Jack

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Jack watched the battle unfold between Lawrence and the speedster, noting how different their fighting styles were. Lawrence moved with precise control, each temporal shift calculated and elegant. The villain relied on raw speed and chaos, wild and unpredictable. When Kate's punch missed its mark, Jack realized trying to match speed with speed wasn't going to work. They needed a different approach. The bear spirit stirred within him, offering ancient wisdom about hunting - sometimes the best strategy was to make your prey come to you. Frost gathered around his massive frame as he channeled his powers. Jack dropped into a crouch and slammed his palm against the ground. Ice crystals exploded outward from the point of impact, spreading across the earth like lightning branches. The frozen path snaked towards the area where the speedster had been running his patterns. The hippie villain hit the ice at full speed. His vintage boots found no traction on the slick surface. Arms pinwheeling, he went down hard, sliding across the frozen ground before coming to a stop flat on his back. Jack's lips curled into a satisfied smile. He'd managed to give his teammates the opening they needed. Now they just had to capitalize on it before the speedster could recover.

Ok just barely beats that lol Trip roll of 18

Ok so if i do a power stunt trip attack would it look like this? Trip 8 (Slippery slope, Magic, extras: perception range, str or dex power check) [16pp]

Jack watched Owen's interaction with the cartoon jaguar with growing understanding. If Owen was playing along so naturally, there must be more to this strange situation than just random chaos. His friend clearly recognized this setup. The canned laughter echoed through the room again as Owen dramatically smacked his forehead. Jack fought back a grin - the timing was perfect, like his babushka's favorite shows. "Is simple solution!" Jack boomed, stepping forward and gesturing at his massive frame. "I help eat pizza! In Russia, ve have saying - 'anchovy shared is anchovy doubled.'" He paused, scratching his head through the basketball jersey. "Maybe lost something in translation, da?" Jack was starting to feel like he was getting the rhythm of this place - it was like a dance, each movement timed to invisible music. "Besides," Jack continued, warming to his role as he clapped a friendly hand on Jaxxer's shoulder, careful not to tower too intimidatingly over the cartoon cat, "vhat kind of team captain vould I be if I let friend eat whole year of pizza alone? Is not healthy training diet!" He shot a quick glance at Owen, hoping he was playing this right. The sitcom setup felt oddly comfortable - no powers to control, no real danger, just silly problems that could be solved with friendship and terrible puns. It was almost relaxing, in a bizarre way.

Jack's deep laugh echoed through the parking garage at Owen's attempt at Russian. The words came out a bit mangled, but the effort warmed Jack's heart. Few of his American friends had tried learning any Russian phrases beyond "da" and "nyet." "Not bad, not bad at all!" Jack's massive shoulders shook with mirth. "Though maybe need little practice on pronunciation, da? But is good point - why we never skip arm day at gym!" He flexed his free arm playfully, careful not to let his excitement trigger any frost. The bear spirit rumbled contentedly inside him, pleased by both the companionship and the mention of training. Working out with Owen had become one of his favorite parts of the school week - it was nice having a lifting partner who could handle the specially reinforced weights without breaking them. "Though maybe ve get strong enough soon, will need find new gym!" He shot Owen a conspiratorial grin, remembering the last bench press they'd accidentally warped. The school's maintenance staff had not been especially happy that day. Jack felt Lynn's delicate fingers slip into his massive palm, her hand practically disappearing in his grip. He gave her fingers a gentle squeeze, careful as always to control his strength. The bear spirit inside him purred contentedly as he slid his arm around her shoulders, drawing her against his side. Even through his sleeveless hoodie, he could feel her warmth contrasting with his naturally cool temperature. "Is nice having normal date, da?" He grinned down at Lynn tucked under his arm. "Maybe if ve stop fighting monsters every time ve try to eat, you not dump me!" His deep laugh echoed through the parking garage, though a tiny voice in the back of his mind whispered that he wouldn't blame her if she did. Being with him wasn't exactly peaceful. Before anyone could respond, his stomach let out a thunderous growl that seemed to shake the concrete pillars around them. Jack's cheeks flushed slightly pink against his tan skin. "Bear spirit very hungry," he said with a sheepish smile, patting his flat stomach with his free hand. "Maybe ve talk more over food?" The spirit rumbled in agreement, sending a pleasant warmth through Jack's chest. These moments - just being a normal teenager with his girlfriend and friends - meant more to him than any superhero battle. Though he'd never admit it out loud, he treasured every peaceful minute he got to spend with Lynn.

