Guess who's back, back again

[havesomefun]

 Jack Frost goes where he's needed. That's his duty as a Guardian. 

And obviously where he's needed right now is here. 

Knowing now that he can go there and back makes it easier to be back - especially since there's snow on the ground once more. Especially since the palace, already always bizarrely full of children in his experience, seems to be practically crawling with them now. 

So he seems to be a little bit everywhere at once - hanging out in the candy room, zipping through the halls, messing with the castle's otherwise meticulous decorations and sometimes adding his own in the form of interesting frost patterns on the walls or snow on the Christmas trees. 

But, being Jack Frost, he can especially be found doing what he does best. Anyone who ventures outside over the next few days had best beware, because they're liable to get a snowball lobbed at their face with little more than a warning cry of "Heads up!"

If his target is a child, they might find themselves feeling a bit better about life - a bit more willing to stop and have some fun today as Jack's magic takes hold. If his target is an adult, they're liable to just get wet slush down the back of their neck. 

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[silvermists]

"Kuja."

The floating doesn't seem to impress him in the slightest--he could do that himself. And has. There's just no need right now.

"...Doesn't anyone else have a tail here? There was someone else, but they wouldn't talk to me."

Or share that very nice noise machine! How rude.

[havesomefun]

"Eh, there could be someone." Jack shrugs expansively. "It's a big castle and it seems to bring in a lot of weirdos. Probably even more since I've last been here. But the last guy I knew with a tail was literally a giant bunny rabbit, so that's probably not what you mean, is it?"

He turns slowly in the air until he's looking at Kuja upside-down. He doesn't even seem to be trying terribly hard to impress the boy. This is just his version of restless fidgeting. "I'm sure whoever it was didn't mean to be rude. Like I said, a lot of weirdos. So some of the people here are just shy."

[silvermists]

HEY.

He's insulted. Only a little bit, but still.

"I'm not a weirdo! You're the ones who are different and weird! All the people in Bran Bal have a tail."

(Bramble?)

He's not upset for long, though. Just a few seconds. And he's slowly tilting his head as Jack turns upside-down, trying to keep the 'weirdo' right-side up. Well, until it starts making him dizzy. "What's a bunny rabbit?"

[havesomefun]

"This!" Jack says, and gives his staff a twirl. The air grows chill in the space between him and Kuja, glinting with ice crystals. Then it takes shape, forming into a floating image of E. Aster Bunny, with his arms folded and one foot tapping and his fluffy cotton ball tail twitching in agitation.

"That's my friend. They're usually cuter, though." A twitch of his staff, and the image dissolves and reforms into something more like a standard rabbit, bright-eyed and bushy tailed as it stares at Kuja with ice-bright eyes.

"They don't have rabbits where you come from? What about Easter?"

[silvermists]

Once the bunny is less like the Bunny and much more cuddly looking... he holds out both hands, hoping it'll sit in them. Rather like any other kid would behave, though the cold doesn't seem to be bothering him. Somehow.

"No. All the real animals died a long time ago, before even Garland was alive. Except the silver dragons. I don't know what Easter is either."