Opening Ceremony!

[principalmouse]

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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[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Okay, but seriously, if the mouse thinks he's fooling anybody into not being terrified with that lackluster opening speech, the academy's got way bigger problems. Jack watches this all from one of the higher windowsills in the big room, one leg dangling idly into space. When the speech is over, he laughs, drags his hand down his face in exasperation, and mutters to himself. ]

This guy cannot be serious.

[ Somebody's gonna have to lighten the mood in this room. Luckily he knows just the person. He gathers himself up to spring lightly from the windowsill, and his landing in the midst of the crowd a moment later is preceded by a gust of wind and a cloud of sudden snow flurries.

In all the chaos? It's likely to go unnoticed by the majority of the room. But if your character happens to be standing nearby they might suddenly feel inexplicably a little less nervous, a little more cheerful. If they're not standing nearby they might get hit by a snowball in the back of the head or another faceful of snow flurries at some point as Jack weaves his way through the crowd, keeping mostly out of sight and stealth-bombing people with magic. Or, they might catch him in the act. Who knows? Anything can happen. ]

{ OOC: Okay so I may have totally forgotten this before, but if all you nice folks could please hop over to Jack's permissions and let me know if it's okay for him to use ~FUN MAGIC~ on your character, that'd be swell. }

[barelyknow]

[M.K. was weaving through the crowd, hands in the pocket of her hoodie when a snowball crashed squarely on her back. She stopped dead in her tracks, only momentarily confused by the fact that there was a snowball. Inside. When it wasn't winter.

Okay...

She spun around, inspected the offending ball of ice, and then scanned the room. She smirked. Even laughed a bit.]

Alright, who threw that?

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Of course, Jack's ducked back into the crowd by now and is well out of sight. But he snickers to himself and can't help making a reappearance a moment later, drifting in front of her on a breeze and then landing, finally, on the floor with a deft twirl of his staff.

He grins, raising an eyebrow. ]

I dunno, maybe it was a little bird?

[barelyknow]

[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?

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ 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!

[barelyknow]

[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.

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ 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.

[allucinator]

[He laughs as he watches-- but when he sees the odd-looking boy conjure (how?) a snowball and glance over at him, he shakes his head.]

I got a lit cigarette, mate, don't you dare.

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ He freezes for half a second. Maybe half of a half of a second. But come on, man, you tell him no and you're practically asking for it. He raises his hands, as though conceding. ]

Alright, fine. Have your cigarette.

[ He shrugs and turns, as though he's about to go - and then a split second later spins around and throws the snowball anyway, aiming for the face with practiced accuracy. ]

TELL ME IF THIS IS TOO MUCH GODMODDING I can totally edit!

[allucinator]

[Yeah, see, he's not as stupid as that, Frost. Jack ducks-- the snow manages to hit the top of his head, but at least his precious cigarette is saved. With a laugh he darts forward, grabbing for the other boy's wrists-- it's fighting time, okay.]

psh you're okay you're okay <3

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ After a split second's delay while he gets over the initial shock, Jack attempts to avoid the lunge by darting up into the air. That split second is one split second too many, though, and Kelly's hands lock around his wrist, effectively tethering him to the ground.

So now he's stuck, hovering like a kite a few feet off the floor as he tries to wrench his hands free. He gives an irritated grin. ]

Seriously, it was just a snowball! Are we really gonna do this? Because if so...

[ He flexes his fingers and the surface temperature of his skin dips noticeably, forming instant frost on the other boy's fingertips. ]

All I'm saying is, the cigarette's next.

[allucinator]

[Jack's eyes widen; immediately he drops his wrist.]

What are you?

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Jack tuts quietly, his expression one of mock severity. ]

Aw, now that's not very nice. I'm a who, not a what.

[ With his wrists released, his hand darts out lightning quick and pinches the end of Kelly's cigarette flat, freezing it solid. He drops back to the ground, hands raised to either side. Ta-da. ]

And my name is Jack Frost.

[illuminaria]

[ Okay, it's a little hard to miss a gust of wind, especially when you're trying to keep all your hair in one spot. But what window was open? Was it even cold outside?