Jack watched in awe as Lynn transformed from terrified to tactical in mere seconds. The sonic boom she created sent wolves flying through the air like furry projectiles. His massive bear form had to dance and weave to avoid getting hit by the unconscious bodies whizzing past his head. "Vow! Maybe I should just go home, da? Seems like little speedster has everything under control!" He let out a rumbling chuckle that sent frost crystals dancing in the air around his muzzle. The bear spirit within him swelled with pride at Lynn's display of power, though it remained alert and ready. The sight of her taking charge despite her earlier fear made his chest warm despite his icy exterior. His massive form shifted slightly as he dodged another airborne wolf, ice armor crackling with the movement. The bear spirit particularly enjoyed watching the wolves - creatures that normally struck fear in their prey - getting launched like tennis balls by Lynn's speed-generated blast. Jack's world narrowed to a single point of horror as the wolf's jaws clamped onto Lynn's shoulder. The bear spirit's protective fury merged with his own terror, creating a maelstrom of primal emotion that erupted from his throat in a thunderous roar. The sound shook the very air, crystals of ice forming and shattering in its wake. Without conscious thought, his massive paws shot forward. Ice-covered claws wrapped around the wolf's jaws, one above and one below. With strength born of desperate rage, he wrenched the creature away from Lynn. His grip shifted to the wolf's throat, lifting it effortlessly into the air. The beast thrashed and clawed at his frozen fur, but might as well have been attacking a glacier for all the effect it had. Jack stood motionless, watching through arctic-blue eyes as the wolf's struggles grew weaker. His grip remained firm, shutting off its air supply with methodical precision. The bear spirit within him growled in satisfaction as the creature's movements slowed, then ceased altogether as unconsciousness claimed it. For a brief, dark moment, Jack considered ending the wolf's life. His claws tightened fractionally. But even through the haze of protective fury, he knew this wasn't the creature's fault. Something had driven it to this unnatural behavior. With a rumbling sigh, he carefully lowered the unconscious wolf to the ground. Turning back to Lynn, he dropped to one knee beside her. His massive form seemed to shrink in on itself with concern as he focused his powers. Water molecules pulled from the humid air, swirling around his claws in an intricate dance before flowing toward Lynn's wounded shoulder. The liquid glowed with a soft blue light as he channeled healing energy through it, willing her injury to mend.

Jack's world narrowed to a single point of warmth on his cheek where Lynn's lips had touched. His heart thundered in his chest, drowning out the giggles and applause from the other students. A goofy grin spread across his face without his permission or awareness, his brain temporarily shutting down all higher functions except for the memory of that brief contact. The bear spirit rumbled contentedly within him, sharing his joy in that moment. But their shared bliss shattered as the massive green lizard materialized near their table. Jack's expression shifted instantly from dopey happiness to focused attention, his posture straightening as he assessed the newcomers. The lizard carried himself with aristocratic bearing, his tailored suit and proper British accent suggesting refinement rather than threat. The mouse companion was equally well-dressed, though something about its presence made Jack's skin prickle with unease. Neither showed aggressive intent, but Jack had learned early in life that the most dangerous predators often appeared the most civilized. His voice emerged as a deep rumble, carefully modulated to project calm authority despite his concern. "Miss Victoria," he addressed the teen without taking his eyes off the strange pair, "Yous know these... gentlemen?" The bear spirit stirred restlessly beneath his skin, ready to emerge if needed, but Jack kept his tone steady and non-threatening. No need to escalate unless absolutely necessary.

Jack followed Lynn onto the dance floor, his heart thundering like an avalanche in his chest. Despite his massive size, he moved with surprising care, hyper-aware of every step. The bear spirit inside him felt unusually quiet, as if it too was trying not to disturb this delicate moment. He caught sight of Owen leading Kadene to the floor and couldn't help grinning. Jack gave his friend an enthusiastic thumbs up, nearly forgetting his own nervousness for a moment. Taking Lynn's small hand in his enormous one, Jack positioned himself like he'd seen in those old romance movies his mama loved. His other hand settled carefully on Lynn's waist, treating her like the most precious thing in the world. She moved with such natural grace that Jack found himself relaxing, letting her subtle guidance keep him from trampling her toes. "Well…Not so bad, da?" he murmured, getting lost in her eyes as they swayed to the music. A flicker of movement caught his attention, making his enhanced senses snap to alertness. But the familiar scent that reached his nose made him relax - mistletoe, and underneath it, the unmistakable smell of Mattie. Looking up, he spotted their friend's hand dangling the plant above them. A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest as he shook his head at her antics. Meeting Lynn's gaze again, he leaned down slightly, then paused with a playful grin spreading across his face. "May I be so bold as to steal another kiss, milaya?" he asked, his accent thickening with affection.

