JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
”Nah. It’s a ship,” Jack says. An excuse to get off the beach, to continue finding more out about Ascended (this one doesn’t seem to want to kill him) and to get back to familiar and comfortable spaces without making it seem like he needs it, even if he does. Not usually one to accept help, nonetheless the smuggler is in no fit state to do it himself, so he grunts a thanks as he finds his feet beneath him again, scoffing at Edwyn’s being strong.
”I believe it, though it don’t sound right comin’ from you,” he grumbles, starting off down the beach and rolling his shoulder, fingers pressing into the tender muscles there. ”Ah yes, quite. An evenin’, then. The fuck made you want to Ascend, anyway?”
”I believe it, though it don’t sound right comin’ from you,” he grumbles, starting off down the beach and rolling his shoulder, fingers pressing into the tender muscles there. ”Ah yes, quite. An evenin’, then. The fuck made you want to Ascend, anyway?”
are the angels on their way?
i’m in the dirt
i’m in the dirt
