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Jack Frost ([personal profile] wintershepherd) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs 2013-05-24 12:45 am (UTC)

Non!Possessed Jack - OPEN

[ It had been idle speculation that caused Jack to pick up a passed-over piece of fallen debris that he found lodged under a bench, but as he stood there holding it and turning it over in his hands (he was far from technologically adept, though he considered himself average for the "modern" world) someone had struck him across the back and sent him stumbling forward onto the ground, the object bouncing out of his hands and across the ground. A nondescript male kedan stood there, wielding a metal bar like a baseball bat... but there was a startling slackness in his face, eyes unfocused, mouth set in a blank line. He came at Jack again and the spirit scrambled out of the way with a yelp as the bar clanged off the stones. ]

Hey! Knock it off, you can have the piece of junk if you want it that bad!

[ The offer did nothing to appease the kedan and he swung the bar again, forcing Jack to use his own staff to block the strike. Thankfully he'd recovered enough that his touch was strengthening the ancient wood with its protective ice and Jack retaliated with a short burst of crackling frost, hoping to scare the native off. Instead a wavering apparition separated from the kedan who stumbled backward, babbling about a ghost controlling his mind. The thing lunged at Jack and the winter teen reacted much as he had to the jianshi, unleashing a sharp bolt of lightning ice at it; it screeched and vanished, leaving only the teen and the kedan.

What was that? Jack asked but there was no answer forthcoming and he looked at his staff. If he could fight them, if the cold fire could hurt them, he'd use it to protect. ]

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