Jack stepped back inside from the balcony, his heart soaring higher than the stars they'd just been under. Frost still clung to his formally informal t-shirt, and tiny ice crystals sparkled in his white hair from their magical moment outside. He offered his elbow to Lynn with an exaggerated formal bow that made his massive frame seem almost comical. The grin plastered across his face refused to fade - not that he wanted it to. This evening had transformed from one of careful hope to something beyond his wildest dreams. His chest felt ready to burst with joy, especially knowing Lynn understood his past, his powers, everything about him, and still wanted to be with him. Across the crowded room, he caught Owen's eye. His best friend took one look at Jack's face and instantly understood what had transpired on the balcony. Jack shot him a knowing wink and grin, the kind that could only pass between brothers-in-arms who'd been through everything together. Jack turned back to Lynn, his smile somehow growing even wider as he gazed down at her. The bear spirit inside him practically purred with contentment. "Vould you like to dance?" he asked, gesturing toward where Velocity was showing off her moves. "I must varn you though - I dance like drunk moose in snowstorm." He chuckled, not caring one bit about his lack of coordination. Nothing could diminish this perfect moment.

Jack shifted his massive frame in the passenger seat, feeling like a bear trying to squeeze into a shoebox despite the SUV's generous proportions. His knees nearly touched the dashboard even with the seat pushed all the way back. The cold outside didn't bother him - his connection to the polar bear spirit kept him naturally warm - but he wore a sleeveless hoodie anyway over his bare chest and shorts for appearances. He twisted sideways, attempting to find a more comfortable position. His hand brushed against Lynn's thigh as he adjusted, sending a slight chill through the fabric of her jeans from his naturally cold touch. He let his fingers linger a second longer then proper for an accident before letting his hand rest on the center console between them, close enough to feel her warmth. Catching Lynn's eye, he gave her a knowing smile, his white hair falling slightly over one eye. The bear spirit inside him rumbled contentedly, picking up on his happiness at being near her. The cramped space seemed less confining with Lynn beside him, her presence making everything feel more right somehow. Jack couldn't help stealing glances at Lynn as she navigated the BMW through traffic. The weeks apart during winter break had felt longer than he'd expected. Sure, phone calls helped, but they weren't the same as being able to catch her scent or feel the warmth of her presence next to him. His bear spirit had grown restless during their separation, pacing in his mind like a caged animal. The time at home with his parents had been... complicated. His mother's careful questions about school always seemed to dance around the topic of his powers. His father's proud smiles felt tinged with something else when Jack accidentally frosted over a glass at dinner. They loved him - he never doubted that - but sometimes their eyes held shadows of the son they'd had before the bear spirit changed him forever. He hadn't mentioned Lynn to them yet. The thought of explaining how he met her, about Claremont, about everything that came with being a superhero... it was easier to keep that part of his life separate. Thank god for Owen and their gym sessions. Between sets of weights that would have broken normal equipment, they'd commiserated about missing their girlfriends. Owen understood what it was like having someone special away at sea, even if Kadene's absence had been for different reasons than Lynn's European trip. There was something comforting about having a best friend who got it - both the superhero stuff and the relationship stuff. The bear spirit rumbled contentedly as Lynn's familiar scent filled the car. Whatever complications existed with his family, right now none of that mattered. He was exactly where he wanted to be. Jack let out a deep chuckle, his broad shoulders shaking slightly. "Is definitely faster than walking, Zaya Moy." He turned his head toward Lynn, his white hair falling across his face again. "And having beautiful girlfriend with nice car makes it even better, da? Could get used to being driven places." He flashes her a playful smile. The bear spirit inside him purred contentedly at Lynn's closeness, making it hard to focus on anything else. But he forced himself to twist around in the cramped passenger seat, shooting Owen an exaggerated look of disbelief. The movement made his knees bump against the dashboard again. "You serious, solnyshko? Asking polar bear if he eats seafood?" Jack's thick Russian accent carried his amusement. "You have not lived until you catch leaping salmon with teeth! Is true test of fishing skill." The memory of his first successful catch flooded back - the icy spray of the river, the flash of silver scales, the primal satisfaction as his jaws snapped shut. The bear spirit stirred excitedly at the recalled taste. Jack had to consciously dial back the frost starting to form around his fingers where they rested near Lynn's leg. He couldn't help grinning at Owen's expression. "What, you think bears only eat berries? Is good protein! Although..." He wrinkled his nose. "Restaurant probably frowns on catching own fish at table..." he pretends to be very sad at this thought before laughing again.

