full speed ahead 'til I'm dead in the fast lane
The captain regarded her quietly as the storm subsided, watching her expression, the small tells that showed only a fraction of what was going on in her mind. Still, she didn’t bring it up any further, and Zephyr and Eloise could lay in the beds they had made. As long as none of them endangered the Ark on her voyage, Jack really didn’t care. But anyway - back to the wedding. He folded his arms across his chest, still leaning comfortably against the railing, raising eyebrows at Melita as she seemingly asked the impossible.
”You’d like me to turn us around and come back, from wherever we happen to be at the time, for you to skip across the water in time for a wedding,” he drawled, not sounding impressed about it. ”When is it, pray tell? And who are your uncles?” Because that had never really been discussed; Jack wasn’t to know it was his two favourite people in the world.
”You’d like me to turn us around and come back, from wherever we happen to be at the time, for you to skip across the water in time for a wedding,” he drawled, not sounding impressed about it. ”When is it, pray tell? And who are your uncles?” Because that had never really been discussed; Jack wasn’t to know it was his two favourite people in the world.
