JACK
"With the canal system, the outskirts of Haulani would be best. The canals ain't dependent on the tides." Jack's voice drawls out like he's always been there, the captain casually seated on the side of the healing fountain, trying to strike a match to light his cigarette.
"I don't care either way if it's made for attackin' or defendin', so long as it gets rid of whatever's knockin' at our door," he continues, taking a long drag from the cigarette and relaxing his shoulders. He doesn't flick the ash into the fountain, but it's a close thing before he remembers it's, like, magic and shit.
"What if all the council members are busy?" he asks, when it comes to the triggering mechanism. "Don't want it goin' off whenever the fuck ever, but don't want it to be wasted if no one's around."
"I don't care either way if it's made for attackin' or defendin', so long as it gets rid of whatever's knockin' at our door," he continues, taking a long drag from the cigarette and relaxing his shoulders. He doesn't flick the ash into the fountain, but it's a close thing before he remembers it's, like, magic and shit.
"What if all the council members are busy?" he asks, when it comes to the triggering mechanism. "Don't want it goin' off whenever the fuck ever, but don't want it to be wasted if no one's around."
you are a quiet god
and your hunger is cavernous
and your hunger is cavernous
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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