Wake of Destruction
12-08-2013, 07:08 AM
| Jack |
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Following his Re, Jack sauntered in perfect sync. Even his own drunken styled walk falling in step with that of the three men whom he had chosen to follow. Did he feel like he could protect his beloved Re? Sure. Why not? He had the fight skills, but he wasn't always too keen on getting into a fight if he could help it. Especially needless battles over broken pride and psychotic madness. Yes, that is what Jack thought about the call of the pink furry male who had called across the lands. The call being heard from old Tortugan lands from whence they came. They had come to make sure everyone had gone, and it was there they heard it. Jack kept an ever present faint smirk on his face, as if always taunting those who thought themselves better. Ha! As if they deserved his respect anyway. The only one he thought worthy of such a prize was the cobalt king and his packmates, though it was hardly a forcible suggestion. Jack seldom gave his respect and undying loyalty to anyone except to those who truly deserved it. And Taurig of course, did deserve it. He had not forced Jack to give it to him, nor did he use fear or aggression or any type of force for it. Taurig gave to them, and in return they had given themselves to him. Their loyalty, their dedication, their strength, their hearts. Nothing was stronger. Upon stopping at their point of destination, Jack stared lazily at the coral male across the way. Hazel eyes showing no interest in the form. Pink was not befitting for a man. He remained still, his stature at full height as he stood behind his Re. Aware of anything and everything. He was after all, a master thief. A pirate, nothing could surpass his senses. |