Who: Jackson and Open What: Letting out frustrations on a tree. Where: In the woods When: April 26th; Nighttime Rating: TBD
Bottling up feelings was what Jackson knew best to do. Tessa told him a thousand times to not take it out on others, which he tried not to. That would explain why he was hurling orbs of electricity at a tree in the dark. Each hit to the base crackled as it lit up the small area around him, illuminating the front of him to show a determined scowl on his face.
The tree wasn’t taking the abuse well, slowly shedding away little irregular shapes of the bark. Frankly, Jackson was enjoying the estranged therapy. It wasn’t often that he could just let loose considering usually in the city there were civilians around and police who never liked seeing what he could do, and ending up in handcuffs was not a part of his vision for a perfect day.
He was pushing his limits and trying to see if all the usage would wear him out. A goodnight’s sleep would be more than welcomed by the electrokinetic.
Jackson threw a final orb at the three, noticeably smaller than the last ones; before he sat down on the ground right where he was. It took a lot out of him and if it hadn't been for the events of the past few days - he'd sleep on the ground outside. But he couldn't. Instead, Jackson decided he'd return to his room in a few minutes as soon as he felt like moving again.