too. Most of 'em will." It won't be for a scolding, though, and the Captain is already very much looking forward to that firecracker of a surprise. "If those thoughts turn to action an' you need a box to step on to get properly in his face, you just let me know."
Before they know it the open night air is upon them, the soft, warm breeze accompanied by the sound of a fiddle or a guitar where the crew are idling on the deck for a good time. Most of them don't notice at first, Jack knows that much, but he glances sidelong at Murphy up by the wheel, sensing the sharp cadence of his mind near instantly. Bassian is hard to miss - and he's already been drinking and playing cards if the laughter is anything to go by, and Jack raises an eyebrow towards The Ark.
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!
