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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. ]

Comments

[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.

[icy]

You can? [ Color him surprised. ] The way I do it is ... Uh, it just kind of knows I'm there, it speaks to me. It knows me, knows where I live and want to go.

I could give you an introduction.

[flightsuit]

That's a lot different from the advice I've been getting. Which is mainly to just wave my hands around and expect something to happen. [Demonstrating, he does just that, shaking his hands before laughing, aware of how ridiculous it looks.

But he pauses to stare with a raised brow at the offer.] You'd do that?

[icy]

Sure I would. It's not about controlling the wind, it's more talking to it. Think of what you can do as a connection or a new language instead of a command.

[flightsuit]

Like ... dragon riding. [He realizes he's been an idiot in how he's been going about with this, that it should have been more obvious from the beginning. The comment is mostly to himself as he laughs at the trigger of the lightbulb going on in his head.]

That's — that's smart. Makes a lot of sense actually. And I'm guessing you're kind of an expert in the whole wind-flying hobby, huh?

[icy]

[ A genuine smile (first helping Quill, now Haddock!) is scoured away by a cocky grin. ]

Oh, I'm the expert, no questions asked.

[flightsuit]

Oh, then forgive all of my rudeness, Your Wintery Highness.

[His attempt at a stern expression fails as he breaks into chuckles over it.]

Then it's some weird strike of fate or weird coincidence that I saw you. Which clearly worked out so well considering I started off as an actual jerk. Which ... I'm sorry about. [He shrugs, but he means it.] Wouldn't be the first that I unintentionally come off that way.

[icy]

[ The apology-that-actually-is-one is unexpected when it comes around this time, more so than before, leaving Jack astonished for a beat until he rubs the back of his neck and huffs a chuckle. ]

Don't worry about it, man, you're not the first and won't be the last. Let's just get your windy powers taken care of, then it's our turn to fly.

[flightsuit]

Well, I'm definitely motivated. It's been a while now since I've had a flying buddy who wasn't just Toothless. [Flying with his mother seems like ages ago now.]

Do you normally fly on your own?

[icy]

[ A flying buddy. That's exciting to hear for Jack, his temperament a world away from frosty now. ]

Only the geese, sometimes. They helped me learn how to fly at first, how to ride the wind and work with it.

[flightsuit]

Really? Yeah, a lot of the learning process was observing the other dragons. Kind of started out with just literally winging it in the beginning. A lot of trial and error there.

[He chuckles, but the prospect of hitting the skies again have him excited.]

So when does the training start, boss? I know you're a pretty popular guy right now.

[icy]

You're eager, huh? Not long, I want to scout out this place first. I'm not used to being trapped in one country.

[flightsuit]

It sucks, doesn't it?

[Though he knows a bit about being stuck in one place, knowing he could never get away from Berk for too long. At least not without angering a couple of people in the process.]

I've been tempted to just go off anyway, but ... well, new world. Probably should avoid getting into trouble this fast.

[icy]

I wouldn't usually care, except I've never had this many people see me before. I might mess up and hurt them, if they tried to put me in jail or ... whatever they'd see as a fit punishment.

[ Because Jack could easily break out, even without his staff, but he'd rather not risk hurting anyone in the process. ]

[flightsuit]

There's plenty of ground to cover at least, right? [At least it looks that way to Hiccup, who's known more ocean than land.]

And new people to meet. Never seem to stop running out of those around here.

[icy]

Yeah, that evens out the pros and cons a little. You have a dragon, so I bet no one's going to come at you for anything.

[flightsuit]

Don't know about that. Dragon or not, I get kind of locked into the whole notion of doing something wrong to get people furious with me.

[icy]

Doesn't dragon-fire melt bones and steel and all that stuff?

[flightsuit]

Course it does. Also has a knack with catching plenty of other stuff on fire, plus tearing down structures and buildings. Keeps my popularity constantly on the opposing side.

[icy]

Aren't there any icy dragons? You're so fiery, both of you. May as well be the Spirit of Summer! Not enough frost.

[flightsuit]

Spirit of Summer? Does that make us rivals?

[A smug little smirk, he breaks into a laugh.]

Actually, there was a huge one I met right before I came here. The Bewilderbeast — kind of actually the king of dragons, since he's the big alpha. It shoots these big blasts of ice that can destroy entire islands. Kind of better when you're on his good side.

[icy]

I dunno, are you gonna start dancing around Maypoles and wearing garlands in your hair?

[ Heheh. ]

The king you say? Obviously he was! [ PUFFING UP A BIT, AHW YEA. ] Don't know why I ever doubted it, it's the natural evolution of things.

[ Hiccup may as well have called Jack the king of the dragons, at this rate. ]