JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
”Or normal,” Jack offers instead. Given that the captain rarely cares about the deaths of those he is personal acquainted with - and given that Eloise is now lost at sea forever as of five minutes ago - it’s hardly a surprise that he doesn’t particularly want to visit that box of feelings just now. So he changes the subject, subtle as a brick, and considers the Ascended brooding at him.
Jack stares, eyebrows slightly raised, as if trying to burn the image into his mind. Whether that’s because it’s effective or hilarious is up to Edwyn to decide. ”Anyway,” he drawls, carefully trying to get to his feet again, ”I’ll take your word for it. I need a drink’n some dry clothes. Fetch that notepad, I got somethin’ better you can draw. Unless you’re gonna burn up out here?”
As for the shrine, he snorts. ”Try it,” he says of roping him in. ”Then again, you did me a favour out here. I could spare an afternoon for you, I suppose.”
Jack stares, eyebrows slightly raised, as if trying to burn the image into his mind. Whether that’s because it’s effective or hilarious is up to Edwyn to decide. ”Anyway,” he drawls, carefully trying to get to his feet again, ”I’ll take your word for it. I need a drink’n some dry clothes. Fetch that notepad, I got somethin’ better you can draw. Unless you’re gonna burn up out here?”
As for the shrine, he snorts. ”Try it,” he says of roping him in. ”Then again, you did me a favour out here. I could spare an afternoon for you, I suppose.”
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!
