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Post by Jack Frost on Apr 3, 2013 23:45:24 GMT -5
Jack Overland Frost was still confused, still lost, still alone. He didn’t know how to go about anything anymore; he didn’t know what to do anymore. He needed someone to talk to who understood, someone like Nicholas St. North or one of the other Guardians, maybe even Jamie. Jack Frost looked into the darkness of the forest that he just wandered into. He didn’t know why he was here or even understood why he was here, the child of winter was just here and that’s all he knew.
Jack continued to walk, dragging his staff behind him. He held his head of white spiky hair down as he walked, staring at his pale uncovered feet that left frost prints in the ground as his staff left a trail of frost. It was getting dark outside, and Jack knew that he needed to find somewhere he knew he would be safe. Jack let out a sigh and was now standing on ice. He looked up and saw the familiar lake of his back in Burgess. Jack smiled. This was his lake, this was his home. The very spot he stood now was the spot that he had fallen through the ice all those years ago saving his younger sister from the terrible fate that he was trying to prevent, though he did save her life, he ended up sacrificing his own and that was how he became Jack Frost and a Guardian.
Jack then started running on top of the ice of his lake, happy as he possibly could for now. yes, this is where he was going to spend his night and the rest of his nights until he was back in Burgess, here on his lake.
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Post by belle on Apr 4, 2013 12:33:58 GMT -5
Belle was in a new part of the little place they were in. Walking around she found out it was chilly and she looked about her surroundings. Snow was on the ground and it reminded her of the place where the Dark Castle used to be. As she wondered around she watched someone on the lake and smiled a bit. The princess stood there and she looked about some more.
"Hello?" she called wondering if she could hear him. Belle frowned and looked down then looked up at them again. She was lost and confused but wasn't too sure upon how she got here. A sigh escaped her as she watched him on the lake.
//Ugh, this is crappy I'm so so sorry dear, it will get better once we move along..//
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Post by Jack Frost on Apr 8, 2013 11:03:31 GMT -5
Jack Frost glided across his lake. He was moving smoothly, perfectly, his feet staying flat on the ice. Jack Frost was happy here with the cold, happy to feel the cold of the ice on his ice cold skin. He had twirled happily and stopped. The child of winter took a deep breath before putting his staff down on the ice. He then sat down beside it and lay down with his back against the ice. He was staring up at the sky, but it wasn’t the sky he was looking at, it was what was in the sky, the moon. He wanted to know if it was the same moon, if it was Manny (as the Guardians called him), Man in the Moon.
The white haired boy stood up. He still had a smile on his face, even though the moon hadn’t spoken to him at all. He had then heard a voice calling to him. The child of winter looked over and saw a young woman standing there. She seemed confused, lost. Jack stopped and he then glided across the ice over to her, looking at her curiously.
“hello to you too.” Jack said to her, not really knowing how else to answer her hello.
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Post by belle on Apr 8, 2013 11:34:32 GMT -5
Standing there she said nothing for a moment. Watching the young boy simply glide across the lake make it hard as ice. Belle remained silent for a moment and she watched him for some more time. The young woman remained silent and she didn't want to break his concentration. However he seemed freezing and cold and she wanted to make him warm but she didn't know how. The boy didn't seem to be complaining so she didn't do anything for sometime.
Belle stared up at the moon as well and tilted her head. Then she looked at the boy who glided over to her. She took a small step back and she blinked. Studying him up close and personal now. Belle said nothing for sometime and she said nothing.
As nervous as she was Belle couldn't bring herself to speak for some reason. A sigh escaped her and she looked at him again. "Its freezing out here.." she began. "Aren't you cold?" she asked looking upon the boy. "Tell me young one, what were you doing out on the lake?" she asked staring at him still waiting for his answer.
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Post by Jack Frost on Apr 9, 2013 22:53:12 GMT -5
Jack Frost looked at her. She was staring at him and that made the child of winter a little uncomfortable. Why was she looking at him like that? He watched her step back and knew that it was probably because he was coming at her so fast. Jack didn’t have a problem stopping himself though. He was born in ice. She looked like she couldn’t talk, which made Jack start laughing at her. He wondered if he made her nervous all of the sudden since he was up close to her.
Jack Frost was about to say something when she said that it was freezing out here. She then asked him if he was cold. Jack laughed. Before he could answer that question she had asked him what he was doing on the lake.
“I am cold.” Jack said, knowing that she meant something completely different from what he answered. Jack’s natural body temperature was cold since he is Jack Frost. He held his hand out for her to see for herself. “on the lake? No, out on my lake. This is my home.” Jack smiled to her, knowing that she wouldn’t understand by that. “my home as in this is where I became who I am.” he then finished, looking at her reaction.
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Post by belle on Apr 24, 2013 13:48:03 GMT -5
Standing on the shoreline of the lake, Belle remained where she was and brought her hands in front of her. Clasping them together lightly and she eyed him still. Wondering why a young boy was out there at this time of year. It was odd really to be the only place to be this cold.
Quirking a brow at him she said nothing for sometime and she kept silent. "Then why aren't you wearing a jacket or anything? You'll get sick" she said staring at him. Belle managed to smile lightly and she looked upon the boy.
