I’m not an artist I’m a fucking work of art
At the sight of the Madame, Jack gave her a self-satisfied and indulgent smile, nodding his head. ”Thoroughly,” he drawled, eyeing the dragon by the door and wondering if there would be trouble. Hopefully not. ”I’ll have my payment to you by the morning as promised. An’ maybe once the Ark is back for LongHeat, we can talk more business than pleasure.”
It was always good to have as many on side as possible, and the Halenani looked as though it would be a very profitable venture. Jack would have to make sure he returned bearing gifts. In the meantime, though, he had other places to be. So, giving Phoebe another, more formal goodbye, the captain went on his way into the night.
~FIN
It was always good to have as many on side as possible, and the Halenani looked as though it would be a very profitable venture. Jack would have to make sure he returned bearing gifts. In the meantime, though, he had other places to be. So, giving Phoebe another, more formal goodbye, the captain went on his way into the night.
~FIN
