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“salty winter adult” jack frost. ([personal profile] nippy) wrote in [community profile] bravenewworld2015-06-28 09:59 am

VIDEO + ACTION.

( VIDEO. )

[ the background is of the woods just outside Union and— oh, look, it's the boy who was causing the huge scene at the public discussion about Sanctuary. he seems completely different in demeanour now to the way he was then; his expression and body language are open and friendly.

there is also a Phantump in his lap, with Jack's arms wound loosely around it, and a Pidgey comfortably perched on his head. ]


Suddenly thought about something and I thought I'd open to the public for an answer, since that seems to be the done thing around here. Yes? Am I right?

Okay, so I know I'm a little bit out of the loop with what "the norm" is— uh, pretty much everywhere. [ this is still an understatement. ] But does everybody seriously name the Pokémon they're hanging out with? Why? Isn't it weird? How do you even come up with all those names?

( ACTION #1. )

[ somewhere just outside of Union, Jack is... attempting to practice. it sounds like he might be sticking around for a while, between the people he's been meeting and the Sanctuary troubles. he wants to help all the Homunculi stuck there; and just as much as that, he wants the information the Mages are hiding, because maybe he'll learn something about himself. maybe he'll find out how to get back his memories - and every time he thinks about that, there's ice crackling all over him like jolts of electricity.

but staying in Union means that he's going to be near lots of people, and for long periods of time. he can't go accidentally making blizzards and causing huge explosions of ice spikes - that's fine out in the middle of nowhere, but somebody might really get hurt here.

so he's gotta get himself under control. but by the gods, training is boring.

and also not very successful at the moment, judging by the way the ice that Jack was gathering in his hands just blew up in his face. the blast radius is enough to hit anyone that might have come near to investigate the noise, too - they get front-row seats to a blast of icy wind and a faceful of frost. Jack's hair is blown back and frozen in place, and there are ice crystals all over his face. ]


Oh, come on! I had it that time! [ a Duskull is doing giddy loops around his head. Jack snatches a wooden shepherd's staff up off the ground to jab playfully at the Pokémon. ] Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. Just you wait - next time you're sleeping I'm gonna freeze you to the wall.

( ACTION #2. )

[ this is less of a singular event and more of an "any time a character happens to notice it" thing, because - did you know Jack's been sleeping on the streets?

well. Jack's been sleeping on the streets. on the nights when he stays in Union rather than the surrounding woods, he tucks himself into alleyways and corners, anywhere it seems likely he'll be able to sleep shielded from the morning sun. this doesn't always mean he ends up in the most unnoticeable spot he could find, and with his Pokémon lingering around him, he could certainly be caught at night or in the morning before he wakes. feel free to question the dirty homeless teenager.

he's tried to convince his new friends to go to the Pokémon Habitat, because even if it feels too awkward for him to sleep there, it's a place meant for them. they have refused. so the boy can also be found with a Phantump cradled against his chest, a Pidgey sleeping on a rooftop overhead, and a Duskull keeping vigil over him. ]
my_father_is_a_tycoon: (Quiet Concern)

Action 2

[personal profile] my_father_is_a_tycoon 2015-06-28 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Lenna remembers speaking with Jack at the meeting about Sanctuary. She didn't address him directly in regards to his status as a Homunculus, but he certainly said it loud enough for anyone to hear. And unlike some nobles, she is absolutely willing and eager to literally put her money where her mouth is with regard to helping people in need.

Approaching slowly so as not to startle him, Lenna crouches down and gently places a hand on his shoulder.]


...Hello?
morituri_nolumus_mori: (Pomoc!)

Video;

[personal profile] morituri_nolumus_mori 2015-06-28 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hey, it's the kid that Rincewind was mutually afraid of (it's not hard to be afraid of everything, really). He seems to have ... er ... cooled down. None of the political drama from earlier had been mentioned so...this was a safe post? Yes, it must be safe. Rincewind could turn the feed off anytime. Ah, good. He he goes. ]

Mine's just The Luggage. I can't imagine it ever having another name.

[ and to illustrate his point, the feed roughly turns, bumping around accompanied by a soft curse, and points at a curly-toed boot. The image wobbles sideways and loosely focuses on an ancient travel trunk. ]
platinumlucifer: (pic#9190072)

Action #1

[personal profile] platinumlucifer 2015-06-28 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Wow!

[ Talk about a shocking surprise! Thankfully for Excellen, her lightning-fast reflexes kick in fast enough that she avoids becoming a blond sniper-sicle, if only just. Jumping away from the immediate blast, she launches the Goomy clinging to her shoulder. He bounces a few times before finally scuttling behind the woman's legs.

The draft was nice, at least. ]


Yikes, that's brisk! Are you all right there?

[ The Goomy peeks out from behind before tentatively popping out again. NO ICE PLEASE. ]
Edited 2015-06-28 01:05 (UTC)
punchesyu: (What do you MEAN the food's not edible?!)

Action 2 i hope this prompt is ok!

[personal profile] punchesyu 2015-06-28 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
[He's taking a walk around the city, trying to get out and see more of the sights. He's been busy with his own work, and he doesn't even see Jack as he rounds a corner and...walks right into the guy while he's sleeping against a wall.]

Yaaaaah!!!!! [He yells as he goes face first down into the concrete, butt right up in the air, looking kinda pathetic.]
my_father_is_a_tycoon: (Eheheh)

[personal profile] my_father_is_a_tycoon 2015-06-28 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Lenna's hands come up to cover her mouth as she lets out a brief gasp at the sight of Jack's arm phasing through the ground. She's clearly worried, but he seems not to be in any pain, so she does her best to politely overlook it.]

