The Beach, Monday Afternoon

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Normally, Jack wasn't the sort to stick around in one place for long. His first class wasn't supposed to be until Wednesday, he'd never really pictured himself going to school in the first place, and just sitting around with nothing to do for a few days on end wasn't generally his idea of a great time. He'd have taken off right after the picnic, as a matter of fact, except that this place intrigued him.

Heck, it had surprised him. He'd had more conversations on Saturday at the picnic than he'd had in the three centuries since the Moon had told him his name and then left him alone to figure out everything else for himself. He liked that. So... maybe he was going to stick around to see what those classes were like, after all. Even if the handful of people that had seen him, the people who believed in him, were all that ever did, that was something worth sticking around for all the same.

He was grinning to himself as he mulled that over, walking along the shoreline and letting the freezing Atlantic water splash up around his bare ankles. Every so often he'd laugh, swinging his staff down through the waves, seeing how many droplets he could freeze before they fell down to the sandy beach. It wouldn't keep him occupied until Wednesday, no, but it wasn't a bad way to spend an afternoon.

[Ooc: I'm home sick and the internet is mostly functional, so open for people who can and can't see Jack all the same!]

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"I would have thought the water would be cold this time of year," Yeul called cheerfully, once she'd wandered down to the same stretch of beach the boy was on.

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"Oh, very," Jack called back, turning to give a smile to the blue-haired girl who had called in his direction. Either she could see him - in which case, he liked her already - or she was prone to yelling at empty stretches of beach. Either way, why not answer? He'd spent ages happily babbling at mortals who couldn't hear a word he said, after all. "But that's just how I like it."

And it wasn't like he was going swimming in it. Really, water to his ankles was about as deep as he ever bothered to go. Normally he'd just freeze it and walk on top.

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Yeul stopped a couple of feet from the water and smiled. "Then that’s what matters, I suppose," she said agreeably. "Are you one of the new students?"

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Oh, she could see him. That was even better, and Jack smiled a little more broadly as that question was so easily answered.

"I am," he replied, and then held his staff out to the side, leaning forward in a sweeping bow. "Jack Frost, at your service. Troublemaker, trickster, and spirit of winter."

[pulseof_life]

She bobbed a whimsical curtsy back to him; it seemed fitting.

"It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Yeul, Paddra-Nsu Yeul." Her smile went slightly rueful. "I do not have such a list of titles to share, however."

Though she had a few she would keep to herself for now.

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"Paddra-Nsu Yeul," Jack echoed, mulling on that name for a moment before nodding and standing up straight, giving her a grin. "I like the Yeul part, but maybe I'm biased. It sounds properly wintry, you know?"

Well, maybe she didn't. Yule was a winter festival that was more or less swept aside for Christmas these days, after all.

"You've been here a while, I'm going to guess?"

[pulseof_life]

"A semester," she said lightly, his comments on her name amusing her. "I started in the fall. The first thing I learned about was the Yule holiday." She'd had quite a number of people tell her about her name that first day. "My big sibling sometimes calls me Christmas."

Jack seemed like he might appreciate that.

"My name is spelled differently though; it’s Y-E-U-L."

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It wouldn't be as much as Emily running into Jack than Jack running into Emily, as the girl was also ankle-deep into the water, staring at the nothingness, arms wrapped around her. She had already stood there for long enough that the water was not an issue, but still, it was pretty cold anyway.

Either way, she was too focused zoning out to either see or not see him. Yet.

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Well, unless she was prone to believing in mythological embodiments of the winter cold, she was probably going to continue not seeing him, hearing him, or being able to touch him at all. If nothing else, that was something that Jack was used to.

He stopped a few feet away from the girl, giving her a thoughtful looking-over before looking down at her feet in the water.

"A fan of the cold, huh?" He smirked a little to himself, and then stepped around her, tapping a finger to his chin. "I could give you a little more of that, if you want."

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More like a fan of the cold, Emily was a fan of the numbness. Yes, it was a weird thing to be a fan of, she knew.

And while she didn't outright believe in such things, Emily had both seen and heard weird stuff already, and she was a firm believer of people being there and talking and doing things people did.

So if anything, Emily felt the air getting even chillier for a moment there, making her shudder lightly.

[ ooc: while I don't think she would really qualify, chances are she could probably see him as "just a guy", or maybe see him partly, or what do I know. Whatever works. ]

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"Okay, not really big on the cold," Jack mused, watching that shiver and crossing his arms over his chest. "Just a crazy girl who likes standing in freezing water in the wintertime, then?"

Said the barefoot winter spirit who was talking to someone who couldn't hear him.

"Works for me."

And then he jumped up out of the water, flew a quick circle around her, and smiled to himself as, just in that small area on the beach, it started to snow.

[ooc: Sorry, that's not how Jack works. Normal people can't see him at all unless they believe in him as Jack Frost. The kid doesn't get any 'just a guy' middle ground. It's a huge part of what makes him tick.]

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"What-"

Yeah, snow. Like her personal doom cloud, but...with snow, not rain. "If there's some symbolism in this, I'm really missing it."

That wasn't going to stop her from reaching out to the snow though.

