Frozen in Time • Secret Angel + Angel_Lass [1×1]

[SORRY! I've been boycotting Saphira :p Shes supposed to post on our rps >< I didnt mean to neglect our rp as well!]

Jack spared her a wiry smile. "That's right." He said, eying her camera. "Fancy meeting you here."

While she was startled, so was he. He would have to have words with that little death goddess-- taking down his veil like that. She could have ruined every thing with that little stunt.

"Isn't it sort of late for a woman to be out alone?" he looked around the all but deserted park. Aside from the two of them not a soul seemed to be around.

He laughed. "Yes, I remember. It wasn't exactly long ago." he pointed out playfully. A light flurry had begun to fall again, leaving the tickling feel f O-zone around them.

"Safe town or not, I would feel better knowing you got home in one piece." He offered her his hand up. "Let me walk you home."

It was like a scene from a fairy tale. A kind knight in shining armor offering the fair maiden a brave escort through the dark woods. A light breeze tossed his hair effortlessly, for a moment the luminescence of the moon giving his pale skin an almost ghostly glow.

He watched her with unwavering eyes. When she seemed to hesitate, he offered her a reassuring smile. "I don't bite." he promised.

Jack cleared his throat awkwardly, shifting with her hand in his. "Not to be weird, but I need to know where you live to walk you there, Ms. Tori." he chuckled, seeming now a bit shy that he had her permission to walk her home.

This was a good in, he decided. Once he became human she would have already met him. Too bad, it seemed the Mother Goddess had another idea in mind.

A few weeks after he escorted her home, the time had come for him to embark on his mortal adventure. The Court of the Gods met all together to witness what had never before taken place-- a God being made man.

Jack entered the around room, his ice blond hair drifting lightly on the breeze as he moved, his eyes scanning the crowd. He spotted a few faces he recognized, though realized suddenly none of them could really be called supporters for his cause. A small fleet of women in black sat beside the entrance, while a small army of men in white on the left. He recognized the Goddess of wisdom, and the god of war, though many others didn't seem to ring any bells.

"Neve." A strong yet soft voice called. Jack's head turned to face the Mother Goddess, dressed in a rainbow of colors, ranging from the darkest of moss to the palest of pastilles. "You've come before the court today seeking something. Share with them your plans and our agreement." she ordered, her voice flowing like water, yet crashing against him like a wave.

Jack frowned, looking up at the plethora of faces. None seemed too pleased to be there. "I was offered the chance to be human from the second day of February until the first day of winter. In that time- I would live as a mortal. Be required to get a job, a home- and a wife, as well as a replacement for my current title as Prince of Ice. When I succeed,--" He was interrupted by the Mother Goddess.

"If." She said simply.

"... If." He corrected. "If I succeed, I would be granted the time, for as long as I want, to remain among the humans- to age and progress with them, and experience mortal life. But if I fail- I would be forced to work with no days rest for the remainder of time. No more gallivanting."

The room was silent. Jack, or as his formal name was stated, Neve, was notorious for being a trickster. He always seemed to get side tracked and play games. More than once he had thwarted the god of Wars plans in Russia-- and more than countless times he was to blame for the deaths of many. He would come early and ruin crops, disturbing the goddess of the harvest. To limit him to stay within his boundaries, it seemed like no choice at all.

"All in favor, raise your hand." The mother goddess spoke up.

All hands were raised.

Jack hardly had time to smile when a siring pain shot through his chest. He fell to his knees, gasping, as the pain spread.

"As a mortal you will have no powers." The Mother Goddess said, stepping down from her throne. The room remained eerily silent, despite Jack letting out a straggled cry of pain. "You will have no means of contacting your brothers or sisters, save by prayer and offering. You will not be the same as you are now."

Jack gasped for air, feeling suddenly like he was drowning as his energy escaped his skin. The room felt frigid. Slowly his frosted hair fell flat, darkening to deep bloody red.

"If or when you find a replacement, you will form a blood bond with them. From there, I will handle things." the Goddess stated, kneeling down in front of Jack. "As with most mortals, you shall be imperfect." she said, raising one hand gently to the left side of his face.

A loud ringing noise threw Jack to his right, landing him on the floor, which he was all to aware of was cold. When he mustered the strength to open his eyes, he found he couldn't see out of his left eye, nor had the ringing ceased in his ear.

"You will be half deaf, and half blind." The Goddess announced. "You will learn to work better with others, if nothing else through this experience." She stood upright again, dropping a bag in front of him. Out fell a small blue book-- a passport. A wallet, with ID and 500 dollars, as well as assorted jewelry.

"This is all the help you will get from the Gods." She said. "Should you need more, I suggest you pray." Her voice thundered, echoing in the court.


The next moment, Jack gasped, lifting his head quickly off a table he had been apparently seated at.
His heart pounded as he looked around. It took him a moment to realize where he was. The cafeteria in Tori's school.


Only, you know... >< With clothes.

"Odds are that would be Jack Neva-- transfer in from down in the States..." Aubrey said still flipping through pictures. Aubrey had a work study in the admissions office. As such, she knew the names of almost all the students, even if she didn't know them personally. She glanced over. "Looks like he's a nervous mess." she frowned. "Poor guy looks like he's about to be sick." she mentioned, passing the camera back to Tori. "Nice shots, hun." She added.

The redhead across the room shifted out of his seat, seeming all too leery of walking.

