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bigkanimaoncampus) wrote2014-09-26 06:54 am
bigkanimaoncampus) wrote2014-09-26 06:54 am
002 // Cold Steel Wolf
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[ Jackson hated the woods. They were filthy, exposed and unnecessary. Not to mention the insulting lack of supplies. The message, however, was a welcome invitation. But he didn't care about us-versus-them. It was him versus everyone else. Even what remained of his pack wasn't safe, if they chose to cross him. He could always bite more people.
Because Jackson? He was an alpha. A cold, uncaring, ruthless alpha. He never spent time as the kanima, lacking the issues that had led to that for his counterpart. He'd need some semblance of a heart to be anywhere near that. But he was also from a little further along the timeline. Having taken on the Alpha twins and taken their power from him.
He could be found stalking through the woods. Seeking his pack. Seeking infiltrators. Seeking anyone he could find an excuse to kill. ]
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[ In looks, he is no different. But in voice, he certainly is. There's a cold stillness to him. An overwhelming sense of control. Making him sound closer to Peter Hale than the little ball of fury that was the original version of Jackson. ]
There is only one person who's going to win this. And no one will stand in my way. So we're going to work out a little deal. Anyone in my pack--[ The word sounded like poison on his tongue. ]--should already know what that is.
[ Jackson hated the woods. They were filthy, exposed and unnecessary. Not to mention the insulting lack of supplies. The message, however, was a welcome invitation. But he didn't care about us-versus-them. It was him versus everyone else. Even what remained of his pack wasn't safe, if they chose to cross him. He could always bite more people.
Because Jackson? He was an alpha. A cold, uncaring, ruthless alpha. He never spent time as the kanima, lacking the issues that had led to that for his counterpart. He'd need some semblance of a heart to be anywhere near that. But he was also from a little further along the timeline. Having taken on the Alpha twins and taken their power from him.
He could be found stalking through the woods. Seeking his pack. Seeking infiltrators. Seeking anyone he could find an excuse to kill. ]
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[ In looks, he is no different. But in voice, he certainly is. There's a cold stillness to him. An overwhelming sense of control. Making him sound closer to Peter Hale than the little ball of fury that was the original version of Jackson. ]
There is only one person who's going to win this. And no one will stand in my way. So we're going to work out a little deal. Anyone in my pack--[ The word sounded like poison on his tongue. ]--should already know what that is.
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So she reaches inside her backpack and grabs a fistful of mountain ash, not hesitating before throwing it at Jackson's feet, from behind Kira.]
Stop, Kira. [He's trapped. And she doesn't want to leave him there like that. But it's either that or him hurting someone else. And more than likely himself.]
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Furious and wounded, he moved to strike again. But his hand was halted by an invisible barrier. Confused and angry, his gaze dropped to the ground. His anger turned sour, realizing what it was. He turned that furious gaze on Lydia, looking past Kira. ]
You're only delaying the inevitable, Lydia.
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[Her eyes narrow at him as a warning, but she reaches for Kira's arm and pulls her away from the barrier. They need to get away from him before he can figure out how to break out.]
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I'm not just a girl with a sword.
[She leaves it at that, prepared to leave in whatever direction best suits Lydia. She's not a fan of mountain ash herself.
Also, the barrier only extends so far. Jackson could figure out the whole 'see how far it extends and go around it' thing before they have a chance to lose him.]
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