I... ah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. We spoke before, at the meeting. My name is Lenna Tycoon.

[She very briefly extends a hand for a shake before realizing that's probably not a great idea when one of his is stuck in the ground, and quickly drops it again.]

Did you... sleep out here all night?
punchesyu: (man i don't even know what to name this)

[personal profile] punchesyu 2015-06-28 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
[He groans on the ground, not moving for a moment-]

Uuuuugh, that's gunna leave a mark-! [He picks himself up, rubbing his face. He'll be fine.]

Jack? What the hell are you doing sleeping in the middle of the sidewalk?!
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[personal profile] punchesyu 2015-06-28 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Living out in the woods isn't the same as sleeping in the middle of the sidewalk.

[He's just going to point that out, sighing.]

You look like a total bum, I thought that maybe you had a place out there or something.
my_father_is_a_tycoon: (Soft Smile)

[personal profile] my_father_is_a_tycoon 2015-06-28 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Ah... yes. My mistake.

[Oh good, he's out of the ground. Her posture relaxes a bit as she coughs into her hand.]

But since you're new here and most likely don't know, if you're planning to remain for a while, I can help you find a place to stay.

[Jack may not be used to warmth and compassion, but Lenna's smile is full of it at the moment as she extends her hand once again, offering to help him to his feet.]

My family has always done our best to help people in need, and I've been working to set up a charity fund to assist the poor of Union as well as those from elsewhere looking to make a fresh start. Including refugees fleeing from unfavorable situations elsewhere.

[She's not going to call him out as a member of that last situation out loud, but the implication is there.]

I had said some of this before at the meeting, but I do want to help. I don't know anything about science or magic, so unfortunately I can't make any promises about that... but I do have my family's money and political connections. I'm much better at fighting with words than with fists, and the negotiating table is my preferred battlefield, but I'll use what resources I have to help whoever I can.
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[personal profile] platinumlucifer 2015-06-28 09:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ She notes the ice on his staff, but writes it off as nothing more than a bit of his power. Or, at worst, showing off. Excellen wouldn't discount either option. Still, she's all smiles, so obviously it's all good. ]

That's okay, I've got a nasty habit of sneaking up on people. You okay back there, Slimer?

Gooooo.

[ All good here! ]

See? No harm done.
morituri_nolumus_mori: (Hilf!)

[personal profile] morituri_nolumus_mori 2015-06-28 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It definitely is, though it really does look like a travel trunk. Nothing special there...right? ]

[ Rincewind turns the video back on himself ]


I figure it's like this: imagine you have a room full of mothers, a motherhood, right? Now imagine a small, lost child unleashed into this maternal room. They cry for mommy and a hundred faces turn.

I imagine it's something like that. You can't have a room full of people with the same name and not have a mess, so you go around giving them different names to tell them apart. It avoids that social, awkward silence when someone yells your name and it turns out it was ... er ... another Jim, or Tom, or ...something. It's the verbal equivalent of walking towards someone, them waving at you, and while your hand is halfway in the air, turns out they were greeting the person behind you.
Edited 2015-06-28 13:53 (UTC)
windyflower: (pic#8072743)

Video

[personal profile] windyflower 2015-06-28 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[As Fuuka stared at the screen, she pondered a little before responding to him. Although, after a few seconds later...]

I don't see why they couldn't! I think it's kind of nice to have one for them, don't you think? I don't have one for my Espurr but I might come up with something soon!
morituri_nolumus_mori: (Dowajuseyo!)

[personal profile] morituri_nolumus_mori 2015-06-28 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Right, sounds reasonable. They'll know you're talking to them in any case.

[ Rincewind has little experience in the naming of Pokemon. The Luggage was a hand-me-down so he never had the pleasure of naming it himself. It didn't matter though. The Luggage is the luggage after all. There'd never be a different name for it unless it became something else like... like... ]

[ Yeah, not happening. The name can't change. It just can't. ]
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[personal profile] windyflower 2015-06-28 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hm...how can she explain this?]

Have you asked them yet? Do they want to have names?

Because even if it does seem weird, I suppose it's a way to make themselves a little different from the other Pokémon?
punchesyu: (never have enough icons of him freaking)

[personal profile] punchesyu 2015-06-28 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Cuz you're gunna get picked up off the street one day!

[And it's not going to be by someone Jack would want, he thinks.]

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[personal profile] a_gentle_boy 2015-06-28 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[It had been a late shift at the Medical Center - one deadly poison case, one out of control Dragon caught in an Outrage, and he had found himself volunteering to man the front desk while the real doctors and nurses worked to save lives.

It's past midnight when he leaves, and he looks about as tired as he feels.]


Late dinner tonight... Sorry, Bandit.

[The Purrloin curled up in his arms yawns loudly and hisses its displeasure; Lucas gives it an ameliorating pat on the head.]

Tomorrow, I'll make you something nice.

[As they travel down the dark and silent streets, Lucas is hardly in a state of mind to notice anything out of the unusual. Purrloin, though, is a different matter. As they walk past a dark alleyway, its ears perk up and it swivels its head towards the entrance.

Hopping out of Lucas's arms, it slinks its way down quickly towards the sleeping group of Pokemon.]


Bandit...! Get out of ther -- ...Oh?

[In the darkness, he can faintly make something out sprawled across the ground. Bandit meows out a question while he prods at the group of strangers.]

No, we're not going to take their things!

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