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[icy]

[ The feed flicks on to show bright blue eyes and a wide white grin. Chuckling, the seemingly eighteen-year-old culprit tips the phone back so it can catch most of him (staff slung over a shoulder, perched somewhere hideously high and whoops, sorry if you get vertigo!) on the viewer. He's had a really terrible Easter weekend back in his own world but this, this place? This is incredible. (He might have taken several dozen selfies with people on the street already. No regrets.) In the past hour, all three cities have suffered a bit of a chilly spell; frost on windows and even light snow in the south as he explores.

Then again, with an ID reading Jack Frost | Spirit of Winter the mystery is somewhat at an end, if you've been wondering where the sun went. ]

Hey, people! Can everybody see this? Hear it? Kids, old fogeys, the whole nine yards — you don't even have to believe in what you're watching, you just can? [ Barking out an excited laugh, Jack's eyes crinkle. ] Oh, man, you've gotta be kidding me.

Anybody want to talk? I've got three hundred years to make up lost time for.

[ Chinning a hand, he settles in a perched crouch. Evidently, for those who pay attention to details, Jack is only frosty in name and powers, old-old, and completely at home with technology. ]

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[flightsuit]

[Remember this weird fellow from out on the street? ]

Is three hundred actually how old you are?

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[icy]

[ Oh, hey, it's Myth Guy. ]

Maybe. What's it to you?

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[flightsuit]

Seems kind of young for the whole Jokul Frosti deal. Are you Jack Frost II? Or something?

[Cause bro, even Hiccup's older than you. Technically.]

[icy]

[ Plaintively; ] Just because I wasn't around for that legend doesn't mean it's not mine.

[ EXCUSE YOU, look how rude this Viking is. In other words, yes, Jack lied. No regrets. ]

[flightsuit]

[Slight pout there, because wow, this guy.]

Just saying. I was around a long time before you and it sounds more like you're a real baby spirit.

[Not that it matters, but hey, messing with gods and spirits seems to have become his new profession.]

[icy]

[ Whoaaa. Don't mind the screen getting a little icy on his side. ]

I've been around way longer than you have, kid. Trust me on that.

[flightsuit]

[He squints a bit at the reaction, eyes catching the forming ice.]

I'm not doubting that. I'm just saying I'm surprised the story's been around longer than you have.

[icy]

So? What's so surprising about a story becoming real? What do you even know about spirits? Or the supernatural? Or any of that?

[ Someone is hella defensive, and it might be the fault of the unaccessed (I don't need it) tooth-casket's weight hidden in his hoodie, Hiccup's know-it-all attitude, and a complete aversion to admitting the other guy is right. I don't know what it means. ]

[flightsuit]

I guess I don't know much since the Jack Frost I've heard about would have known how to take a joke.

[Someone is really hella defensive, considering another someone wasn't trying to jab him with a knife or anything. Apparently not all the things he used to believe in back home were going to play nice.]

[icy]

Your idea of a joke sucks. Has anybody ever told you that?

[ HE STRONGLY SUSPECTS THEY HAVE. ]

[flightsuit]

[SHUT UP. MAYBE THEY HAVE.]

Yeah, well, my life is an entire joke that people tend to have a different sense of humor over, so yeah. Thank you for summing that up for me again.

[icy]

There's no need to get all Hello Darkness My Old Friend on me, I'm just saying.

[ Steady on there, Jane Austen. ]

Fine, I'm not a million years old, but that doesn't mean I'm not me. You want to know who told me who I was? The Man in the Moon.

[flightsuit]

To be fair, you're the one who had the first overreaction. Glad to see we're going off on a great start.

[If someone wasn't Sir McSnapperson over here.]

Máni, huh? Guess I should check that off the list of things confirmed to be real and zooming around the nine realms, then. Buddy of yours?

[icy]

I overreacted? Right, right, let's ignore the part where you think it's hilarious to be as rude as humanly possible in the name of good humor. Good call, man.

[ It takes two to argue, jerkface.

Speaking of, a little more snappishly (because Hiccup ought to learn the difference between blithe annoyance and real ire); ] No. He's not.

[ What does Manny know? How to give Jack every opportunity to screw up and let him do it, apparently. A little guidance over the years? Nope, way too much to ask for. It's no wonder Easter was ruined. ]

[flightsuit]

[Well, this conversation seems to be going just dandy, isn't it?]

Alright, I'll take that as a strike two for things you don't like talking about. [And he had expected talking to Loki would be more of a challenge.]

Look, sorry that I'm not an expert on knowing what spirits are sensitive about. This hasn't exactly become a habit until recently.

[icy]

This isn't about the general masses, don't use me as your sounding board. I'm not so good at that.

[ Or fit to give any advice at all, really. Not that Jack sounds like he cares, airily commenting. ]

[flightsuit]

That's not what I was trying to do.

[He sighs heavily, shaking his head and is just about ready to cut this conversation short, since it doesn't seem to be going anywhere. But as he pauses, he thinks about what was said at the start before tilting his head.]

You ... haven't spoken to anyone in a really long time?

[icy]

[ Whatever Hiccup wants, he's doing it phenomenally poorly. Was, at least, until he decided to shift the subject, which is still uncomfortable for Jack but far easier to brush off as though he doesn't care. ]

Of course I have. They just didn't speak back.

[ Guardians excluded. ]

[flightsuit]

Oh. [He doesn't exactly get the reasoning, but it does give him a little bit of a flashback to his own history.]

Uh, well, bunch of jerks, I bet. That's usually the case. There's always a ton of those. Would know since I'm one of them. [He shrugs with an attempt at a sheepish smile, a subtle apology. He's an asshole. And he knows it, being an everlasting defensive habit.]

Well, you got a lot of them speaking to you know. I've already heard people really excited to have you around, you know.

[icy]

[ The apology-that-isn't gains a small smile. It's always easier for Jack to be happy than sad, so he falls into old routines with that look as a gentle push. ]

You have? Like who? Not you, obviously, but ...

[flightsuit]

Well, it's not so bad having some cold around again.

[Which is quite honestly a truth, still getting used to the warmer weather in the area. Not that Berk's winters were something he all together missed, but a little snow didn't hurt.]

Plus, Hiro was showing off what you did for him. Toothless was bouncing around in it too.

[icy]

I can make it way colder, if you're down with that.

[ Like ... way, way colder, if his grin is anything to go by. ]

Strong northerly winds are the best for flying, y'know? Your dragon would agree. Annnd who doesn't love a good blizzard?

[flightsuit]

Obviously they're a lot better for —

[He pauses as a thought hits him and his eyes widen for a bit.]

Hold on, you ... you deal with the weather. So, you can mess with the wind too? Though that'd make sense, with the connection to Kári and all of that.

[icy]

Forget about the Karen person, this is all me. [ Just like with Jamie and the sled, and a thousand such incidents before. Mememe.

Don't think he misses that spark of interest. ] You want to fly faster than ever before, hotshot? Can't take you overseas because of the political hoo-hah going on, [ which is weird to even think about since it never bothered him before, but that was before anyone could see him, ] although we could head to the west coast of America, no problem.

Day trip sometime? Maybe a long weekend.

[flightsuit]

[He pouts a bit at the comment but it's a teasing gesture as he breaks into a laugh.]

Right, cool wintery party guy over here. [Shaking his head with a grin, he runs a hand through his hair as he goes into thought.] That ... actually sounds pretty good. Everyone keeps telling me to try going west. More space for Toothless too. [City life is hard.]

Actually, I can apparently control the wind. Problem is, I just have no idea how to do it.