I’m not an artist I’m a fucking work of art
Her thoughts couldn’t be helped - gods but if Jack hadn’t learned that about people - but at her internal rebuttal at his reasoning behind saving her damned life he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows incredulously down at her. Do you really wanna die? the expression seemed to say.
But she understood. The words left her lips and there was no hint of mutiny in her thoughts; Jack took the blade from her cheek and let it disappear up his sleeve again for (hopefully) the last time tonight. ”No,” he said pointedly. ”In fact I don’t get off on it.” He snorted, reaching up to unloop her arms from around his neck that he might peel her off.
”Don’t sound too positive about it,” he muttered in response to her appraisal of the situation. Words like devastating and fester did not a pretty picture make. ”You still have your life. That’s a marked improvement from two separate occasions tonight.”
Jack walked past her, only to turn and look at her properly, bruises and tears and all. ”This stops.” He gestured vaguely at the state of her. ”When cunts in Torchline lay a hand on you, they’re as good as sayin’ they can lay a hand on me. So if you do shit like this again you better know what the fuck you’re doin’, got it?”
But she understood. The words left her lips and there was no hint of mutiny in her thoughts; Jack took the blade from her cheek and let it disappear up his sleeve again for (hopefully) the last time tonight. ”No,” he said pointedly. ”In fact I don’t get off on it.” He snorted, reaching up to unloop her arms from around his neck that he might peel her off.
”Don’t sound too positive about it,” he muttered in response to her appraisal of the situation. Words like devastating and fester did not a pretty picture make. ”You still have your life. That’s a marked improvement from two separate occasions tonight.”
Jack walked past her, only to turn and look at her properly, bruises and tears and all. ”This stops.” He gestured vaguely at the state of her. ”When cunts in Torchline lay a hand on you, they’re as good as sayin’ they can lay a hand on me. So if you do shit like this again you better know what the fuck you’re doin’, got it?”
