Crazy People Don't Know They Are Crazy
10-23-2013, 04:09 AM
| Jack |
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Russet brown head would snap up at the sound of a voice, eyes glancing about with a confused look on his face. Then again, he always looked confused...though whether it was for his sake, or the sake of merely confusing his opponents he cared not. He blinked a few times as he tried to get his bearings, and a glance up would tell him that a woman's voice was the one that called out, as it was indeed a woman perched upon the bow of the ship. Licking inked lips, Jack would stare at her with a scrutinizing look, almost as if he were trying to make out if she was real or not. The scent would drift his way, and of course it would confirm over his drunkeness that she was real. Blinking more now, he would blink away some of the stupor as he gave his head a good shake as well, and then he would approach slightly closer with wavering steps. It was old news when Jack was in this state, though he was no less smarter the usual. At times, it would enhance him...inexplicably, but it often happened. Assuming of course if he wasn't passed out somewhere in his chosen home. Licking his chops once more, he pried his attention onto the woman as he tried to find unslurred words to respond. And at last he was successful. "Aye, I'm just here taking a look about...in fact, maybe you can help me with something..." Jack's jaws would open and close slightly as if he were trying to rid his tongue of dryness, though he was not afraid of speaking in the least. Just another effect of his beloved liqours. With a sniff and a swish of his tail, he turned back to her and continued. "I see this land has been taken by a band of crazed wolves, and I assume you're one of them eh? I mean no disrespect, I knew not these lands had been claimed. Who is it that sits upon the bow of the ship? And who is your queen?" Though drunk, he was ever so intellectually smart. At times it seemed as if his fix heightened his senses...though drunk or not, Jack always seemed the same. Nobody knew for sure. He stared up at the woman, wondering if he could perhaps make friends or allies of some of these wolves if only to share drinks. |