❄ first snow

[snowstorms]

[Despite waking up in a weird room, Jack isn't one to spend a lot of time indoors. He explores the outside of the castle instead, one hand on the journal, the other wrapped firmly around his staff. He is easy enough to see: a pale, lanky boy sliding along banisters, drawing frost ferns on the windowpanes, and even surfing down the roof on a ramp of ice.]

Pretty interesting read, I gotta say. [A cold wind ruffles the pages of the journal as he goes.] And magical too, if the transcription means anything.

Hey, magic book! Can you answer a couple questions? Like, ah, which way is home? I think I got turned around somewhere, even though that... doesn't usually happen.

Another thing. Didn't we already have Easter? [The cheer in his voice starts to fade.] Whoever wrote down the date in here is... more than a month off.

That's... weird.

[ooc: Feel free to catch him flying around like a lunatic or over the journal, just specify which!]

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[snowstorms]

There's only one Jack Frost as far as I know. Aside from all the really bad movies. We don't talk about those.

[Jack arches a dark eyebrow, and then he grins.]

Nice to meet you. I didn't know ghosts came with ice powers and superhero costumes, but it's not a bad look for you.

So, any idea why we can't just fly home?

[schrodingersghost]

Jack Frost. Seriously? Like the guy who runs around in pointy shoes and freezes windows? [Danny is grinning.] And you're not a ghost? That is awesome!

Um, thanks? And trust me, I'm one of a kind. If any other ghosts from my world ever show up here they won't look anything like me.

[He shrugs.] You familiar with alternate realities? I figure its something like that.

[snowstorms]

[Jack glances down at his bare feet.] That's the one! Except for the shoes. They keep trying to pawn them off on me, but the little bells just aren't my thing.

[The blank look Danny gets should tell him everything Jack knows about alternate realities.]

Alt... what?

[schrodingersghost]

Um, what about alternate dimensions? You know, one of those places you have to go through a portal to get to, and everything there is different?

[snowstorms]

Never found one like that. Portals, yeah-- but that's just one way to get around.

[schrodingersghost]

Oh. That's kind of weird to think about.

Back home there was this other dimension. Kind of like a mirror world, you know? Where everything was completely different. Even stuff like tangibility and gravity. Only way to get there was if a portal opened up. If you were on the wrong side when it closed? You were stuck. Had to wait and hope you'd be in the right place and the right time to catch the next one. Either that or make it all the way to the Far Frozen and see if the yetis would let you take a look at the map.

Its kind of like that here. Except as far as I can tell, that next portal never opens up.

[snowstorms]

Wow, that sounds like a mess. A lot of innocent people could get in trouble with a system like that...

[The greater issue here is, of course, the 'other portal' not opening up. But don't think he'll forget about the yetis. He never forgets the yetis.]

So, at some point, you think a portal will open up and take people back?

[schrodingersghost]

...I don't think it really counts as a system. I mean, someone usually plans systems. Nobody plans stuff in the ghost zone. It's a good way to drive yourself crazy.

[He shrugs.]

Could be. I haven't seen any since I arrived here, but I figure that could be because of the castle. Whatever its deal is, it seems to be the only thing in charge of deciding when people arrive and leave.

[snowstorms]

[A blink.]

The castle is the one doing it? Has-- has anyone tried talking to it?

[schrodingersghost]

Probably. I've never heard of it talking back.

[snowstorms]

Sometimes, people can't talk back using words.

[He gets a strangely determined expression on his face.]

I'll have to look into it.

[schrodingersghost]

Yeah, good luck with that.