JACK
Suit yourself, says Jack's shrug of his shoulders, and he sparks up his own cigarette and puts the rest away. "Healin' capabilities?" he echoes of the fountain as Maeve delves into the nitty gritty of their quest. "That's very clever." High praise from a man who normally doesn't give a shit about anything beyond the prow of his ship, Jack drawing deep on the cigarette and relaxing a touch into his seat.
"I'll find a way to help cleanse your fountain," he decides. "I only just got back home, I ain't keen to go an' flounce off to Frey's Breath." Nodding and assuming the matter to be settled there, he turns his attention back to something much, much more interesting. And yes, Jack does know it. But no, Jack doesn't care - see the above point. "In exchange for what, then? A place on the council, workin' with you an' tellin' Safrin how much I definitely worshipped her this whole time?" He tilts his head.
"I'll find a way to help cleanse your fountain," he decides. "I only just got back home, I ain't keen to go an' flounce off to Frey's Breath." Nodding and assuming the matter to be settled there, he turns his attention back to something much, much more interesting. And yes, Jack does know it. But no, Jack doesn't care - see the above point. "In exchange for what, then? A place on the council, workin' with you an' tellin' Safrin how much I definitely worshipped her this whole time?" He tilts his head.
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!
