JACK
"You have have all the boobies, eyepatches an' peg legs you like, but if you stand on the Ark an' call yourself a fuckin' pirate, I'll toss you overboard myself," Jack fires back at Aurelia, handing over the nails for her to use and reaching down to grab a few more. There's another between his lips when she asks more questions, and so when he responds it sounds a little mumbled, the words coming between the tap tap tap of their work on the figurehead.
"Mmhm. Eighteen or nineteen I think I was, a proper little prick," he rumbles with a smirk. "Never been on a ship 'fore though, nah. I'd grown up in Torchline so saw 'em everywhere. An' the Ark didn't sail at first - used her for storage an' as a headquarters. Only sailed her later, once we had a real crew." Which helped, as one can imagine. "Aight, there. Think she'll hold?"
"Mmhm. Eighteen or nineteen I think I was, a proper little prick," he rumbles with a smirk. "Never been on a ship 'fore though, nah. I'd grown up in Torchline so saw 'em everywhere. An' the Ark didn't sail at first - used her for storage an' as a headquarters. Only sailed her later, once we had a real crew." Which helped, as one can imagine. "Aight, there. Think she'll hold?"
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!
