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[The video is turned on but, should you be someone who does not believe in Jack Frost, the video shows nothing except the scenery. The camera doesn't really seem to move. Unless, of course, one knows and believes in the entity holding the camera!

However, should you be a believer in Jack Frost, you will see a boy about eighteen with a very pale face, bright blue eyes, and white hair. He's crouched somewhere, staring intently into the phone with such a desperately hopeful look on his face. After about a minute of nothing (or staring), text finally appears.]

Can anyone see me? I've been here for a few hours now, please tell me someone can see!

[There's another pause.]

Fine. Can anyone at least answer this? I'm looking for a couple people and they're pretty hard to miss. There's North, though you guys would may know his as ol' St. Nick, aka Santa. There's Tooth, definitely can't miss her. She's got feathers all over with fairy wings, aka the Tooth Fairy. Sandman is a little guy, but he generally floats around on a sand cloud and then there's the Easter Bunny. Over six feet tall, carries some boomerangs and egg bombs, complete with an Australian accent. If you've seen them or if any of you guys are reading this, let me know!

Please. Tell me if you see me. I gotta know.

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Well, I'm more wondering if he's even here or not. Or the others for that matter.

Uh... I think Krampus is real? Never met them, though, so I dunno.

No, as far as I know Santa is not here.

[Resisting the urge to be very sarcastic. Mostly as a defense mechanism. Usually he's the ridiculous one around here.]

[Yes, well, the disbelief is pretty obvious regardless.]

Guess I'm on my own again. Nothing new. So what's your name?

[Even being a fuzzy blue elf himself, he can only absorb weirdness at so consistent a rate before he needs a breather.]

I'm Kurt. You?

Jack Frost.

Is that a code name, or do you mean Jack Frost the winter spirit?

[That seems likely given the reference to St. Nick, but Kurt hasn't thought about the little winter goblin thingy that showed up erratically in children's stories for years. He was an imaginative child and all, but some things stick better than others.]

Jack Frost the winter spirit, at your service.

Gotcha.

[He's probably from another world, but Kurt enjoys the idea of random fairy stories popping through the pods, so he doesn't immediately follow up on that.]

Sounds like a fun job.

Since when is a snow day ever not fun?

I'm from the Alps, mein freund. It's pretty much a snow day from September until June.

True. Guess there is such a thing as too much snow... bummer. I'll try to tone it down here. Promise.

It never bothered me! I guess my parents might not mind, though.

[Not that they left the house much more often than he'd been able to, but they did lack for fur.]

Your parents are here too?

No, just thinking of them snowed in. I don't think any of us know what's going on at home.

No word at all?

[Did this guy not get the introductory spiel? Uh-oh.]

We don't know where we are in space or time or dimensions, unless someone found out and didn't tell me. Calling home doesn't look like an option.

Oh wow. Guess I'm a lot far away from home than I thought. I mean, I knew it wasn't Earth since the Man in the Moon isn't here.

[Yes. Man in the Moon. And nope, no spiel.]

[The Man in the Moon? Sure, why not. He only wonders if there's a rabbit up there, too.]

Really far. This place is kind of nuts and no one knows why all of us were brought here or anything, and it's pretty harsh, at least compared with my home. Where are you? It'd probably be easier to talk through than text.

[There's a giant rabbit in Australia, actually.]

Uh, I guess? I'm on the outskirts of the Old City, on that road that leads to the ship.

[Is he gonna be seen, though?]

I can do that Hang out.

[Kurt debates and decides both to keep his image inducer on and to walk there. It isn't very far, and keeping the teleporting to a minimum is just a good idea with the Authorities around.]

[He comes up the road, looking for anyone who might be... Jack Frost, apparently. Heh. Everything is weird all the time.]

[He waited for Kurt on his staff, just like he always did when simply waiting or observing. Though there was definitely gonna have to be some time when he explores the rooftops and whatnot to walk around.

When he saw a teenager with dark hair, he grinned a little and, not entirely sure if he would get a response or not when calling out to him, he sent a chilly wind down the way. He was known for nipping at noses for nothing!]

[Kurt was less susceptible to chills than most, but he caught the sudden shift in temperature. He didn't know these mountains well enough to be sure that was unusual, but he suspected. He was coming to meet Jack Frost, supposedly.]

...My life is so weird.

[Hm. Still nothing.]

C'mon...

[Ah, well, snowballs were always fun! Jumping off his staff, he reached down to gather a bit of the snow that had fallen and formed it into a ball. Then, he blew a little magic onto it before launching it. If nothing else, Kurt would feel rather cheery if he's hit in the face.]

Oh, it's on.

[Snowballs are a specialty of his, and upping Kurt's already boundless enthusiasm for life resulted in a slightly manic grin. With reflexes honed by deadly-serious combat (which he tended to also laugh his way through), he ducked into a crouch that let him snatch up two handfuls of snow and launch himself into the nearest tree, where he caught a branch with his feet and latched on with his tail. He dropped his weight entirely so he was hanging just by the tail, now very oddly visible due to the inadequacies of the image inducer.]

[One of the better entrances into a snowball fight, but he didn't stop there. Caught up in the spirit of the thing, he didn't hesitate a moment for disbelief when he spotted a boy who looked a few years younger than he was, the obvious perpetrator. He launched one snowball with surprising accuracy for someone hanging upside down and immediately began to pack the second more solidly for his next attack.]

[He grins when Kurt immediately reacts and he doesn't really back an eye at how in the world he gets up on that tree. With a sweep of his staff, more ammo is made at his feet before he's diving out of the way, laughing as he scoops up another snowball. He throws it, still running.]

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