tushanshu_logs | Housewarming, housebreaking

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Housewarming, housebreaking

Characters: Residents of MU-HAO
Date: June 26th, when they get home for the day
Location: MU-HAO
Situation: New flatmate is a disney princess
Warnings/Rating: None

When Zatanna Zatara, Jack Frost, or Armin Arlert get home on the 26th - at whatever point they individually get home - they will find much the same situation each time. All the lower floor windows are open and a rather large gathering of the local wildlife (birds mostly) have congregated within the lower level living space. What furniture is around may have a surprise sitting on it in the form of birds, rodents, or their droppings from when they were there earlier. And crumbs.

Lots of crumbs.

Crumbs being fought over at times.

If the kitchen is inspected, it seems that all the bread in the house is gone. All of it. Anything with bread on it, has been stripped of it's breading and the remains carefully packed back up. The rest of the food has not been raided as of yet.

This small avian army with the random ground support seems to be concentrated outside the formerly empty upper bedroom, which also is now softly lit from within. Should this oddity be followed up on, they will find their new flatmate sitting on the floor next to his new bed, quietly passing out breaded crumbs to the animals gathered there. Somehow enforcing rules of fairness and sharing with his soft smile and murmured words that everyone should share because there was plenty for everyone.

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"How's it work?" He leaned in, his hands going to his chest as they had earlier. The scratches were now forgotten. "I've never met a human could do magic like the spirits before. The Welcome Center told me about humans who can use magic, but you're the first I've ever met."

That was a good sign. Although, because she went any further in her explanation, there was one particular question she had:

"Spirits?"

"Yes. Spirits," he grinned. "The spirits of the world. Like um... dragon spirits, or bush spirits, or tree spirits, or frog spirits... you know... spirits."

Then his face shifted, incredibly unsure, "You do know spirits, right?"

"Of course I do. We live with one."

Coincidently enough.

Wan had not yet met this spirit so cue him lighting up again, "We do? That's great! Where is it? What's it's name? What's it like? It doesn't call humans stinky, does it?"

It took all the willpower and maturity she had managed to accumulate over the last year and so many months in Keelai to not snort right then and there. And even more to maintain a (mostly) straight face.

"He'd better not let me catch him calling me that, or he'll be in big trouble."

...she was still working on the maturity part.

Well, he now knew the spirit was a 'he'. That was a start.

"I've lived with spirits before," Wan said. "You have to tell me what he's like. Please! I don't want to insult him when he gets back by being accidentally!"

Though, depending on what the spirit was like, he might be rude on purpose.

"Well..." she considered for a moment wanting to leave introductions to Jack himself. But since Wan was genuinely worried about offending him, the least she could do were offer a few tips. "His name's Jack. He's pretty easy-going, so as long as you don't try to deny his very existence or abilities, I don't think you'd have a problem. Oh, and whatever you do, never call him Old Man Winter."

She learned that one the hard way.

'Jack' was such an odd name. He wondered what kind of spirit it was since it wasn't obvious from his name.

"Why would I call him Old Man Winter?" Wan asked after a moment of nodding along and then getting confused again. "And why would I deny his existence or abilities?"

The fact that he would even ask such a thing was a good sign.

"Because Jack's the Spirit of Winter. His full name is Jack Frost--maybe you've heard of him?"

"No. Never," Wan shook his head. "I didn't even know the seasons had spirits. Of if they do, I don't think they do in my world. The ocean does, the moon does, bushes, trees, probably the sun. I'm not certain about the sun. But I don't think winter does."

A moment of quiet settled over him as he thought about it, then another shrug and he smiled, "But even if my world doesn't, it's amazing to get to meet another All-Powerful Spirit."

"He is pretty amazing."

Though that might be a touch of bias showing.

After doing one last quick sweep of the bottom floor, Zatanna moved towards the stairs.

"What about you? How come you know so much about spirits?"

Fortunately, the small crowd of animals in Wan's room were now locked in Wan's room. The only way in or out through the still open window. He'd managed to trick the ones who were in the courtyard into following him back into his room and then shutting the door on them behind him. The upper bedrooms were safe. Except for his.

"I lived in the Spirit Wilds for three years learning the ways of the spirits and animals," he explained happily. "I think I might be the only human that's ever done that. I don't know for sure, but I do know that I'm the only human who's done it in my lifetime. And it's not that no other humans could. I know the Air Nomads of the Air Lion Turtle live in peace with the spirits in their village, but they still live on the back of the Air Lion Turtle. It's pretty different to have the safety of and protection of a Lion Turtle then to live among the spirits without it."

There were certain key phrases that she latched onto, if only from long-time experience with Korra. Air Nomads. Air Lion Turtle. The Spirit World bit could have meant anything, but combined with the rest of what he was saying...

"Are you, by any chance, an air bender or something?"

"Air bender? No. I don't think so," He looked back at her curiously. "Or... maybe. I've heard a lot of terms for the kinds of powers people here have today. The people at the welcome center went over a lot so I'd at least be a little familiar with them."

He sounded like he didn't know. Like he didn't even recognize the term.

"You talk a lot like Korra. That's why I was asking."

Wan straightened up instantly, gulping a little before looking away. He smiled, uncertain but not upset. Just slightly weirded out about the immediate comparison. He absently smoothed his tattered clothes out, "Oh. Do I?"

Well, that was a slightly surprising reaction.

"Something wrong?"

"Hmm? No," he shook his head, still a little nervous. "Not really. I only just met her. Earlier today."

"...you didn't make her mad, did you?"

(It really said a lot about their friendship, and how well she had come to know the young Avatar over the last year-plus that that would be her first assumption as to why Korra would make him nervous.)

That got him to look back at her and raise an eyebrow, "No. Why would I have made her mad?"

Quickly: "No reason."

Not speaking from personal experience, nope.

...

Yeah, because that wasn't suspicious at all.

"Does she get mad about things a lot really easily?" That would be strange to think about. Though it did bring to mind how different they could be, despite the shared soul. "Can you tell me about her? Will you?"

"First, will you tell me why she makes you so nervous?"

Had it been that obvious? Wan looked away again, arms wrapping around himself as he shrugged and tried to brush the topic aside, "It's... it's nothing bad. It's just... complicated. Nothing to worry about."

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