JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
Hissing out the equivalent of a very spiteful and filthy curse - mostly because Flora is absolutely right - Jack grabs the bottle back a little testily and takes a very generous swig. "Seen a lot of Governors," he mutters. "A lot of Queens and Kings, too. None of 'em last. Didn't feel like workin' for nothin' again." And apparently it has been a terrible idea, based on Torchline's current situation.
Wrinkling his nose at the mere prospect of the pirates they'd come across, he opens tired blue eyes properly now and lets his head loll to the side to look at Flora. "Maybe they all sailed away," he suggests with a raise of his eyebrows and a huff of laughter. "Maybe they know somethin' we fuckin' don't."
Wrinkling his nose at the mere prospect of the pirates they'd come across, he opens tired blue eyes properly now and lets his head loll to the side to look at Flora. "Maybe they all sailed away," he suggests with a raise of his eyebrows and a huff of laughter. "Maybe they know somethin' we fuckin' don't."
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!