[ ooc: Aw man, then someone else is going to need to introduce her to him. Or something. It's a matter of time before she connects the dots either way. Just, not anytime in this post~ ]

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"Symbolism, Crazy Girl?" Jack settled on the beach, taking a seat cross-legged on the sand. "It's snow. It's fun. The big fluffy kind that's good for snowballs, even. You get snowball snow. And that's awesome."

Talking more wasn't going to make anybody more likely to hear you, Jack.


[ooc: He'll be out and about whenever I can get him out, and there are already a good number of people on the island who do believe in him. He'll be one of those weird Fandom Things that more and more people come to accept with time and exposure to the strangeness, I hope, but it's still early yet.]

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The beach was a place of calm-- at least for Liara, who had found herself a little overwhelmed after exposing herself to such a great crowd that weekend. And so she padded quietly over the beach, alone with her thoughts--

Except.

Was that the ordinary behavior of human seas, that splashing and... no. Human water was quite the same as water anywhere, and there was something...

"Hello?"

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Jack stopped his splashing abruptly at the voice from behind him, turning around to face the owner of that voice with a blink and a tilt of his head.

Well, she wasn't quite like anybody he'd ever seen before, was she? And she didn't seem to be able to see him the same way that a few other people around here could, but she was observant enough to guess that someone, rather than something was making the waves splash up like that.

"Hey," he said, giving her a wave all the same. Why not, right? "Good day for a walk, huh?"

He paused for a moment, and then gave the water another splash with his staff, accentuating those words with something that even the skeptics of the world could see.

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Liara frowned. There was definitely something there, in the corner of her field of vision... she turned her head towards it, and suddenly there it was - a snippet of sound, a flash of white hair.

Unthinking, she called, "Do I know you?"

Somehow she felt like she did. Or... maybe she was imagining things again.

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"Do you know the winter?"

Jack was smiling at her now, twisting in a quick circle, the wind kicking him up and lifting him from the water. A quick flurry of snow twisted up around him, and the temperature on the beach dropped, not sharply, but definitely enough to be noticed.

If she knew the frost, she'd know Jack, so long as she was willing to believe.

"If you do, then you've known me for a long while, haven't you?"

[fewer_explosions]

There was snow, and then there was cold, and Liara had to shut her eyes briefly out of ancient instinct.

Then she opened them again, and there was... someone. (Perhaps a little bluer in her mind than he was in reality, but still-- someone.) "Goddess," she whispered. "I... Yes."

Her mother had taken her to one of the northernmost parts of Thessia once. There had been cold, and snow, and Benezia had put some in her hand and said, 'This is a part of us, too. Embrace eternity.' It'd still been cold, but it had also been okay.

This felt just like that.

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"Yes?" Jack was on his way back down again, the wind set to drop him off lightly where he'd been standing a moment before, when she spoke. The water froze under his feet, and when he landed, he found himself staring back at the strange girl who was looking at him. Not just in his direction, but actually at him. "You can see me...?"

It wasn't going to get any less surprising the more it happened around here, was it?

"You can see me."

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Bobby's portal had dropped him off early enough that he had a bit of time to kill before he was supposed to meet up with Warren, so he decided to take a walk along the beach, maybe amuse himself with some ice sculptures...

Only apparently someone else had a very similar idea.

"Hey," he said cautiously, watching as Jack froze the waves yet again. "Neat trick."

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Jack hesitated before his staff could hit the water again, turning a thoughtful look at the boy who was talking to him. The believer-to-non-believer ratio on this island was slowly starting to make his head spin, actually.

"You like that? It's... kind of just something I could always do."

Being the anthropomorphic embodiment of winter, and all.

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Saying Bobby didn't feel the cold was inaccurate. He did feel it- just not in the way most people did. The nature of his powers meant he was immune to the usual physiological effects cold had on the human body, but he was also acutely aware of details like the temperature and moisture content of his surroundings.

And this kid... this kid was running several degrees colder than humans were supposed to. Kind of, you know, like Bobby himself was known to do. From time to time.

"It's cool," he said with a smile. "Pun intended."

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The pun was bad. Terrible. Worthy of a groan, as a matter of fact, though Jack didn't give one, or even seem terribly put off by the pun in the first place. It was made, after all, by someone who was saying it right to his face. This guy got a pass on those grounds, as a matter of fact.

"It's pretty great," he agreed, splashing the water upward with his staff and freezing it before it could come down again, jumping up and perching there, looking the other guy over. "I mean, it comes in handy, anyhow. You never have to worry about not having ice cubes in the summertime, that sort of thing."

Jack really hadn't ever had any need for ice cubes in the first place. But so long as they were being witty...

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And Bobby couldn't help it, he reached out with his own awareness and drew a frozen stream of water out towards himself, hopping on it and mimicking Jack's own pose.

"I know, right? Or your ice cream melting, which is just tragic."

He wasn't usually so... blatant... when it came to displaying his powers, but he felt like this kid would understand.

[ooc: radio-squirrels: bobby's power use/discussion thereof is NFB, but anything else is fair game!]

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"Oh, man, melted ice cream is the worst," Jack said, with all the authority of someone who had no idea what melted ice cream was like at all. He'd gone from curious to flat-out pleased. He had no idea who this other guy was, but this conversation had just taken a turn for the awesome, so far as he was concerned. "And... what else do people complain about in the summer? Sunburn? Sweating?"

Something like that?