first snowball ❅ video (open to both courts; post feast)

[winterwork]

[There's a boy with white hair, quite obviously rather young however, staring with eyes blue and wide, a curiosity coursing through him as he peeks through closely. There's a moment where he seems quite anxious, as if he's unable to speak, but as he pulls back, it passes fast, a notable smile blooming suddenly on his face. The video shakes from his apparent bouncing, peering into the locket with nervous excitement.]

Hello! The name's Jack Frost, and if you can hear me, if you can see me—I really hope you can see me—please say something, anything, really.

[Fifteen years and he's only ever spoken to another spirit or two. Oh, how he longs for conversation! To be able to hear responses to questions, laughter towards his jokes, anything to let him know that he's heard, that he's seen.

He lifts a hand, hesitating for a beat before a small wave of frost lifts from his finger tips and he blows it forward. A hearty laugh soon follows, quite pleased with the act.]

I don't know much about what's going on out there, but I've got a huge stash of ammo for the best snowball fight you'll experience in ages. Heck, we can even go ice skating or sledding! We'll slide down hills or even mountains of snow. Anything goes.

[His smile grows ever wider with talk of his plans, a slight excited laugh escaping him as he continues to gaze with delight.] Look, wherever you are, it doesn't matter—I can get you one of the best snow days of your life. You'll have a blast. I promise.

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[winterwork]

[He stares back with a raise of his eyebrow.]

And yours is really red. And the sky is really blue. Looks like the leaves are still pretty green too.

video; HE'S THREADJACKING THIS HE DON'T EVEN CURR

[smithwork]

Be nice, Jack, that's Merida.

video; omg GET OUT

[winterwork]

How am I not being nice? I'm a top class gentleman.

video; NO

[smithwork]

Sure you are.

video; pushes off a cliff

[winterwork]

Hey, I'm the one being gawked at. I'm just making commentary.

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[smithwork]

Since she kicked this off, I might as well mention how insanely blue your eyes are. You look like you have snowflake patterns in them, did you know that?

[ Who's avoiding talking about losing his temper? Not him. ]

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[winterwork]

[Someone's in a weird mood all of a sudden.]

Well, that's awfully romantic of you. You're not gonna recite poetry to me next, are you?

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[smithwork]

No, the patterns, they're pretty much exactly like snowflakes. Seriously, haven't you ever looked at your reflection before?

[ STOP TEASING this is science. Sorta. ]

I suppose it's because you're a spirit.

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[winterwork]

I actually don't spend much time staring at myself. I'm not that conceited, you know.

[At least the scolding's been brought down several notches.]

But who knows, maybe I've just made so many that they just got stuck in there.

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[smithwork]

You would be in so much pain if that had actually happened.

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[winterwork]

Absolutely not. My snowflakes are special—magical. They're soft, fluffy, and just need a home, Hic. [A whole heap of nonsense.]

These just happened to find that in my eyes. Maybe you should consider adopting some into yours too.

video; omg Hiccup get out

[notyetlegend]

I can introduce myself, y'know.

video; no you take his wisdom

[smithwork]

You don't want to know Jack, he's like black ice.

video; no

[notyetlegend]

I think I can handle him, mum.

video; unwise!!

[smithwork]

On your own head be it.

[ Prepare to be bugged forever, HICCUP OUT. ]

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[notyetlegend]

Well no need to be a smart aleck about it, I was just pointin' it out because I've never seen someone your age with white hair.

[She crosses her arms over her chest, pursing her lips together.]

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[winterwork]

Eh, well, I'm not really an ordinary person. Side effect of the whole snow thing.

[Probably. Maybe. He honestly has no idea.]

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[notyetlegend]

Th' whole snow thing...oh!

[Her face lighten up considerably some when she realizes she actually knows who he is.]

You said Jack Frost. Is that as in Jokul Frosti?

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[winterwork]

Hiccup's said that name too. I guess I really am famous in some places. [It's still weird to see that some people actually know him.]

I do the whole frost and snow thing, but I'm not entirely sure if I'm literally the same.

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[notyetlegend]

Well, I only know th' name because of travellers that come to th' kingdom, though th' stories they told me didn't say how old you were. I guess I was assumin' you'd be old like th' Cailleach.

[She shrugs, a little unapologetic about that.]

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[winterwork]

Huh. I've read something about that—but no, I'm just a wee lad. [He's not mocking, he's just very amused by the accent.]

And you, you're from Scotland, aren't you?

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[notyetlegend]

She's th' Queen of Winter between Samhain an' Beltane, herdin' th' deer and freezin' th' ground with her staff.

[Merida huffs a little before she smiles.]

Aye, I am. I am Merida, firstborn of Clan DunBroch, daughter of Queen Elinor an' Fergus th' Bear King.

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[winterwork]

Queen of Winter, huh? I don't think I've had the honor of meeting her yet. [Though it sometimes takes a lot to actually get spirits talking to him. There's too many quiet types out there.]

And I'm Jack Frost, prince of the ice and snow, loyal knight of winter song, and bringer of joy and laughter.

[A total bullshit name, but he wants to sound fancy too.]

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[notyetlegend]

I'm not surprised somehow. She's a hag, so she might nae be interested in chattin' to a young lad like you.

[Although that does make her wonder how she passes the seasons onto Brighde. She snorts at his introduction, covering her mouth with a hand before she starts speaking like her mother taught her. Two can play at that game.]

Well met, m'lord Frost.

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[winterwork]

Obviously she has no idea what she's missing out on. [He doesn't mind her obvious amusement. Even if she was seemingly laughing at him.]

Delightful to meet you, ma'am. As you can see, I'm more of a gentleman than that Hiccup might make me out to be.