JACK
Yeah, it could be magic magic, or it could be shut the fuck up Delta oh my god. Jack seems satisfied with the shark's departure either way, shaking out his wrist for show (see, not magic magic) and nodding to the Mer beside him. "C'mon, let's get this done," he says gruffly, wasting no time in slipping back beneath the water to head for their third marker. The manta jewel works wonders, he's finding, and he silently kicks himself for not getting hold of one sooner.
As they arrive at the finally marking place, he nods to Delta. "D'you want to do the honours?" he asks, treading water and squinting back towards the beach. "These things gonna affect you lot, d'you reckon?" he adds, meaning the groynes. It probably won't be as bad as for ships, but who knows what the work will do for the merfolk beneath the waves.
As they arrive at the finally marking place, he nods to Delta. "D'you want to do the honours?" he asks, treading water and squinting back towards the beach. "These things gonna affect you lot, d'you reckon?" he adds, meaning the groynes. It probably won't be as bad as for ships, but who knows what the work will do for the merfolk beneath the waves.
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!
