JACK
The boxing ring? Jack nodded and made a mental note of that; it was always good to know what were legitimate places of business, what were fronts, and which were that curious combination of both. Huffing out a sigh as he explained about Rae's Fingers, the captain once again had to resign himself to the fact that his usual methods for ferrying his goods around was - at least temporarily - out of commission.
"Then I imagine I will be gettin' very clever indeed during Deepfrost," he muttered. "I'll throw a line your way, if I think there's anythin' you might need to know." Only polite, after all. Giving Sunjata a lazy salute, Jack pushed off the railing as well. "Just the way I like it," he said, heading down towards the gangplank before glancing over his shoulder. Sunjata's thoughts buzzed with nostalgia, and he scoffed.
"Stay a while, if you like the look of her," he offered. "She ain't goin' anywhere."
"Then I imagine I will be gettin' very clever indeed during Deepfrost," he muttered. "I'll throw a line your way, if I think there's anythin' you might need to know." Only polite, after all. Giving Sunjata a lazy salute, Jack pushed off the railing as well. "Just the way I like it," he said, heading down towards the gangplank before glancing over his shoulder. Sunjata's thoughts buzzed with nostalgia, and he scoffed.
"Stay a while, if you like the look of her," he offered. "She ain't goin' anywhere."