Jack sighed, closing his eyes to fight off the disorienting feeling as he pushed himself to his feet from the table. His body felt heavy, hot, what was more-- he wasn't used to the pull of gravity on him like it was. He opened his eyes once more, grabbing the backpack beside him, noticing immediately it had his name embroidered across it.

He tossed the bag over his shoulder and hesitated. In his pocket he felt a small set of lumps. Reaching in he found a small flip phone and set of identical keys to a lock of some sort. From his experience, he knew enough to know it was for a bike. At least he hadn't been dropped entirely out of the blue it seemed.

A quick look showed only two contacts in the phone. "School Office." and "Mother." Well... that was convenient.

He frowned, stuffing the phone and keys away before glancing around the room, bringing one hand up to his ear. The ringing was still present, annoying and painful. Aside from being more aware of his nose, being unable to see out of one eye didn't seem so bad, not yet anyway. He was sure somewhere someone was watching with amusement.

"Looks kind of lost." Aubrey's boyfriend, Mark, mused as he sat down greeting his girlfriend with a discreet kiss on the cheek.

"Hey hun." Aubrey greeted with a smile. Aubrey and Mark were good people. It was only a matter of time really before they got hitched.

Jack didn't notice Tori or her friends as he passed, despite the venomous glare Aubrey had been shooting Blaire. As he passed on his blind side, he was more focused on the sheet of paper he had fished out of his bag. It looked like a list of some sort, with times and words that really made no sense.

Colge ALGI 143SCI BLD 9:00
World Mythology 320LIT BLD 10:45
Astrology 143SCI BLD 14:25
ENG Comp 212LIT BLD 16:00

What in the worlds was all of that supposed to mean?

"Woah--!"

Jack was nearly thrown off his feet unexpectedly from behind. He stumbled forward a step or two, nearly dropping the slip of paper he was holding onto.

He looked over his shoulder, having been all but literally thrown from his thoughts, and was shocked to see none other than Victoria herself, on her knees gathering up a collection of papers and odd and end items.

He didn't think twice about stopping in the middle of the corridor to help her. What did take some effort, though, was not sneaking a peek up her thrown skirt. In one swift motion, he'd knelt down across from her, getting busy helping collect the fallen materials. "In a bit of a rush, I take it?" he asked, grabbing one paper before it blew off as the door beside them opened and shut, other students passing without bothering to help. Some even laughed.

He stood back up and offered her a hand to do like wise. "Are you alright?" Maybe it was the ringing in his ear that threw him-- but his voice sounded different. Not much. Infact it sounded the same, minus his typical odd goddly accent.

He helped her up to her feet once she accepted his hand. As she introduced herself he just smiled awkwardly. She still had no released his hand.

"Jack." he gave his own name in return. He felt bad, having to take his hand away from hers. "Astrology?" he echoed, looking down to his own paper again. A wave of embarrassment fell over him. Now he felt stupid. Of course! This must have been his schedule. "I--uh--.." he glanced back up at Tori before handing her the paper. "Honestly, I've got no clue." he admitted sheepishly.

He noticed her shift her bag again and frowned. "If you would like, I can carry your bag for you." he offered. When she gave him a somewhat odd look, he hurriedly attempted to explain himself. "I mean, if you're going to show me around, it's the least I can do-- and it looks heavy."

He wanted to just vanish. He never fumbled his words like this before. Then again, he'd never been mortal before.


[OOC: Do you have any form of IM?]

Jack was only barely too slow to break her fall, kneeling down beside her. IT seemed like it was good timing, or the hand of fate as Aubrey hurried down the hall with her boyfriend. They'd seen their friend collapse.

"What happened?" Aubrey gasped, dumping her bag into Marks arms as she too knelt down beside Tori.

"She passed out suddenly." Jack frowned.

Mark set his and Aubreys bags down beside them. "I'll bring the jeep around." he said, already walking off.

It happened to quickly, Jack felt dazed himself. "Shouldn't she go to the hospital?" He asked.

Aubrey shook her head. "Tori doesn't have insurance, and the hospitals far away and crowded to boot." she said. "Welcome to Alaska."

--3 hours later--

By the time Tori came to, it was evening, as evident by the stars outside of the window. She was in her bedroom. The same curtains and alarm clock in her view as ever, with muffled voices from beyond her door.

"You can go home now, if you want. Really, I'm sure she's just tired from working too hard. She'll be fine." Aubrey was attempting to coax someone out.

She seemed to be failing. "I'll go when she wakes up." Jack said in defiance. "I would like to make sure she's alright myself."

Mark, usually quiet, spoke up as well. "You've helped more than enough. With my shoulder, it's a good thing you were around to carry her. Why not just leave your phone number, we'll have her call."

Mark had originally gotten into College on a football scholarship. By the end of his first year, though, he had broken his collar bone and been unable to continue the sport. Now, the quiet theology major just stuck to his class work and girlfriends side.

"Yeah. And if you like, why not leave some of those sketches you've been working on? Tori loves snow-scapes, I'm sure she would love them." Aubrey added.

From the sounds of it, the three had been there the whole time. It seemed the new Jack also carried a similar integrity as the Jack Frost she had met at karaoke. "How about another half hour? If she isn't awake by then, I'll go. It isn't proper for a stranger to be in her house past that time anyway."

A momentary silence fell over the chatter from beyond the door. It seemed they had reached a compromise.

"The hot water should be ready in a moment. Keep an ear out for the whistle, okay hun?" Aubrey addressed mark. "I'm going to go check on sleeping beauty."