shapeshistory: <user name=bungalows> (Cartier)
Captain Jack Rackham | Black Sails ([personal profile] shapeshistory) wrote in [community profile] polylogs 2021-05-13 04:25 pm (UTC)

[ There's only so much one can take, even if one is a social butterfly. Mingling is something he's never had a problem with, let alone mingling with riches, but after a while the crowd starts to feel as suffocating as his mask. He chalks it up to there not being proper rum, though he has a sinking feeling it has everything to do with the fact that all of this is entirely overwhelming. The temple, the clothes, the scenery, the people--this fucking mask, which the stranger who'd cleared his throat (politely?) immediately comments on.

Great, that's the thing he's most annoyed with, cheers for pointing it out. Jack's scowl is visible even underneath the fox's pointed nose. At least the stranger seems equally annoyed. He leans against a wall, facing the horizon where he can see the harbour in the distance. It's comforting to him in a way he can't quite describe, and his gaze turns on it as he talks. ]


Fox, I think. Or a weasel. Pretty damning, if it's truly supposed to represent some sort of aspect of me. [ A quick glance over at the stranger's mask, arms crossed. ] Though I suppose I could be some sort of demon.

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