Ok so jack is going to all out attack the wolf and improve Grapple if it lands. Attack roll 20 DC 23 Toughness save if hits Grapple check 33 See how those go then do IC

Jack's sensitive nose had already picked up the scent of one person lurking nearby - a mix of sea salt and exotic spices that didn't quite belong among the winter air and crowd's normal urban smells. So when Kadene materialized, Jack managed to keep his startled jump to a minimum. The first appearance though, Riel's - that one had caught him off guard. His bear spirit bristled slightly at being surprised, but Jack kept it in check. "Da, is good to see you both," Jack nodded to the twins, admiring their practical fur clothing. At least some people dressed sensibly for winter, even if he didn't need to himself. When Owen started pulling treats from his pockets, Jack's face lit up with childlike delight. The rich smell of chocolate and caramel made his mouth water instantly. "Owen!" Jack's booming laugh echoed across the plaza as he playfully punched his friend's arm, careful to hold back his strength. "You see? This is vhy you are best friend - always bringing snacks! Is like having tiny babushka in giant coat!" He accepted the treat bag with exaggerated reverence, already eyeing the caramels inside.

Jack's heart leaped into his throat as he gazed down at Lynn's beautiful face, her dazzling smile making his chest tighten with pure joy. His massive hand dwarfed her delicate features as he tenderly wiped away the happy tear trailing down her cheek, allowing his thumb to linger and caress her soft skin. A deep chuckle rumbled in his chest at her words about speedster impatience. "Ve are in big trouble then - you vill need much patience to deal vith slow, simple bear like me." Before she could protest, Jack leaned down, closing the distance between them. His lips met hers in a kiss that was both gentle and firm, pouring all his feelings into that single moment of connection. The bear spirit inside him roared with approval as Jack wrapped his massive arms around Lynn's waist, lifting her effortlessly off her feet to bring her closer. The temperature around them dropped as his emotions spilled into his powers, his bear spirit's joy manifesting in waves of arctic cold that radiated from his massive frame. Delicate snowflakes began swirling through the air, dancing around them like stars fallen to earth, catching in Lynn's blonde hair like a crown of diamonds. Along the balcony railing, ice crystals sprouted and bloomed into an array of perfect frozen flowers - roses, lilies, and wildflowers spreading from one end to the other in a spectacular display of winter magic. The crystalline blooms sparkled with an inner light that matched the ethereal glow of the scars across Jack's chest, nature and spirit working in perfect harmony to create something beautiful. He could feel the bear's satisfaction rumbling through him as their shared power transformed the warm night into their own private winter wonderland.

Jack felt a wave of warmth spread through his massive frame as Lynn leaned against him, her slight weight both delicate and grounding. The bear spirit inside him settled into peaceful contentment, a stark contrast to his earlier nerves. A soft chuckle rumbled in his chest. "You know vhat scared me most at gallery? Not thugs or fighting - vas vorried my powers vould scare you away." He shook his head at his own foolishness. "That day in park... I never forget. You changed everything for me." His voice grew softer, remembering the vendor who'd passed before they met, though he kept that sadness inside. "First time I saw you, thought maybe I died again and you vere angel." He let out another quiet laugh. "Is very cheesy, da?" With infinite gentleness, he placed one massive finger under her chin, tilting her face up until their eyes met. The city lights reflected in her gaze as he spoke with quiet intensity. "I am sorry you lost someone special like that. Takes time to heal such vounds." He took a deep breath, then spoke softly in Russian, "Ty samyy krasivyy chelovek, kotorogo ya kogda-libo vstrechal," the words rolled off his tongue with a warmth that English could never quite capture. "Ya sdvinu zemlyu, chtoby snova uslyshat' tvoyu igru." These were the same words he had hurriedly exclaimed during their extra credit outing, now spoken in a slow basso tone with more emphasis and feeling. "You are the most beautiful person I have ever met, I'll move the earth to hear you play again." He laughed softly. "Dat is vhat I said to you when I gave yous flowers…but now I add dis: Moye serdtse b'yetsya tol'ko dlya tebya. It means, "My heart beats only for you."" The bear spirit gave him an encouraging rumble as he gathered his courage. If Owen could face down a pirate queen, surely he could do this. His heart had soared at her admission of liking him. "Lynn, I vant you to know - there is only you for me. I vould very much like to date you, just you." His voice grew softer. "But if you need more time, I vill be here. However long it takes." He looked deep into her eyes with a small smile.