JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
Were it anyone else, Jack certainly would not have waited - but for Remi Taliesin's daughter, he does slow his steps. A bit. Maybe. Regardless, once Flora gets up onto the boardwalk and stops trying to pretend she can sashay her cares away, they do end up walking side by side towards the Ark. "No, not normally," Jack mutters, not looking over his shoulder at the ramphire in case they've done something equally as cursed, like... move. Or disappear.
"I gotta get some people together to look into this more," he continues. "And you can..." He bites the inside of his cheek, willing an idea to force its way out. "You can... write a notice for the Notice Board?" He glances across at her, as if asking if that's something she's capable of doing. "And... I dunno. Make a tribute for the dead shit?"
"I gotta get some people together to look into this more," he continues. "And you can..." He bites the inside of his cheek, willing an idea to force its way out. "You can... write a notice for the Notice Board?" He glances across at her, as if asking if that's something she's capable of doing. "And... I dunno. Make a tribute for the dead shit?"
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
- Click for The Ark!
