JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
"And after all this, I bet Safrin ends up dealing with the threat and nothing ever comes from it." Jack huffs out a laugh and shakes his head. "Underwater isn't a bad idea though, but I doubt our good Mer King will be happy with all the manta crystals being used." Not that they don't already have a surplus of them, given the hunting they've been secretly doing whenever the Ark gets the chance.
Jack has been described as a great many things, but he doesn't ever think anyone has accused him of lollygagging, and he can do little more than raise his eyebrows at the implication. "Isla? The medic, right? Well, I'm all for more whiskey," he mumbles. As it so happens, Isla is not home, which is no bad thing in Jack's opinion. He's not a fan of doctors. (And that is putting it mildly).
Jack has been described as a great many things, but he doesn't ever think anyone has accused him of lollygagging, and he can do little more than raise his eyebrows at the implication. "Isla? The medic, right? Well, I'm all for more whiskey," he mumbles. As it so happens, Isla is not home, which is no bad thing in Jack's opinion. He's not a fan of doctors. (And that is putting it mildly).
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!
