Jack stumbles to a halt midair, which is probably an amusing sight. He just stares for a moment, gobsmacked, but maybe only because he didn't expect a would-be victim to dodge him quite so neatly.
His mind is racing, rapidly putting pieces together. His memories returned to him pretty quickly, including the unpleasant ones. Kosmotis Pitchiner. A name even Pitch Black did not remember. But, having seen what's happened to a few other familiar faces here, it's not hard to guess what's going on now.
Jack recovers quickly, grinning up at Pitch. If he looks a little shaky about it, maybe that's just from the surprise of finding himself confronted with a worthy opponent.
"Challenge accepted!"
He feints left, then right, darting under and up the tree to try and pelt Pitch from the back.
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Date: 2018-02-19 12:53 am (UTC)His mind is racing, rapidly putting pieces together. His memories returned to him pretty quickly, including the unpleasant ones. Kosmotis Pitchiner. A name even Pitch Black did not remember. But, having seen what's happened to a few other familiar faces here, it's not hard to guess what's going on now.
Jack recovers quickly, grinning up at Pitch. If he looks a little shaky about it, maybe that's just from the surprise of finding himself confronted with a worthy opponent.
"Challenge accepted!"
He feints left, then right, darting under and up the tree to try and pelt Pitch from the back.