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A new arrival
Jul. 9th, 2016 10:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
frostedoverlandWho| Jack Frost and OPEN
What| Jack is awake and briefed and kind of not sure how to take it all.
Where| Medbay and elsewhere
Warnings/Notes| None
Jack Frost couldn't fly.
It had taken a panic attack and an escape attempt to realize that he couldn't fly and this was not a nightmare conjured up by Pitch. This was very real and very terrifying. He couldn't feel the Earth, he couldn't find Baby Tooth, nor could he find his staff.
It had taken the staff to realize this and after several moments of tracking it down, he was given his staff and given the explanation that he sorely needed but he also wasn't sure he wanted. They gave him his space soon enough to think over the proposition of what they were asking. He held his staff tightly, backing up against the wall and sliding down. There was no question about whether or not he would help. What had him so frightened was just where and when he was. Would North and the others still be around? What about the kids? And what about him? He couldn't fly!
His hands shook as he fought off another attack of anxiety and panic, could he even speak with Manny?
Jack was on his feet and racing out of the room before he knew it, barefeet slapping against the floor. He dodged other nurses and personnel with ease, jumping off the walls and probably scaring everyone in his path with his frantic running. If it wasn't flying, it was running that sometimes helped Jack calm down and think. Even if he would end up getting hopelessly lost in the process.
Like now, he was out of breath and exhausted and he was in a place he didn't recognize but, despite all that, he felt better and his thoughts slowed down so he could better think all this through. He fell back against the wall, sitting down and closing his eyes. Just calm down, Jack, and take it slow...
[ooc: Feel free to tag while he's in the room or on the run or for wherever he ends up when he finally stops running!]
What| Jack is awake and briefed and kind of not sure how to take it all.
Where| Medbay and elsewhere
Warnings/Notes| None
Jack Frost couldn't fly.
It had taken a panic attack and an escape attempt to realize that he couldn't fly and this was not a nightmare conjured up by Pitch. This was very real and very terrifying. He couldn't feel the Earth, he couldn't find Baby Tooth, nor could he find his staff.
It had taken the staff to realize this and after several moments of tracking it down, he was given his staff and given the explanation that he sorely needed but he also wasn't sure he wanted. They gave him his space soon enough to think over the proposition of what they were asking. He held his staff tightly, backing up against the wall and sliding down. There was no question about whether or not he would help. What had him so frightened was just where and when he was. Would North and the others still be around? What about the kids? And what about him? He couldn't fly!
His hands shook as he fought off another attack of anxiety and panic, could he even speak with Manny?
Jack was on his feet and racing out of the room before he knew it, barefeet slapping against the floor. He dodged other nurses and personnel with ease, jumping off the walls and probably scaring everyone in his path with his frantic running. If it wasn't flying, it was running that sometimes helped Jack calm down and think. Even if he would end up getting hopelessly lost in the process.
Like now, he was out of breath and exhausted and he was in a place he didn't recognize but, despite all that, he felt better and his thoughts slowed down so he could better think all this through. He fell back against the wall, sitting down and closing his eyes. Just calm down, Jack, and take it slow...
[ooc: Feel free to tag while he's in the room or on the run or for wherever he ends up when he finally stops running!]