if the journey of a thousand miles starts when you take the first step
'Fuck you.' She snarled under her breath feeling ever more like a chastised child the longer this whole thing went on. Not able to come up with a snotty reason why she shouldn't go-ahead first, Eloise did so with as much menace as she could manage. Which, considering she was still shaking slightly, covered in blood, and weighed about as much as one of the dead man's legs, was not very much.
"What was I supposed to say? Hey Jack, fancy a night out? Come hold my hand in the scary caves because I've this idea that I don't' really want to tell you about, seeing as you're a bit of an ass most of the time, but I'd sure appreciate the company, what with me being a useless woman and all." The idea was a way to make the Ark sail in the sky. It was a romantic notion, but also a practical one. They could evade rough seas, out sail or fly anyone who would come after them, and be able to fly over the continent rather than around it, should their travels take them that way.
No chance in hell she'd ever tell Jack she was here to make the Ark fly though.
"What was I supposed to say? Hey Jack, fancy a night out? Come hold my hand in the scary caves because I've this idea that I don't' really want to tell you about, seeing as you're a bit of an ass most of the time, but I'd sure appreciate the company, what with me being a useless woman and all." The idea was a way to make the Ark sail in the sky. It was a romantic notion, but also a practical one. They could evade rough seas, out sail or fly anyone who would come after them, and be able to fly over the continent rather than around it, should their travels take them that way.
No chance in hell she'd ever tell Jack she was here to make the Ark fly though.
i'll travel for a little while, & i won't be coming back
