JACK
"Yes, you have to help. No, I ain't takin' no for an answer. Yes, her tits are immaculate." Jack says all of this around a cigarette as he stands on the docks, watching a few burly sailors manoeuvre a truly impressive figurehead onto the Ark.
Anyone looking will be able to see the resemblance to Safrin; crafted in a dark wood, the lady in the figurehead reaches a hand out towards the stars. Swathed in fabric (exquisitely carved, of course) and with her breasts on full show, Jack has ensured that she looks exactly how he remembers Safrin.
"The old one has already been taken down," he continues toAurelia. "So we just gotta get 'er in place." The monsoons might be raging elsewhere, but it's a blustery if not clear day behind Torchline's shield. And they have Safrin to thank for that, too. So why not dedicate the day to this?
Anyone looking will be able to see the resemblance to Safrin; crafted in a dark wood, the lady in the figurehead reaches a hand out towards the stars. Swathed in fabric (exquisitely carved, of course) and with her breasts on full show, Jack has ensured that she looks exactly how he remembers Safrin.
"The old one has already been taken down," he continues to
believer... believe it or not you'll know
when it ends and how it goes
when it ends and how it goes
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
