JACK
Sunjata begins to relax and Jack feels the tension in his own muscles release somewhat, the smuggler staring out into the distance where the figure they'd both seen is no longer present. The Flood can be surprised all he likes, but when you've seen a motherfucking dragon face off against a pair of ghost whales, you don't really want it panicked. What's more, anything that can frighten it in the way that it's gotten to Sunjata ought to be treated with a modicum of respect.
"All the more reason to make sure he doesn't get to just deal with you," he says, blue eyes already elsewhere, forming plans and lists of contacts, ways to find and wipe away this new potential threat. Then Sunjata says the magic words Jack has been waiting for, and there's something savage about the smile he directs at the Governor. "Ah so a special kind of asshole, then," he drawls, the barest hints of camaraderie in his voice - no anger or shame to be found.
"Aight, Governor. What name does this fucker go by? Any distinguishin' features?" He beckons for Jata to follow after him.
"All the more reason to make sure he doesn't get to just deal with you," he says, blue eyes already elsewhere, forming plans and lists of contacts, ways to find and wipe away this new potential threat. Then Sunjata says the magic words Jack has been waiting for, and there's something savage about the smile he directs at the Governor. "Ah so a special kind of asshole, then," he drawls, the barest hints of camaraderie in his voice - no anger or shame to be found.
"Aight, Governor. What name does this fucker go by? Any distinguishin' features?" He beckons for Jata to follow after him.
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
