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fourth snowball ❅ voice → video (open to both courts; backdated to the 16th)

[Nothing appears on the locket except complete darkness—simply pitch black, if you will—and all that can be heard is a deep, rumbling voice that echoes harshly.]

They didn't believe in you, Jack. That's why they sent you away ...

—no! Shut up! That's not true.

[This voice is of a certain winter spirit, though one that might not have been heard in quite some time. He sounds strained and frustrated as if he's been listening to this for quite some time now.]

Why else would they leave you all alone, Jack, stranded in another world? They spent a mere week without you here, but you— two-hundred and eighty-five years all alone ...

No! Leave me alone, I'm not afraid of you. They can see me. They believe in me. I'm a Guardian now and you can't scare me. Not anymore.

[There's a flash of light and suddenly the image appears crystallized as if ice covers it, though the faint sign of a silhouette appears beyond it.]

Don't be mistaken. You're still alone. People will leave. People will die. And it'll be just you in the end. Just you and the darkness ...

[Another flash can be seen, the sudden shooting of ice from a staff before a growl, dog-like in its nature is heard. Several more flashes of the ice-like bolts are shot before the growling comes to a stop.

Several moments pass before the figure moves to pick up the locket, rubbing a finger over it to wipe the layer of frost off. Revealed is the face of the known winter spirit, surprised as he is as though he hadn't realized the locket was on until just now, looking the same as he always has in appearance though his expression reads him to be more worn, more aged. The brown cape he used to wear is gone now as well, replaced with a more modern looking blue hoodie, decorated with flecks of frost at the edges.

He breathes out a sigh before he finally speaks again.]

It's me. I'm—I'm back.

( ooc: for those who hadn't known, jack had gone through an enchanted sleep just before this where he was canon updated from 1727—only fifteen years of being a spirit—to 2012, post-movie. so while he was only asleep in the drabwurld for a week, he spent 285 years on his own in his own world. )

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Well, that dog was far more charming than the one who felt like serving up dragon-sushi to me. You okay?

Y-yeah, you know how it is. Everything that deals with me is charming.

[He tries to shrug it off carelessly, but while it certainly might not have seemed as graphic as Hiccup's image, the meeting (as in his head as it was) continued to clutch tight to his heart even now, the engulfed darkness still managing to leave him panicked and disorientated. He chooses not to talk anymore about it though, hopeful that Hiccup won't ever have to deal with Pitch.]

I'm alright. Sorry I got strayed again.

I need to let Toothless rest up, he's been airborne for a while now. Can you meet me at the northern Spinebacks?

[ Maybe the flight there will give Jack the opportunity to set his head on straight, since it clearly isn't just yet. ]

Sure. You two just take it easy for now, okay? I'll be there soon.

[Flying back up into the skies certainly does help with clearing his mind, the brightness of day acting as a comfort from that darkness he just had to deal with. Most of the dogs he had come across had been exactly as they seemed to be, terrifying large canines, but this was the first to really dive into his head, grasping at his fears.

He breathes easier now, soaring through the skies allowing a light fall of snow to trail down from the skies before he glides lower to catch sight of a boy and his dragon a bit more easily.]

[ On the north face of one of the lower mountains, Toothless has lit a fire near the entrance of a shallow cave, little more than a hollow in the rockface for dragon and rider to catch their breath without fear of the dogs far below. Hiccup doesn't doubt they'll scale the mountainside eventually, but for now the snowy tundra rushing down below is a comfort. A literally cold comfort, wrapped in a spare blanket from Toothless's saddle-store, bundled back against the Night Fury's warm side.

Hiccup notices a speck of blue swooping out of the clouds and waves to catch Jack's attention if the flickering small bracken-fire hasn't. ]

You're late.

[Within the slight white blanket over the mountains, he catches sight of that burning fire with a giant dark dragon standing out clearly making Hiccup's waving hands the last thing Jack even spots. Still, it brings a relieved smile as he glides down with a trail of snowflakes behind him, doing a quick scan for any possible dogs in the area before landing on his bare feet in front of them, blue frost creeping out from below his toes.]

You know me. Needed to make a grand flashy entrance.

Pull up some uncomfortable, ass-numbing rock, and welcome to our humble abode. [ Because he doesn't think Jack will want to go into detail about his recent excursion with the dogs, Hiccup uses his canny eye. ] You're better at flying now. Been practicing just a tad?

