JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
”Can you really be sincere about a person you’ve never met and never will?” Jack raises his eyebrows across at the other man, as if trying to decide whether or not he’s putting on an act or if he really does exist to make his teeth hurt. His magic tells him he’s in for it, unfortunately, and so the captain lets out a long sigh and pats his pockets, before remembering his cigarettes and matches will be ruined.
Glancing sidelong at the sketchbook, Jack gets a distinct impression about this man. Enthusiastic and bumbling, the type to be walked over without ever realising he’s being someone’s doormat. He’s the type of man easy to take advantage of. He also just helped to haul his ass out of the ocean, so...
”Oh, you’re an Ascended,” he says offhand. ”An’ here I thought you were all broodin’ and dark.” And violent. ”Hate to break it to you, but I don’t reckon you’ve got a shrine here. Never heard of one anyways.”
Glancing sidelong at the sketchbook, Jack gets a distinct impression about this man. Enthusiastic and bumbling, the type to be walked over without ever realising he’s being someone’s doormat. He’s the type of man easy to take advantage of. He also just helped to haul his ass out of the ocean, so...
”Oh, you’re an Ascended,” he says offhand. ”An’ here I thought you were all broodin’ and dark.” And violent. ”Hate to break it to you, but I don’t reckon you’ve got a shrine here. Never heard of one anyways.”
are the angels on their way?
i’m in the dirt
i’m in the dirt
