JACK
She jumps down, and Jack sidles down from the railing to follow suit. Better to have a fight between two captains than two ships and all that. And maybe he shamelessly wants to be in range of her thoughts, so he can better decide whether it's worth turning the Ark's cannons on the Serpent. (He's lying, that decision can and does change on a hair trigger, this is just Jack being nosy).
"Three hours? I could get a lot done in three hours," Jack drawls, narrowing his eyes and looking her up and down, as if trying to gauge whether she's worth it. Folding his arms across his chest, he eventually scoffs and waves at the crew; the guns slide back into the Ark's ports. "You can buy me dinner," he decides. "That's what it'll take."
"Three hours? I could get a lot done in three hours," Jack drawls, narrowing his eyes and looking her up and down, as if trying to gauge whether she's worth it. Folding his arms across his chest, he eventually scoffs and waves at the crew; the guns slide back into the Ark's ports. "You can buy me dinner," he decides. "That's what it'll take."
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
