❄ 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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[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[He's quiet, for a while, honestly debating if he should tell the kid or not. But...Jack was one of them, now. He deserved to know]

It's a long story, I'd best tell you in person in case you fall asleep on me.

[Not a subtle way of making sure Jack really IS in the castle at all, nope. Because he doesn't care. Not one little bit]

[snowstorms]

Long as your ears, huh? [He considers the offer.] Do you live in the castle with everyone else? Doesn't seem like your style.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

Maybe even longer.

Nah, I've got me a burrow in the gardens. Never one for human rooms, me.

[snowstorms]

Well, if you're up for having a friend over, I wouldn't mind seeing it.

[/casually butts into Bunny's life.]

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[And lo, his life is back to normal]

You'd probably end up coming around to wind me up anyway. [That's sort of an invitation. He's not going to draw a map though, nope, Jack can just find it himself]