JACK
The dragon catches Jack's eye, and he holds Aidon's gaze right up until the point where Maeve's thoughts flicker in through the boundary of his magic. "I always do," he drawls when it comes to getting back home in one piece. It isn't the sea Jack has to fear - it's shit like this on his doorstep when he gets back to dry land. Looking the madame up and down, saying nothing but understanding everything, he follows in her footsteps (and her dragon's, of course), saying nothing further until they reach her office.
Courthouse, office, queens - it's all very not Torchline, and Jack accepts the drink and takes a generous sip of it, all the while still examining the walls and Maeve's desk and the whole weird new set up. "The beginnin' is normally a good place," he remarks. "What happened? Why'd the Flood step down, and how'd you and Aurelia get here?"
Courthouse, office, queens - it's all very not Torchline, and Jack accepts the drink and takes a generous sip of it, all the while still examining the walls and Maeve's desk and the whole weird new set up. "The beginnin' is normally a good place," he remarks. "What happened? Why'd the Flood step down, and how'd you and Aurelia get here?"
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
