JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
That remark earns a proper grin, and Jack inclines his head in agreement - if anyone could get drunk whenever and wherever, it would be Flora. And him by proxy, as it happens, especially given how much blood is missing from his system and how much liquor has already replaced it. "What would you do, then?" he asks, somewhat sobered by the bitterness in her thoughts. "If you were in charge, how'd you prepare?" He has his own thoughts and opinions of course - he always does - and he's curious as to how they align.
Gazing out across the black waves streaked with gold from the torches, Jack squints into the inky horizon. "Mmhm. Went towards King's End, I think." Not that he's able to go out and see for himself this season, not unless he wants to ruin the Ark on the waves. He could fly over them he supposes, but he doesn't know how far out the bad weather goes."
Gazing out across the black waves streaked with gold from the torches, Jack squints into the inky horizon. "Mmhm. Went towards King's End, I think." Not that he's able to go out and see for himself this season, not unless he wants to ruin the Ark on the waves. He could fly over them he supposes, but he doesn't know how far out the bad weather goes."
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
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