08-06-2015, 05:15 AM
BOOM
"Jackie..? What was that?" The small Namekian stopped dead in his tracks, Causing a flurry of dust to strike up as Jack himself came to a sudden, sliding halt. The two now stood on a hill overlooking the tops of the trees a mile or so out.
The Winter Spirit glanced to his far left, where the noise seemed to come from. He noticed a slim clearing up ahead with a just as slim cloud of smoke rising from it, along with the curious stare Krosst was looking at him with, "How far are we from that river Krosst?" Jack asked the green apprentice. Frost himself would have been looking on his own communicator device but he wanted to make Krosst feel usefull, somthing Retane had never practiced with his own allies much, or at least never showed that he did.
Jack had mixed emotions about Retane's mental health since they had partaken in Dante's Abyss, The green man now met Jack's stare with what Frost had determined to be regret. Does Retane regret his decision to kill me? To end my own blind rage? The Orgosynth's rage? Does he feel the shame where I should? Jack mused this as he and Krosst traveled to meet the father Namek. Krosst would never know of the incident that sparked his birth. It doesn't fit him. He is the outcome of my Bloodlust. The savage monster I became would cause him to view me differently. Would he even believe it? Jack pondered these thoughts with a just hand.
"About a quarter mile west of us now." The young Namek pointed with his right arm that grasped his own wooden staff as he glanced at the communicator fused with his left appendage.
Jack was sure the clearing he now turned to face was none other than this river, they searched for. "It looks like your Old man is at it again." Jack said surging forward, leaving Krosst staring at him with his now so familiar curious stare. "Wait up!" Krosst called stumbling forward, "And wha' do ya' mean 'Old man'?" Krosst shouted.
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Jack and Krosst came upon an opening in the trees that only seemed to support a large brooke but became entirely different as the source of the smoke was seen. The mangled buggy lay on it's back charred and smoking on the opposite side of the small river; Jack traced its trajectory and tire marks back from the forest on his side of the bank, then he noticed the People.
Two small Nameks stood next to three other Humanoids, one of which who resembled Torn that had what seemed to be an orange weasel on his shoulder, A female dark Elf from what Jack could tell from the Complexion and hair of the creature and one man who wore a red and gold outfit; all of which seemed to be watching an almost transparent mass of green flame that Frost knew to be none other than Retane and a hulking, olive skinned man who was riffled with muscles and wielded a spear and shield, between the two groups. Jack glanced back at the green flaming Namek and saw the faint glint of metal,
No.
"RETANE!!!" The Guardian yelled at the flaming Namek, merely getting a reaction of a glance in his direction. "RETANE! STOP THIS NOW! Krosst go to your siblings!" Frost shouted to both Namek's, getting a compliance from the smallest one who ran with vigor to the group across the river. Jack started running as well and used his staff to spring himself forward with such a jump that would make any Track and Field coach Cry. Frost arrived on the other side of the brooke with no signs of stopping.
"Retane put the Scythes down!" Jack yelled at the green warrior as he stopped some ten feet in front of him, only to be answered with a deep throaty growl then a moment of silence as the Namek looked him in the eye. Jack saw nothing other than the regret in his eyes. "I know how you feel Retane." The winter spirit called, lowering his voice, "I know you feel regret. I see it in your eyes. You did what you had to do back there in the Abyss. I thank you for that. You gave me a release from the hell th-that Thing caused me. Your regret is killing me my dear friend." Jack mustered these words through a cracking voice as he walked towards the green demon. "Please Retane. Accept my thanks..." Frost let a single tear fall down through his eyelashes that left a semi-frozen trail behind itself.
Retane looked Deep into the eyes of the Icer and made one firm shake of his head before tightening his grip on the chain he already held. He looked past Jack and into the eyes of the Spartan, "Jack. Move."
Jack stood near his ally for a second more before he walked hesitantly towards the group that now accompanied Krosst.
What the hell are you!?
