JACK
One of Jack's arms has slid around The Ark's waist quite without his realising it, drawing her close against him even as their lips part, and when she reaches to refill his glass he offers a grateful dip of his chin as he accepts it. "Flora thinks she's just protected herself an' everyone she loves from the most dangerous man she's ever known. You'd be real pleased with yourself too, in her shoes," he says with a scoff of bitter laughter. "Here's to my reputation precedin' me, I guess." He lifts the glass in a toast, shoots that back too, then sets it down on the desk for her to pour herself a drink.
"Still, I ain't gonna complain about a loose end tyin' itself up for me," he agrees, despite the way his mind is still reeling from the past few minutes. "Wonder if her squeeze will really keep his mouth shut. He didn't know the terms he signed." Which - rookie move, in the Captain's opinion - but as The Ark has pointed out, it's a helluva favour to him. Even so...
"I hated that," he mutters, the admission rough and quiet even in the private space.
"Still, I ain't gonna complain about a loose end tyin' itself up for me," he agrees, despite the way his mind is still reeling from the past few minutes. "Wonder if her squeeze will really keep his mouth shut. He didn't know the terms he signed." Which - rookie move, in the Captain's opinion - but as The Ark has pointed out, it's a helluva favour to him. Even so...
"I hated that," he mutters, the admission rough and quiet even in the private space.
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
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