The darkness was all consuming and it was pulling at him. It was the most dangerous time of not being alive, because it was a moment where he almost wanted to just slip away into it all. Of course there was no where to slip away to... just more darkness. Then the pain.
It was different though, and all internalized which was a thanking point for Martha, since the pain of the transformation going into it all was brutal, but this was just like his body resetting in a sense. Jack could feel it all happening around him, and if he could scream he would have, but it was just silence.
Then the spark inside. Always the same, like a match being struck on his skin and re-igniting all of his nerve endings one at a time.
Then he pulled that first breath of air quickly into his lungs, his whole body surging and realizing just how the outfit he'd been wearing didn't exactly fit him at the moment. Of course there was Martha holding him, those deep brown eyes looking into his, and he had to smile, "So tell me, all the right parts?"
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Date: 2007-11-22 10:27 pm (UTC)It was different though, and all internalized which was a thanking point for Martha, since the pain of the transformation going into it all was brutal, but this was just like his body resetting in a sense. Jack could feel it all happening around him, and if he could scream he would have, but it was just silence.
Then the spark inside. Always the same, like a match being struck on his skin and re-igniting all of his nerve endings one at a time.
Then he pulled that first breath of air quickly into his lungs, his whole body surging and realizing just how the outfit he'd been wearing didn't exactly fit him at the moment. Of course there was Martha holding him, those deep brown eyes looking into his, and he had to smile, "So tell me, all the right parts?"