JACK
"Have you? You never said," Jack murmurs, the sly amusement in his expression edged with something old and cool that likely tells the exact reason she'd have kept it to herself. The most loyal of Jack's crew might be akin to family - especially for The Ark - but there's a reason her captain has the reputation he does, and its not for tolerance of fuckery, put it that way. Her amusement, at least, is enough to temper the sharp turn of his thoughts, and as she perches herself at the side of the fountain Jack steps out of it completely.
Streams and ribbons of water draw from his skin and clothes with little more than a pulse of effort, the Captain teasing the element back where it belongs to leave him more or less dried off. "Oh?" Smirking back to find her drenched and delectable, Jack tosses his coat over one shoulder and closes the distance between them to offer out a hand and help her down. "Alone? Or do you want company?" He grins; said cantankerous old bastard is exactly as good as they say, but he's also especially impatient with strangers.
Not that The Ark is a stranger at all, but he won't know that from a first glance.
Streams and ribbons of water draw from his skin and clothes with little more than a pulse of effort, the Captain teasing the element back where it belongs to leave him more or less dried off. "Oh?" Smirking back to find her drenched and delectable, Jack tosses his coat over one shoulder and closes the distance between them to offer out a hand and help her down. "Alone? Or do you want company?" He grins; said cantankerous old bastard is exactly as good as they say, but he's also especially impatient with strangers.
Not that The Ark is a stranger at all, but he won't know that from a first glance.
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!