[ With almost three centuries of it. ]

Yeah, I had just a little bit of time to kill. [Making light of the situation is about all he's learned to do. Pouting and crying about the time he had to spend alone wouldn't make it go away, so there was no point. Especially when he was finally back.

He perches up on a rock some short distance away, taking note of Hiccup's seemingly cold state, kind enough to not add some additional chills by getting close. With knees up to his chest, he points his staff over to his friend.]

So I hope you've put that cocky attitude of yours aside, because I can—guaranteed—beat you in a race for sure now.

[ The look Hiccup and Toothless share is a deeply sceptical one, with the dragon snorting as he lays his head on his paws once more and Hiccup bending the knee above his pegleg, his other foot sprawled out close to the heat of the fire. ]

We'll believe it when we see it, snowflake. Until then, just keep telling yourself aaaaall the things you please.

[Jack breaks into a hearty laugh, successfully distracted from his previous worries of the vicious dogs. Amused, he shoots out a ball of frost aimed directly for Hiccup's nose—time has given much better accuracy for things like that too.]

You're highly underestimating me, friend. Remember how cool and amazing I was when you met me? I am ten times that person now. I'm only trying to tone it down now because I don't want you to be too overwhelmed so suddenly. See? I'm that much of a considerate guy.

Urgh. [ Swiping his nose free of frost, he bundles down in his blanket. ] So no more rides with me and Toothless, huh? That must be seem so boring for you now.

Hmm, well I know you just enjoy my company so much that it wouldn't be fair to just completely abandon you. [He stands his staff on the ground below to set his chin over the crook.]

I can still tag along every now and then. Just for you.

I feel so honoured, Your Highness. You hear that, bud? The Winter Prince himself is deigning to hang out with us on his days off.

[ Toothless snores. Hiccup chuckles. ]

Yeah, good. Because it's a privilege. Peasants beg at my feet daily for a chance like that!

[He breaks into a wide grin, his shoulders shaking from his laughter. Settling down, he ducks his head down with a sigh.]

I really did miss flying with you though. I mean, birds are fun and all sometimes, but hey, they aren't dragons. Or you, I suppose.

[ Ahw yea, puffing up his super manly chest. ]

Let's be real, it's no wonder you'd eventually start to miss all of this.

[ FLEXINNNG. ]

[With an amused snort, he picks up a small pebble, tossing it into the air before hitting it with his staff and shooting it to that armored manly and super buffed up chest.]

Ay, ay, what'd I say about getting cocky!?

[ His hefty chest wheezes back to its flat state when pinged by that pebble, and Hiccup raises a hasty hand to shield himself in case any more are coming. ]

I only speak the truth. Some have done away with the title of Dragon Master and now often called me the Oracle.

Oracle of tacky ass lies, maybe. [He doesn't toss any more pebbles but he does distract himself with scrapping together bits of snow from the ground into a small mound.]

You sure it was only a week? Seems like too short of a time for your head to get this much bigger since I've been gone.

Oh, you know. The time just flew by, I didn't really notice.

[ It dragged; every second, every minute, each day was a year. Hiccup offers Jack a smile, eyeing that mound of snow. ]

Hey, that better stay where it is.

Well, good thing I came back just in time before it got too inflated. I doubt poor Toothless could've been able to support the weight of it.

[He leans down, gathering up that mount in his hands to round it up in a ball shape.]

Sorry, what was that? Can't hear you over that raging ego of yours.

[ Hiccup pulls Toothless's wing up to his eyes, peering over as he hunkers down. ]

Don't you dare, Jack, it's freezing up here.

Is it? I thought you were this big, tough guy. A little cold is gonna bring you down?

[He grins, tossing the snowball up and down in place.]

While we're sitting on a mountain? Yes.

[ He's never coming out, goodbye friend. ]

[He rolls his eyes with a chuckle, bringing back his arm in position to throw it. Except when he does, he tosses it up, clutching his staff immediately to hit it, forcing it to break. The result is shimmering frost that glitters as it trickles down like snow around the small camp, just dodging the set up fire in the center.]

[ Hiding under a wing, Hiccup peeks out in time to see the shimmer-fall, smiling at the sight of it (and relieved not to be a target, along with the fire). ]

You got stronger, too.

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