JACK
With an arm screaming its protests and the storm all but on top of them now, the going is fucking tough - and that’s putting it mildly. Still, the men respond to Jack’s orders and miraculously, no one is tossed overboard.
But it’s a close damned thing for Melita. Who knows what it is; perhaps the rope isn’t as secure as it ought to be, or maybe it’s too dark and too wet for the honeybee girl to have any chance at tying it properly. But either way it comes loose and sends her careening across the deck, smacking against some crates.
This timeEloise is more lucky with the sails at least, and they drop at last under the influence of her telekinesis and the work of the rest of the crew. Perhaps that is what helps Saiden, in the end, the cook’s manipulation of the wave causing them to crest it a lot less sharply, though they all get a soaking for their trouble.
”More of that’d be grand,” Jack calls down to them. ”But if someone can get their ass up here, that’d be even better!”
Jack calls for further magical assistance to keep the Ark smoothly sailing through the storm. He also asks for one person to come up to the helm to help him steer (given that his arm is fucked).
But it’s a close damned thing for Melita. Who knows what it is; perhaps the rope isn’t as secure as it ought to be, or maybe it’s too dark and too wet for the honeybee girl to have any chance at tying it properly. But either way it comes loose and sends her careening across the deck, smacking against some crates.
This time
”More of that’d be grand,” Jack calls down to them. ”But if someone can get their ass up here, that’d be even better!”
Jack calls for further magical assistance to keep the Ark smoothly sailing through the storm. He also asks for one person to come up to the helm to help him steer (given that his arm is fucked).
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
