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Jack Frost ([personal profile] 2cool4guardian) wrote in [community profile] estoria2015-09-13 05:45 pm

[Closed] I'm not dead, I'm just floating

Who: Jack Frost and his hypocrisy his traumatized cr (Hiccup, Hiro, Korra, Rei, Athena)
When: IC 3/17 (aka backdated to three days after the raid)
Where: Their apartments, the shrines
What: After coming back from the death, Jack wants to check on his friends
Rating/Warning: Lots of angst, talk about death, mentions of gory details

[For three hundred years, Jack didn't know who he was or where he came from... but death had always definitely been an option. He had many other theories too, of course, but being dead fit the pattern - spirits had to come from somewhere, right? So when he finally found out the truth, it wasn't shocking. He was delighted to get his story, and even if being dead became a touchy subject later, it was because of its nature more than how it affected Jack.

This time, things aren't as easy.

Death shouldn't be a fear for him. Something to think about when it comes to his past, sure. Worry about belief and disappearing, that too. But facing physical pain with such horror? That shouldn't be a thing for Jack - he may've been hit multiple of times and it hurt, but it's only magic that can truly damage him. So facing that fan and being caught in its blades... there are no words to describe how horrible it was.

That's what he's thinking about when he wakes up in the park. Is this death? Is it Ceres messing with him? Has worldhopping changed his nature? Jack lays there on the grass, frustrated, angry, feeling powerless, and most importantly... scared.

The way to fight fear is fun, and what makes Jack snap out of it is the sound of bright laughter coming from the children running toward him. They're so happy to see him! They missed him, they have been so worried! Jack is buried under hugs and tears and, underwhelming as it is, he'll take this over angsty thoughts everyday.

He can think about his death later. Here he has people to worry about. As long as he is still an eternal spirit, he can go on, coping with pain as it comes. He coped for three centuries after all.

The kids aren't told the truth, but Jack stays with them until his body is less sore and his powers are fully back (what's with that anyway?). Then he sends them home with promises of more fun tomorrow - he has things to do.

A Guardian cares about children, sure, but he also cares about his friends.]



((ooc: I'll add top levels for each character! As I said in plurk, please don't feel pressured to tag right now. I'm just setting up things for organization, you can tag when your own threads are done.))
zerotohiro: (But you will remember me)

[personal profile] zerotohiro 2015-10-22 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
That's not an excuse, Jack. None of us were prepared...[Including Jack, he bets. How could any of them have known what they were up again? He understands what Jack is saying, but at the same time it's hard to admit.]

Heroes aren't supposed to let people die. I know it wasn't our fault, but we still could have done something. [He shakes his head.] ...what happened to you guys when we were all separated anyway?
zerotohiro: (Realizations)

[personal profile] zerotohiro 2015-10-28 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
...we tried everything and it still wasn't enough. I already knew we'd lost a bit when the electric fields in the floor activated.

[He narrows his eyes though when Jack continues. Losing senses huh...also that is terrible humor, Jack, don't even.] Did you find anything before the fan found you?
zerotohiro: (Worried)

[personal profile] zerotohiro 2015-11-05 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I didn't, no. Two of our guys did though when they fell off of Baymax. I don't even know how the floors activated. One minute they were fine and the next...[He shrugs helplessly.] We moved as fast as we could but it wasn't enough. Those were the only floors that were electric, too.

What kind of traps did you find? [Because it's best to ask about Jack's surroundings and really try to puzzle it out than dwell on watching people being fried.]