JACK
Regardless of how the conversation moves on, Seven continues to loll bonelessly against the Governor's shoulders. She paws gently at his ear when his scritches slow, and offers insight into their talking with reiterations of her name, or of portal or soft - whatever limited words she feels like spitting at them to be annoying, really.
Jack doesn't expect to relax to hear that Sunjata doesn't intend on going anywhere. Mostly it's the knowledge that his investments will be worth it; that he isn't doing all this work just for another ungrateful Outlander to fuck off into the sunset. But there's also a selfish bit of him that's rather glad to have a dragon watching over the islands. About fucking time, or something to that equivalent.
"I'll drink to that," he says with a snort on the other man's appraisal of the other lands. Raising his glass, the smuggler will clink it against Jata's and settle in to forget about what happened with a liberal amount of booze.
~FIN
Jack doesn't expect to relax to hear that Sunjata doesn't intend on going anywhere. Mostly it's the knowledge that his investments will be worth it; that he isn't doing all this work just for another ungrateful Outlander to fuck off into the sunset. But there's also a selfish bit of him that's rather glad to have a dragon watching over the islands. About fucking time, or something to that equivalent.
"I'll drink to that," he says with a snort on the other man's appraisal of the other lands. Raising his glass, the smuggler will clink it against Jata's and settle in to forget about what happened with a liberal amount of booze.
~FIN
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
