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

[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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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.

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.]

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?

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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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.]

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.

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.

Och, like I'd listen to him anyway. He can't stop me from talkin' to who I want.

[She pokes her tongue out. So there.]

It's not like he's my mother.

Well, he seems to get off on scolding people and ordering them around, so you just have to allow him to just let it out a bit or else you never hear the end of it.

[He's already learning the hard way.]

Or I can make life as difficult for him as possible.

[Mer plz.]

Oh? The rebellious type, aren't you?

Maybe just a little.

[Her grin says otherwise.]

[He's on to you.]

Prefer a little fun and adventure in your life, hmm?

I only got to get out of th' castle every once in a while. Wouldn't you prefer adventure and fun?

[Really, wouldn't you?]

Hmmm—[pretending to be in so much deep thought here] I guess it suits my fancy a bit. Flying through the skies. Playing with the snow. Doesn't sound too shabby.

[She giggles a bit before she smiles wistfully.]

Must be nice, bein' able to go where ye want.

The freedom's definitely a nice thing. And what, those long locks of you can't flap you into the sky?

I prefer horseback to th' sky.

Ah, you're a horse gal, then. As long as you're having fun, though I can't say I've ever actually ridden one myself to know.

Never ri...och don't tell me you're like Mister Prissy Pants up there who doesn't like horses.

No, I'm not like Prissy Pants. But I can fly, so there's really no point to really hop on one of those.

...I bet horseback's faster.

I don't think you're fully aware of just how fast I can go.

I don't think you're fully aware of just how fast a horse can go.

I can fly across the world in a night, you know.

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