JACK
hellraiser
risk taker
risk taker
One arm rests casually across the back of the bench as they sit together, Jack sampling another oyster (with extra hot sauce this time) and glancing up only to watch the group of petty thieves around the torch finally take their leave. A couple of them do glance back over their shoulders enough to catch his gaze, and while he knows they'd been intending to steal a lingering look at The Ark, he appreciates the way they pick up their pace regardless.
"Mm, that'd be a fine idea," he agrees, attention dropping back to the siren at his side. "I gotta get reacquainted myself anyway. Tunnels change ownership or get flooded all the time. After near a year, bet it's a different place to what I left." They can get the lay of it together, he thinks, first by the light of day (outside if not within the tunnels) and then after dark when things are altogether more interesting.
Jack's fingers tease through the fire of her hair almost automatically as the setting sun catches on it, and his laughter is low and easy in response to her question. "Fuckin' right," he agrees. "Let the rest of Torchline wonder why we're here an' for how long, and let 'em question when we'll be back again when we leave." That, the Captain thinks, would suit him just fine. "Might be we take a few extra crew with us that we left behind last year, too."
"Mm, that'd be a fine idea," he agrees, attention dropping back to the siren at his side. "I gotta get reacquainted myself anyway. Tunnels change ownership or get flooded all the time. After near a year, bet it's a different place to what I left." They can get the lay of it together, he thinks, first by the light of day (outside if not within the tunnels) and then after dark when things are altogether more interesting.
Jack's fingers tease through the fire of her hair almost automatically as the setting sun catches on it, and his laughter is low and easy in response to her question. "Fuckin' right," he agrees. "Let the rest of Torchline wonder why we're here an' for how long, and let 'em question when we'll be back again when we leave." That, the Captain thinks, would suit him just fine. "Might be we take a few extra crew with us that we left behind last year, too."
full speed ahead
'til i'm dead in the fast lane
'til i'm dead in the fast lane
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
