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Jack Frost ([personal profile] wintershepherd) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-03-07 08:05 pm

[OPEN EVENT] Weekend Winter Wonderland

Characters: All?
Date: March 8th-11th
Location: All of Keeliai
Situation: It's been a stressful month thus far for a lot of people, but Jack is determined to Make All The Happy and decides he needs to get back to his wintery roots by giving the city a proper snowing.
Warnings/Rating: People high on snow glitter?
NOTES: Actionspam OR prose, whatever is preferred! (Settings were just easier to prose.) Make your own thread headers if none of these suit! ♥



Jack had spent the last three hours balanced motionlessly on the top of a flagpole, head tilted back as he listened to the wind and the sound of the city below. Where is Winter? it asked. I'm here! the spirit replied, but he knew it didn't mean his physical presence. He'd had too much on his mind and too much in his heart and in that sense he had indeed been absent these last few weeks.

Eyes closed and thoughtlessly trusting, he tipped forward into open air, letting the wind catch him and hurl him upward into the misty cloud cover that scudded across the stars tonight. At his touch they thickened, fat and pale grey against the indigo backdrop and Jack swirled them up, the motions so ingrained in him they felt just like breathing. In the small hours of the morning snowflakes began to fall on the sleeping city, specks at first but then quickly becoming heavier.

Now with a fresh canvas to work with, Jack was really in his element. He could never have done something like this back home, not anywhere in his world. It would have been too strange, too inexplicable, drawn too much attention. But here on the turtle, things were different. There wasn't really a semblance of normal and Jack poured his imagination and heart into the things he wanted most to share, and from the snow rose gleaming swirls of snow and blue light, forming things of exceptional detail and delight.

By the time the sun rose, a solid three feet of the snow had blanketed the city, glistening and crisp and Jack went rocketing down the streets, rapping on doors and windows to leave spirals of frost on every surface.

"Whooohoo! Snow day! Get up sleepyheads, everyone come out and play!"


THREAD STARTERS
Ice Skating | Snowball Battle | Sledding Hill | Ice Cityscapes | Kids Playground | OOC Plot Post
depicted: (a life so easy it intrigued me)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-03-08 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dorian is, well. Cheerful, to say the least. Getting back youthful good cheer means that he grabs onto Lyall's arm without asking.] Lyall! I knew I wouldn't catch you out here before sunfall. Do you want to go sledding?
cravats: (mum's the word)

[personal profile] cravats 2013-03-08 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[At least he heard him coming, so the sudden grab to his arm and the rush of humanity is not that distracting. Though now he is cold, thanks, Dorian.]

I'll come and watch you go sledding.
depicted: (a life so easy it intrigued me)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-03-08 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Pretty as I am to look at, that sounds dull and boring and not fun. Come on, let me show you how to enjoy yourself. [Lyall, do you a) let the kid acting the age he looks drag you off or b) try to stop him.]
cravats: (if i may...)

[personal profile] cravats 2013-03-08 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
I am aware of many ways to enjoy myself, Dorian. [None of them involve spilling his tea on a sledding hill, though. However... he lets Dorian drag him anyway.]
depicted: (a life so easy it intrigued me)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-03-09 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, but sex in the snow isn't really a favourite of mine. Aesthetic in theory, awful in practice. [Somehow, Dorian manages to say that with a child's smile as he pulls Lyall up the sledding hill.] You can pick the sled.
cravats: (the fuck is this?)

[personal profile] cravats 2013-03-09 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Dorian, really. [He can't help blushing as Dorian drags him up the hill. You don't talk about sex in public, weren't you raised properly?!] Dorian, I am not sledding anywhere until I'm finished my tea.
depicted: (but I'm a vampire smile)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-03-09 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll wait. Or help you finish it. [Once Dorian's mind is made up on something, he isn't that easily turned aside.]
cravats: (curiouser and curiouser)

[personal profile] cravats 2013-03-09 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lyall growls at him (though less of a growl than he could manage if Dorian's hands were off him) and he drinks his tea more quickly. As if he would share, that's his tea.]

I don't remember the last time I sledded. I may not have ever done it.
depicted: (I've watched you dance with danger)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-03-09 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dorian only grins at getting a growl.]

Then it's a new experience! Don't you love those?
cravats: (explanation goes here)

[personal profile] cravats 2013-03-09 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
New experiences usually mean trouble. In this case, the best ending I can see involves serious injury to my dignity.

[He may sound grumpy, but he doesn't really mind all that much. The cold is just making him feel curmudgeonly.]
depicted: (big bright accent catty smile)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-03-09 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
An injured dignity is a sign of a weak one. [Dorian is picking out a sled now. This is happening, Lyall.]
cravats: (this explanation is stupid)

[personal profile] cravats 2013-03-09 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
I suppose that's a good point. [Lyall sighs and gets to work on finishing his tea. It shouldn't take long, now that Dorian's released him and he doesn't have to worry about burning his tongue.]
depicted: (but I'm a vampire smile)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-03-10 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[That is good because Dorian now has the sled ready to go and is looking back at Lyall.] Well?
cravats: (god save me from this torment)

[personal profile] cravats 2013-03-10 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Lyall puts the cup aside with a sigh and goes over to the sled.] If I break my neck...
depicted: (there's a friend who wants so much more)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-03-10 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Then you won't have to live with the indignity of it. Come on, come on! The sun won't stay down all day. [Dorian's just gonna hop on the sled like the happiest kid.]
cravats: (such a headache)

[personal profile] cravats 2013-03-10 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
You are lucky I think you're charming. [Lyall gets on more sedately, wrapping his arms around Dorian's waist. Dorian's apparently boundless enthusiasm is kind of adorable, even if it's making Lyall get on a sled.]
depicted: (a life so easy it intrigued me)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-03-10 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
And you're lucky I like you enough to charm you into having fun. [And now Dorian will push them off to go down the hill. Yay, sledding!]
cravats: (mum's the word)

[personal profile] cravats 2013-03-17 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lyall holds on tight, but not quite tightly enough to prevent a tumble when they hit the bank, landing him face-first in the snow. When he surfaces, though, he's laughing.]
depicted: (but I'm a vampire smile)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-03-18 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Dorian is laughing too, and offers Lyall his hand.] And how is your dignity feeling, Professor Lyall?