JACK
Uh, absolutely not. That was not how it was supposed to go. Jack's hissed curse is lost in the rain, and though he wants to march forward to look out over the cliffs, he refrains (just about). "Search the fuckin' shoreline," he grates to anyone who will listen, already peeling away to march off back towards Haulani. Who the fuck decides to host something like this up on the Aumakua anyways.
Because if the stupid, asshole Governor has blown it at the last moment, he'll be fucking livid. There's also nothing he can fucking do about it, and that makes it worse. So, looking over his shoulder (just in case Sunjata has surfaced - and he hasn't), Jack disappears into the dispersing crowd to try and find the Flood.
Or his body, at least.
Jack's out!
Because if the stupid, asshole Governor has blown it at the last moment, he'll be fucking livid. There's also nothing he can fucking do about it, and that makes it worse. So, looking over his shoulder (just in case Sunjata has surfaced - and he hasn't), Jack disappears into the dispersing crowd to try and find the Flood.
Or his body, at least.
Jack's out!
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
