i want to taste you again
Jack follows The Ark's gaze up towards the black hill like he might be able to sense Bassian's chaotic glee, but just as they can't pick out one shape in the dark sea of bodies, neither can his telepathy stretch far enough to pick out the big man's mind. Rest assured, though, he's sure they'll both hear him the old fashioned way if there's a broken bone. Speaking of which, the Captain glances down to the redhead's mittened hand as she remarks on a similar sort of magic laying dormant within her, leaning in like they could both pick it out with enough patience.
"Maybe you just need the right sort of motivation," he considers. "Want me to go an' walk into the bonfire?" He'd normally suggest shoving someone else into the flames, but given who they both are, he doubts that would provide the appropriate impetus for The Ark to unleash her latent healing powers.
As for the Sharpshot and her region cloaked in a different sort of shadow if Vesper has anything to do with it, Jack can only smirk. "You'd reckon," he agrees. "She ought'a be careful. The kid can hold a grudge - she might get back to find him sittin' pretty on her leadership claim."
"Maybe you just need the right sort of motivation," he considers. "Want me to go an' walk into the bonfire?" He'd normally suggest shoving someone else into the flames, but given who they both are, he doubts that would provide the appropriate impetus for The Ark to unleash her latent healing powers.
As for the Sharpshot and her region cloaked in a different sort of shadow if Vesper has anything to do with it, Jack can only smirk. "You'd reckon," he agrees. "She ought'a be careful. The kid can hold a grudge - she might get back to find him sittin' pretty on her leadership claim."
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!