"Your home is the lake?" she asked in a confused voice. Belle inhaled and sat on a near by bench and fixed her cloak. "Who are you if you don't mind on me asking?" she questioned moments later staring upon him and saying nothing for a moment.
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Post by Jack Frost on May 3, 2013 15:56:04 GMT -5
Jack Frost looked at Belle and he tilted his head to the side. She was just staring at him as he was staring at her. She seemed that she was confused that he was out here by himself on the lake like this. He had been alone for some time until he had become a guardian. That’s usually what happens when no one believes in you, you’re alone. Now that Jack had taken out Pitch and helped save the world from falling into another Dark Ages, and was now believed in.
Jack looked at her when she spoke. She had asked him why he wasn’t wearing a jacket or anything and that he would get sick. Jack shook his head to her. She had then went on and asked about the lake being his home and then she had asked who he is. Jack smiled to her. “I’m Jack Frost. Winter is my specialty.” Jack said as he made a snow flake appear in his hand and sent it over to Belle and watched it land on her nose. “whats your name?” Jack had then asked her again.
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Post by belle on May 15, 2013 10:37:18 GMT -5
Studying the boy, Belle's motherly instincts kicked in. She was worried about his health and she wanted to take him some place warm. It was freezing out here and she didn't know why she was out here herself. Belle said nothing for sometime and she kept where she was for a while. Hearing his name was Jack Frost her eyes widened.
"You are Jack Frost?" she asked moments later. Giving him a small smile. "Its a pleasure to meet you" she said to him as she watched him for sometime more. He was very interesting and she said nothing keeping silent. Giving a giggle she remained silent. "My name is Belle" she said in a small voice. "You must be freezing, " she said to him. "Well if Winter is your specialty, then there isn't wrong in that" she said chuckling moments later.
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Post by Jack Frost on May 21, 2013 0:00:11 GMT -5
Jack Frost stared at the young woman, watching her trying to decide if he wanted to stay or not. She looked lonely, like she wanted someone to talk to and Jack figured the least he could do is be a friend to her. He then looked at her and her eyes widened when he said that his name is Jack Frost.
She asked if he was Jack Frost and smiled at him. He had nodded to her and smiled back at her. “yeah I’m Jack Frost and it’s nice to meet you Belle.” Jack had said to her after she had introduced herself. Jack looked at her when she said that he must be freezing. Yeah she didn’t know the half of it. Jack nodded and she then said if winter is hiss specialty then there isn’t anything wrong with that. Jack let out a small laugh with her as she chuckled. “yeah I am freezing but it’s me, not because it’s cold outside.” he said to her with a small smile.
“so why are you out here all alone?” Jack Frost had asked her curiously, not really knowing what’s out here in this forest at night.
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Post by belle on May 28, 2013 22:13:35 GMT -5
Belle stood there for sometime being concerned for the boy's well being. It was cold out here and she wanted to know why he was out here. Her motherly feelings were kicking in and she wanted to help him. Hearing his name was Jack Frost, she said nothing for a moment. Giving a small laugh she smiled a bit. Belle remained silent and watched him with interest. Having heard things about the boy in books and many other things, Old tales and things like that, Belle was happy to meet him.
"The pleasure is all mine Jack" she said in a small voice keeping wehre she was. "Oooh, I see now" she said nodding her head. Hearing his explanation and everything. "You know Jack, I had heard about you. Whenever winter comes and all that" she said nodding her head. Finding a bench she walked over towards it and sat down watching the boy for a moment.
Hearing his question she said nothing and she looked up at him. "Oh, just getting some air. Exploring my new home that would seem like, and trying to get to know the area at night and during the day" she explained. "I wanted to know what the place looked like at night anyways" she said smiling to him.
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Post by Jack Frost on Jun 8, 2013 0:12:34 GMT -5
Jack Frost looked at Belle curiously. She seemed like a really sweet person and Jack wouldn’t mind seeing more of her around. He would love to get to know her more and maybe become great friends with her. He looked at her when she said that she heard about him. He smiled to her and nodded. Jack watched her sit down on the bench and he jumped on top of his staff and just sat there, perfectly balanced. He didn’t want to follow her over there, to not make her colder than she already is.
She had told him that she was out here to get to know her know home. He raised an eyebrow at her and shook his head. “well, this is no way to get to know a new place. Walking around, you don’t see everything. You need to get the birds eye view.” Jack laughed a little and he jumped off of his staff. “how do you feel about heights?” Jack asked Belle with a smile. He had never taken a person other than kids with him. Jack Frost smiled to her wondering what she would say to him.
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Post by belle on Jun 8, 2013 10:05:51 GMT -5
Remaining where she was she looked upon Jack as he spoke to her. Belle said nothing but she was worried about the young mans safety upon the ice. Worried that it would break and he would fall in and be sick. "You should be careful out there Jack" she warned in a small voice. Belle looked around then back at him.
Belle gave him a light smile "Perhaps your right about the birds eye view" she said to him. "But everything is just fine upon the ground I guess for me. Since I can't fly. Unless I have some magical ability to make me do so" she said in a teasing way. "And I don't know about it!" she said rolling her eyes. When Jack got off his staff she looked at him and tilted her head. "I'm fine with heights, why do you ask?" she asked raising an eyebrow. Unsure of what he was planning.
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