dis_acdmy_log | Opening Ceremony!

Who: Everybody!
What: Opening Ceremony! Say hi to all your new friends! It's a meet 'n' greet!
When: OPENING DAY!
Where: Just inside the Academic Building
Warnings: None yet. Yet.
[In a wide open hall with banners and a various sundry of celebratory items, the headmaster's rousing speech begins to come to a close.]

In short, you all are here to save our world! There is a threat out there that we must face, but we cannot face it alone. [His demeanor is pleasant, but thinly veiled. His stress is evident in his words, but he is attempting to stay cheerful.] We must do our best to watch over our friends and family and neighbors, no matter who they may be.

We are all responsible for one another. [He lets the silence hang for a moment before letting off and overly cheerful--] HaHa! [Was that a bit forced? Or was it just me?]

Well, guys, it’s time for me t’go, got lotsa stuff to take care of bein’ headmaster and all. But please, get to know one another, go check out classes, and find out where you live on campus! [He gestures to various sections of the room, all labeled with bright colored papers and text.]

I’ll see y’around!

[And with that, the headmaster is off! ~~No, seriously. Watch him go, he’s movin’ fast for such a short guy.~~]

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[Her eyebrows raise as she looks unimpressed. At least she's trying to look unimpressed. Flying of any sort wasn't exactly a skill set she'd consider normal yet.]

I doubt it. Last time I checked, birds lacked the hands required to make a snowball.

[Someone riding a bird? Well that was a different story.]

Where the heck did you find snow, anyway?

[ He grins, but doesn't intend to give away the secret just yet, pacing a little to her left with one hand in his pocket. ]

Oh, you know. Somewhere 'round here.

[ At which point he mysteriously produces another snowball from inside his pocket. He hefts it in one hand, catching her eye and then underhanding it to her gently. ] Catch!

[She gasped and reflexively held up her hands for the incoming snowball. She doesn't really catch it as much as she juggles it in her hands for a minute before she looses her rhythm and the snowball flops to the floor.]

Okay, so apparently my snowball skills have gotten a little rusty.

[ His gaze flicks down to the broken snowball on the floor, and he laughs quietly. ] Don't worry! There's plenty more where that came from.

[ He cups his hands in front of his face and blows gently, forming a snowball seemingly out of nothing - just mist and cold and a light blue glow that vanishes quickly, leaving only a pristine, round snowball in its place. He holds it out to her. ]

Try again? You can throw it at practically anybody. Even me, if you're feeling like getting even.

[At first she's mystified by Jack's apparent snowball making abilities, but gladly takes the snowball off his hands.

She looks at the snowball, and then back up at him. Her eyebrow raises and she smirks.]

I am all for getting even.

[And with that she winds up and pitches the snowball in Jack's direction.]

[ He could've avoided it, probably - he's had plenty of practice with snowball fights - but he doesn't try particularly hard, and the snowball strikes him on the face with a quiet piff, rocking him back on his heels.

He lets it break apart and fall off by itself, not particularly bothered by the cold. And then he laughs. ]

Nice shot! You should stick around til' it's winter, we'll have plenty more where that came from by then.

Well, that all depends on the whole mist situation, now doesn't it? [Despite the fun, she knew it was important to remember why they were all really there.]

So... [She indicated at his now empty hand.] Does that make you a wizard or a spirit or something like that?

[ Jack shrugs, a light flick of his wrist conjuring a scattering of snowflakes that spiral up from his fingertips. ]

It just makes me me, I think. I dunno what you'd call it, but spirit is close enough, so we'll go with that.

[ The corners of his mouth turn down just slightly - not quite a frown, but a serious face. ]

The mist can't go on forever. There has to be a way to beat it, we just have to find out what that is.

Yeah. With all the people we've got here I'm sure someone will come up with a solution.

[A few months ago the idea of a spirit talking to her would have been impossible, but now it just seemed like something she'd have to get used to. Really, it wasn't all that difficult now.]

So what's your name?

Name's Jack Frost. As in, actual folklore Jack Frost, and yes I'm real, don't forget it.

[ He traces the frost patterns on his hoodie for a moment for emphasis. ] And you are...?

...M.K.

[She looks him over warily.]

So like, "nipping at your nose" and all that? That Jack Frost?

[ He snorts, holding back laughter. ]

Pretty sure that's just an expression. You don't have to worry about me sneaking up on people in the middle of the night and biting their noses.

[Smirking, M.K. rolled her eyes.]

Well, I guess that's one thing less to worry about. Too bad it wasn't one of the things I was actually concerned about.

Oh, okay, and what was one of the things you were actually concerned about?

Nothing about you, specifically. I was thinking more about the school and the mist.

Well then, pardon me, but I wouldn't worry about those either. [ He shrugs his shoulders, leaning against his staff casually. ] Mist is bad and we have a mouse for a principal. There's not much more to it than that, is there?

You wouldn't worry about the mist?

[ He glances aside, blowing a short puff of breath awkwardly. ]

Well, I would a little. But nothing ever got better just by sitting around worrying about it, right? So yeah, it's bad, but freaking out about it isn't gonna help.

I didn't say I was just going to worry about it. I came here after all, didn't I?

Opening Ceremony!

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