i want to taste you again
The fury and indignance crackle outward from Sohalia like a small display of fireworks - to Jack, anyway - and he doesn't bother to hide the sly smile on his face as he examines the whatever it is he's collected from the bottom of the Miana Pool. "I could've, but I didn't," he drawls in response, glancing back up towards the irate stranger and the sad, stuck-together pages of her book.
Leaning back on one hand, still soaking wet and stripped from the waist up but for scars and tattoos, Jack doesn't need to make a show of looking her up and down, but he still does it, blue eyes raking over her. "You ain't from Torchline, are you?" he continues, tying a knot back in the bag and setting it to one side, before rifling through his pile of clothing for a cigarette and his matchbook.
Leaning back on one hand, still soaking wet and stripped from the waist up but for scars and tattoos, Jack doesn't need to make a show of looking her up and down, but he still does it, blue eyes raking over her. "You ain't from Torchline, are you?" he continues, tying a knot back in the bag and setting it to one side, before rifling through his pile of clothing for a cigarette and his matchbook.
like a secret or a sin
JACK
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