Snow?

Actual snow? ]

Wow.

Isn't snow...outside? Usually?

[ She is totally talking to herself, looking to see if it's snowing through an open window---somehow. ]

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Normally Jack might've just blown a few snowflakes around and disappeared into the crowd again, but when he realizes all that hair is attached to her he has to stop and stare, fascinated. Curiosity eventually gets the better of him.

A moment later he pops into her field of view abruptly, grinning, with a length of her hair draped over his head and shoulders. ]

That's where snow usually happens, yeah. Hey, listen, is this a really absurd wig or is this for real?

[illuminaria]

[ She's flustered at first, who's burrowing around in there---!? But the visual has her giggling. ]

I figured. Do you know why it's...inside then?

100% real. All mine. It's not in the way, is it? I can---move, if you want.

[shepherdofthefrost]

No, no, not at all! I like it. It's...different. [ And he seems genuine enough about that, smiling brightly and then laughing as a thick lock of her hair slides down to hide his face. He pushes it away and loops the hair around the back of his neck, like a scarf. ]

I brought the snow inside with me. Just thought I'd stir things up a little.

[illuminaria]

[ She chuckles, rather sheepishly. What a compliment! She thought most everyone would find it weird. ]

Thanks? It makes an excellent hat too, once you learn how to wrap it right.

[ What a character! ]

Inside----wait, you did that?

But---! It's not snowing outside! How'd you find it?

[shepherdofthefrost]

Let's just say it follows me around.

[ He grins brightly, gaze trailing upward to where there's suddenly another flurry of snowflakes falling from, apparently, nowhere. ]

Almost like magic, huh?

[ Okay now he's just being a shit. ]

[runawayroyal]

[Anything icy is unexpected, given both the mild weather and Jasmine's lack of exposure to such elements. As such, when the snow flurries wipe across her face, she's quick to react, if only out of sheer shock. Quickly, she wipes it from her visage, and hastily scrutinizes the room for the source.]

You. [Call her someone who jumps to conclusions, but the pale boy with the snowball forming in his hand looks like the prime suspect.]

Did you do that?

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Jack stops, his snowball half-formed, and turns back around with a raised eyebrow. He props his staff in the crook of his elbow and juggles his snowball back and forth, beaming innocently. ]

Maybe. Maybe not. But what on earth would give you that idea?

[runawayroyal]

Perhaps the snow in your hand. I would suggest you stop that before staff members catch you.

[AKA If you so much dare as to aim another icy snowflake in her direction, she'll report you, Mister Snow. The Academy might have political amnesty that reaches to all its residents, but that doesn't mean Jasmine will be able to completely give up her sense of royal entitlement.

Or decency.]

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ He glances down at the snowball in his hand. Then up at her. Then back down at the snowball in his hand. He shrugs. Somebody is clearly a little uptight if just a few snow flurries is enough to get her all worked up.

Luckily Jack is pretty good at fixing uptight...usually. ]

Oh, well, okay then. I'll just be on my way. Wouldn't want to get caught by the staff, gee whiz, no sir - [ He turns around as though to walk away - and then casually underhands the snowball over his shoulder at her. ] Oh, whoops! My hand slipped. Icefingers, tee hee.

[runawayroyal]

[Fool her once, shame on Jack; fool her twice, shame on her. This time, Jasmine is much more prepared for his deviousness and dodges... though it's more of a quick skitter to the side.

Needless to say, Princess is upset. She stalks towards him, reaching out to grab onto his jacket.]

Now, stop that! Why in the world would you think it's acceptable to do that?

[Never mind that anger aside, she's curious as to how he even managed to pull such magic off.]

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Oh. Well. Okay. That's um, that's not...the reaction...he was expecting. He glances down at her hand in his sweatshirt, then back up at her, not amused anymore but more...shocked. His eyebrows shoot up. ]

Because it's...what I do?

[ That's a stupid answer. He mentally facepalms at himself for blurting it out like that. ]

I mean, okay, fine. If you don't like snowballs I won't do it again, so can you please let me go now?