JACK
”Don’t mean it ain’t bland,” Jack retorts, though it’s throwing shade for the sake of it at this point. Directing his gaze back at the glass cathedral, he lets his feet meander over to Saiden as he calls that he’s found something, though as he sees it’s written in the sand, he wrinkles his nose. ”Nah, that ain’t it. But that might be.” he nods to Saiden’s left, were a smuggler’s mark shines clear, carved into the structure.
Tsking under his breath, he nods at the idea of bringing Saiden along for the word he plans to give the new Governor, whoever it happens to be. ”Your body’s more use’n your face or your chatter,” he points out, nodding to the sand. ”Start diggin’.” Stepping back, Jack exhales another stream of smoke and shoves his hands in his pockets. ”Should find a box, when you’ve dug deep enough.”
Tsking under his breath, he nods at the idea of bringing Saiden along for the word he plans to give the new Governor, whoever it happens to be. ”Your body’s more use’n your face or your chatter,” he points out, nodding to the sand. ”Start diggin’.” Stepping back, Jack exhales another stream of smoke and shoves his hands in his pockets. ”Should find a box, when you’ve dug deep enough.”
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
