JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
The tea is more welcome than any affection might be, and Jack gives a murmur of thanks as the warmth is pressed against his waiting palms. Torchline might not get very cold in Deepfrost, but compared to life the rest of the time it was positively chilly. She moves to join him and he takes a slow sip of the tea, letting it soak into his bones and wake him up a little further. By which time Maeve is all but promising him the world, and Jack raises blue eyes to her face as if searching for the truth there.
Unnecessary, of course - he can read the honesty in her mind, but something something pause for effect. "Thank you," he mutters, and the words so rarely leave his lips that they almost feel strange on his tongue. But it is what it is, and after a few more sips of tea he turns back to the fountain. "Who else has played with this?" he asks.
Unnecessary, of course - he can read the honesty in her mind, but something something pause for effect. "Thank you," he mutters, and the words so rarely leave his lips that they almost feel strange on his tongue. But it is what it is, and after a few more sips of tea he turns back to the fountain. "Who else has played with this?" he asks.
are the angels on their way?
i’m in the dirt
i’m in the dirt
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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