11-22-2015, 11:53 AM
As soon as he could move, Jason dropped into Alpha stance expecting imminent danger. He slowly and steadily began to rotate, keeping himself crouched into Alpha. Eyes scanning the visible terrain for any form of danger. After a few silent minutes Jason finally came to the conclusion that he was safe, and eased himself back to normal height. In the far distance just on the horizon of whatever world this was, Jason could see what appeared to be massive sized structures, each one placed conveniently in every direction. It was like a compass, only Jason didn't know which direction was north, south, east, or west!
It mattered little anyway seeing be didn't know where in the hell he was, and that fact only pissed him off. He mulled over the possibility that this could all be some sort of mental test by Parthanax, but then dismissed the idea as he recalled the one sided conversation with that being earlier. Perhaps said being is an acquaintance of Parthanax and this really IS a test? If that is the case he had better start figuring out what the hell the end game was!
It would probably be a good idea to get a birds eye view of the terrain, ya know, figure out if this place actually is the way it looks from down here. With that in mind, Jason crouched low to the ground surface before propelling himself skyward into mach 1. A frown grew on his face once he realized he was maintaining one speed. The fuck? He could feel the burning if his Dragon Soul, but he couldn't access his flight speed. " Come on come on come on come on come on! " He bellowed out. Trying again and again to enter mach 1, to no avail. Jason would hover in place his head downcast, only for a moment. Pitching his head backward he screamed out in rage towards the vast skyline in an epic dragonic beastly roar that could be heard for miles. His chest burned, but it wasn't because he was hurt or anything like that. Jason felt helpless.
His speed wasn't all that was gone however. He could feel that his inhuman strengths were no longer within him. Yes he still had inhuman strength, but not as much in comparrison to before! Is this what it was like to be mortal? Was that the test then? Perhaps Parthanax was trying to show him he took his abilities for granted? That must be it! Once again turning his face to the sky he bellowed out " Parthanax! I understand what you are trying to show me! What is it you would have me do!? "
Half an hour or more must have passed since he asked that question, and he was still hovering many feet above the surtave awaiting an answer. That's when he began to feel fatigued. It came as an odd rush to Jason for Zepharians has massive amounta of stamina and could usually fly for hours before feeling the slightest bit of tiredness. A downcast expression plastered onto his face, Jason began to slowly descend back to the ground where the large fountain sat. He grew fearful that this wasn't a test after all...
It mattered little anyway seeing be didn't know where in the hell he was, and that fact only pissed him off. He mulled over the possibility that this could all be some sort of mental test by Parthanax, but then dismissed the idea as he recalled the one sided conversation with that being earlier. Perhaps said being is an acquaintance of Parthanax and this really IS a test? If that is the case he had better start figuring out what the hell the end game was!
It would probably be a good idea to get a birds eye view of the terrain, ya know, figure out if this place actually is the way it looks from down here. With that in mind, Jason crouched low to the ground surface before propelling himself skyward into mach 1. A frown grew on his face once he realized he was maintaining one speed. The fuck? He could feel the burning if his Dragon Soul, but he couldn't access his flight speed. " Come on come on come on come on come on! " He bellowed out. Trying again and again to enter mach 1, to no avail. Jason would hover in place his head downcast, only for a moment. Pitching his head backward he screamed out in rage towards the vast skyline in an epic dragonic beastly roar that could be heard for miles. His chest burned, but it wasn't because he was hurt or anything like that. Jason felt helpless.
His speed wasn't all that was gone however. He could feel that his inhuman strengths were no longer within him. Yes he still had inhuman strength, but not as much in comparrison to before! Is this what it was like to be mortal? Was that the test then? Perhaps Parthanax was trying to show him he took his abilities for granted? That must be it! Once again turning his face to the sky he bellowed out " Parthanax! I understand what you are trying to show me! What is it you would have me do!? "
Half an hour or more must have passed since he asked that question, and he was still hovering many feet above the surtave awaiting an answer. That's when he began to feel fatigued. It came as an odd rush to Jason for Zepharians has massive amounta of stamina and could usually fly for hours before feeling the slightest bit of tiredness. A downcast expression plastered onto his face, Jason began to slowly descend back to the ground where the large fountain sat. He grew fearful that this wasn't a test after all...
Danger Is Real, Fear Is A Choice