JACK
Jack is already half losing himself to the unspooling of The Ark's mind when she steps in close, reaching for him in a way that's as casual as it is proprietary, but rather than shrug it off, he leans into the cradle of her hand. "You better be careful," he says, tutting through his teeth, "or I might start believin' it." The amusement is still a deflection, but he brushes closer to the truth of the matter than he ever might have once upon a time. And whether he likes it or not, whether he's thinking about her or not, that's also thanks to Flora.
Turning his head to kiss the palm of her her hand, Jack steps away if only to kick off his boots and unbuckle his belt, slipping it free tossing it away into the corner of the room like a coiled snake. For all of their plans and decisions, for all that has been set alight inside him at the prospect of being back in Haulani, he's still wrung out by the evening's events, the memory of it chafing like a fresh sunburn.
"You'll forgive me if I ain't geat conversation tonight?" he says with a raise of an eyebrow, sinking down into his bunk without fanfare.
Turning his head to kiss the palm of her her hand, Jack steps away if only to kick off his boots and unbuckle his belt, slipping it free tossing it away into the corner of the room like a coiled snake. For all of their plans and decisions, for all that has been set alight inside him at the prospect of being back in Haulani, he's still wrung out by the evening's events, the memory of it chafing like a fresh sunburn.
"You'll forgive me if I ain't geat conversation tonight?" he says with a raise of an eyebrow, sinking down into his bunk without fanfare.
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!