"Jackie..? What was that?" The small Namekian stopped dead in his tracks, Causing a flurry of dust to strike up as Jack himself came to a sudden, sliding halt. The two now stood on a hill overlooking the tops of the trees a mile or so out.
The Winter Spirit glanced to his far left, where the noise seemed to come from. He noticed a slim clearing up ahead with a just as slim cloud of smoke rising from it, along with the curious stare Krosst was looking at him with, "How far are we from that river Krosst?" Jack asked the green apprentice. Frost himself would have been looking on his own communicator device but he wanted to make Krosst feel usefull, somthing Retane had never practiced with his own allies much, or at least never showed that he did.
Jack had mixed emotions about Retane's mental health since they had partaken in Dante's Abyss, The green man now met Jack's stare with what Frost had determined to be regret. Does Retane regret his decision to kill me? To end my own blind rage? The Orgosynth's rage? Does he feel the shame where I should? Jack mused this as he and Krosst traveled to meet the father Namek. Krosst would never know of the incident that sparked his birth. It doesn't fit him. He is the outcome of my Bloodlust. The savage monster I became would cause him to view me differently. Would he even believe it? Jack pondered these thoughts with a just hand.
"About a quarter mile west of us now." The young Namek pointed with his right arm that grasped his own wooden staff as he glanced at the communicator fused with his left appendage.
Jack was sure the clearing he now turned to face was none other than this river, they searched for. "It looks like your Old man is at it again." Jack said surging forward, leaving Krosst staring at him with his now so familiar curious stare. "Wait up!" Krosst called stumbling forward, "And wha' do ya' mean 'Old man'?" Krosst shouted.
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Jack and Krosst came upon an opening in the trees that only seemed to support a large brooke but became entirely different as the source of the smoke was seen. The mangled buggy lay on it's back charred and smoking on the opposite side of the small river; Jack traced its trajectory and tire marks back from the forest on his side of the bank, then he noticed the People.
Two small Nameks stood next to three other Humanoids, one of which who resembled Torn that had what seemed to be an orange weasel on his shoulder, A female dark Elf from what Jack could tell from the Complexion and hair of the creature and one man who wore a red and gold outfit; all of which seemed to be watching an almost transparent mass of green flame that Frost knew to be none other than Retane and a hulking, olive skinned man who was riffled with muscles and wielded a spear and shield, between the two groups. Jack glanced back at the green flaming Namek and saw the faint glint of metal,
No.
"RETANE!!!" The Guardian yelled at the flaming Namek, merely getting a reaction of a glance in his direction. "RETANE! STOP THIS NOW! Krosst go to your siblings!" Frost shouted to both Namek's, getting a compliance from the smallest one who ran with vigor to the group across the river. Jack started running as well and used his staff to spring himself forward with such a jump that would make any Track and Field coach Cry. Frost arrived on the other side of the brooke with no signs of stopping.
"Retane put the Scythes down!" Jack yelled at the green warrior as he stopped some ten feet in front of him, only to be answered with a deep throaty growl then a moment of silence as the Namek looked him in the eye. Jack saw nothing other than the regret in his eyes. "I know how you feel Retane." The winter spirit called, lowering his voice, "I know you feel regret. I see it in your eyes. You did what you had to do back there in the Abyss. I thank you for that. You gave me a release from the hell th-that Thing caused me. Your regret is killing me my dear friend." Jack mustered these words through a cracking voice as he walked towards the green demon. "Please Retane. Accept my thanks..." Frost let a single tear fall down through his eyelashes that left a semi-frozen trail behind itself.
Retane looked Deep into the eyes of the Icer and made one firm shake of his head before tightening his grip on the chain he already held. He looked past Jack and into the eyes of the Spartan, "Jack. Move."
Jack stood near his ally for a second more before he walked hesitantly towards the group that now accompanied Krosst.
What the hell are you!?
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Deadpool Wrote:Another moment -- Jack saving Retane's ass. That was OG.