JACK
hellraiser
risk taker
risk taker
Trying to decide whether Torchline is responsible for making Flora's flirting game so intense or it's just who she is, Jack lets himself enjoy the very cute, explorer-chic curves of her body as her glossy lips continue to move. He's listening, mostly, though whether he's hearing her words or her thoughts is another matter entirely. By the way his blue eyes linger on the not-covered-in-algae view of her ass, it's probably the latter.
He prowls behind her like some big cat after some prey, though he seems innocuous enough as he strikes another match to relight the cigarette that's gone out. "Everythin'," he says matter-of-factly as he lifts the glowing end of the match to his lips. "It's a lot of my business model, so I'd say it's the best one 'round here. Why, you lookin' to build your own enterprise?" He grins.
He prowls behind her like some big cat after some prey, though he seems innocuous enough as he strikes another match to relight the cigarette that's gone out. "Everythin'," he says matter-of-factly as he lifts the glowing end of the match to his lips. "It's a lot of my business model, so I'd say it's the best one 'round here. Why, you lookin' to build your own enterprise?" He grins.
full speed ahead
'til i'm dead
'til i'm dead
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
