Power Swap: Dog & Butterfly (Jack)

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Brooke had been having a grand ol' time with this new power thing. It had taken her a bit of time(a few of those times she was chased by some desperate looking korean kid that she just ignored) but Brooke had finally figured out that it wasn't really a good idea to be bestowing all of her "happy" dust on every single person she came across. Also that she shouldn't be flying around everywhere she went, because the backaches she got were worse than when she had big boobs. Not that she ever had big boobs, but Brooke had enough of an imagination that she could fathom a fairly good idea of that kind of pain.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, Brooke was on a leisurely stroll around the general area of the lake, but rather than being on a stroll, she was buzzing around like a dragonfly. Or maybe a butterfly because they were prettier, but the wings were more like a dragonfly's so that's what got the simile. Of course, there was no way she was going out without putting on some awesome threads for the fairy-play, so Brooke threw on some pink stuff that looked all flowy and fairy-like before heading out for her leisuriness.

She skipped and twirled across the lake, barely touching the surface of the water on her bare toes and just all prancing about like she was one of the swans from Swan Lake. Or something like that, she'd never seen the ballet and honestly, Brooke didn't actually know ballet either so she was just ad-libbing and goofing about like normal.

However, normal was definitely relative as there were certainly a bunch of lake visitors staring at her like she was crazy.

[Jack McCarthy]

Jack was most sincerely NOT having a grand old time! In fact it was far to say that these last few days have been the worse Jack Mccarthy has ever spent in the Hammel institute…like ever. With his Luck all but evaporated Jack felt vulnerable 24 hours a day, seven days a week. God! Was this how normal people felt without super powered luck? You know, non-awesome people. How do they do it? God he was so depressed…

Without his powers at hands, Jack has sunken into a deep depression, not to mention an almost crazed sense of paranoia about a grand complicated plot or conspiracy if you prefer bigger then the man on the grassy knoll, Watergate and Bill Clinton getting a blow job from a fat chick combined! orchestrated by a evil mastermind with the sole purpose of destroying Jack by giving him shitty weasel powers.

He’s been staying aware from Hamel as much as he possibly could. After all the evil Mastermind had access to his dorm room, so he couldn’t go back there. Hell, the entire school was probably in on it. So he spent most of his time in his “office” by the lake. The only place he felt truly comfortable, even though his bag now held a few tinfoil hats, the places were pretty much the same, and even though his hasn’t slept in a week (Yeah! Nice try! That damn conspiracy won’t catch him off guard) This was the first time in what felt like forever since he could truly relax, he though as peered out at the view before him…the swans…the lake…the pretty girl dressed like a fairy dancing on the water.

Wait. What?!

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Whooo! Brooke was walking on sunshine! She was walking on water! Literally!

But she was needing a rest as her muscles were starting to sore a bit. So she fluttered her pretty fairy gossamer wings and tip-toed across the water back to land, towards the bank that was fairly close to the tree-line. There were some rocks, a good collection of them, close to the bank. Even a giant boulder that she could conveniently sit upon while she rested her back.

Mmmmm.....it was warm too. She flopped down on it, taking in the warmth like a cold-blooded reptile. But she was much prettier than a snake, or a lizard.

She rolled herself over onto her tummy and let her wings shimmer in the sun. Brooke thought she saw something, someone in the trees, a collection of trash it looked like. Hmph. How horrible that people would just leave their piles of trash just lying around to dirty up nature like they did. Though if she cared to look closer, Brooke might have seen the figure of a boy she had threatened to castrate before. In the meantime, she closed her eyes and started humming a madrigal while she kicked her feet up behind her.

[Jack McCarthy]

So....yeah…Jack certainly wasn’t expecting this….it was…different.

Jack gasped in utter shock, and stared at the strange sparkly female figure creep gracefully out of the lake (More like float out of the water much to the shock of one crazy conspiracy nut by name of Jack McCarthy and seemed to curl herself up like a cat on a nearby rock.

…Ok, Jack knew what was going on here. He may have turned insane but he wasn’t stupid! Clearly that due to his lack of sleep and constantly drinking and smoking as much as possible, he had begun hallucination…quite vivid hallucinations, but hallucinations nonetheless. Jack closes his eyes and shook his head back and forward muttering to himself, before opening his eyes and…nope! She was still there! What the actual shit?!

More investigation was require Jack decided, as he crept closer to the girl only the find….”Brooke?!” Brooke Liewelyn was dressed as a fairy.

That bears repeating; The woman who once threatened to rip off his genitals was in front of her dressed with a fairy princess, and and…was she smiling?! As long as Jack had known brooke a smile was rare, she had never seen her look so happy.

…Jack had to admit. She looked good.

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Brooke wasn't just dressed as a fairy, she was a fairy. Hawt damn, she was a fairy!

She honestly liked this power a lot more than her other one because....she could escape easier? Maybe? Flying was fun. Being a kitty was fun, but nothing beat flying. And the dust, Brooke could definitely get used to it. Not all at once like she had the first day Brooke discovered that her old power had been completely replaced by this new one, but just a little bit at a time made the world seem just a little brighter. A little more fun. It worked a hella lot better than her normal medication and there seemed to be very little conflicts between the two.

Brooke's eyes were still closed when Jack called out to her and she fluttered them open with a gentle flutter of her wings to sprinkle just the tiniest amount of dust, just enough to keep her in this little high but not so much that she completely lost sense of the world. Her grey-blue eyes flicked up to the boy. "Heeeeeee," she beamed at him with a wave.

She lifted herself lightly with another quick flutter of her wings and hopped down to him, her hands femininely held behind her and her head cocked sweetly to the side. "Hi, Jack. I'm Jill. Want should us to get some water?"

[Jack McCarthy]

Well, this took a weird turn….

Jack had to admit, these last few weeks have been, well….strange would be a word used to describe the event of these last few weeks. A far better word however would be absolutely bat shit. Yes, that sums up the last few weeks quite nicely….it’s been the most surreal few weeks of Jack’s life. But this?! This?! This took the cake.

“Ummmm…Brooke? Are you feeling alright?” Jack said in a deliberate voice that made him sound like he was talking to a wild animal. Clearly something has happened to her, Brooke Llewelyn had the power to make all sunshine and happiness in the universe die a million and one horrible deaths and now she was dancing around like a fairy what the hell was going on?

Jack came to three conclusions; A. Brooke was crazy. B. She was on some INSANELY powerful drugs C. He was on some drugs.

“Ummm…No” Jack said backing away slowly from the clearly insane woman. “I’m too busy…ummm…being sane, but you go and enjoy your trip…But I’m sure I’ll be in your like all the other voices….I’ll going to go back to reality ok? You enjoy being crazy.”