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Well at least her intuition isn’t that far off. Wessex chuckles to herself at Jack admits he’s Jack. And then she watches him with sharp, curious eyes that scan up and down as he comes to join her on the dock. In the practice of keeping her teeth hidden, she offers a close-mouthed, half-grin in return. Indicating the city beyond the docks with a jerk of her head, the demigod replies “Let’s start with a drink, since we’re both fairly tit-less. I’m looking for some information. And depending on that….”
Shrugging, she lets the lead trail off, because the truth is that she doesn’t know what will happen and this Jack fellow seems slippery and also, actually, a potential good time. Which is a weird thing to think as she waits for the Captain to take the lead to his preferred watering hole, if that proposition is acceptable. And as the salty breeze tousles her short hair,s he can’t help but think Fuck It - let the day lead where it may.
Shrugging, she lets the lead trail off, because the truth is that she doesn’t know what will happen and this Jack fellow seems slippery and also, actually, a potential good time. Which is a weird thing to think as she waits for the Captain to take the lead to his preferred watering hole, if that proposition is acceptable. And as the salty breeze tousles her short hair,s he can’t help but think Fuck It - let the day lead where it may.
WESSEX
