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08 ❄ ( TEXT )

[ After dropping by to see his fellow Guardian and give him the good news about the lifted rationing for kids, Jack's good mood completely deflates as he discovers Bunny's suite empty save for the warren-like growth inside of it and several caches of chocolates and other sweets left around. It's a while before Jack wants to do anything other than sit among the greenery and tell himself this is all right and that it's probably for the best.

Eventually he rouses himself, gathers all the edibles he can find and brings them back to his own suite. He'll disperse them between the kids and the food bank when he feels like he wants to deal with anyone else, but he has to at least let people know. ]

Bunnymund has gone back home
he was...
someone might need to take over caring for the wood sector
sorry.

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[Is this what sibling rivalry amongst winds was like?]

Is it really that different?

It's all about practice.

[ The North wind settled around Zatanna, familiar and comforting, watching. The East swirled around Jack and rather than the smooth motion he normally had, he wobbled as he rose into the air, both arms spread out as though to keep his balance. ]

W-Whoa, there we go... see, it's not so h--

[ And suddenly he shot upward with a yelp as the East decided to give him a burst of speed. ]

Too fast, too fast!

[Her eyes followed the sensation of the North Wind greeting her, offering it a friendly smile in return. Thankful for having had the foresight to pull back her hair, as it seemed quite fond of it. Even now, she could feel it loosely tugging at the ponytail.]

Hello to you too.

[Then her attention was quickly grabbed by the sight of Jack being tossed about by the East. She had to cover her mouth with both hands to keep from laughing.]

Does that mean it likes you?

I-I don't think it doesn't like m--

[ And then the East wind, deciding it was giving a little too much energy, stopped. Letting Jack fall back towards the ground like... well, like someone once again bound like gravity. ]

Yipes!

...Jack!

[Her eyes widened when he began to fall, instinctively holding out a hand in preparation to catch him with her own magic.]

[ The East Wind recovers him before he hits the ground and he flails midair, flops over, and then is dropped on his rump onto the ground. ]

Okay well... not bad for a first try.

[It was a last-minute save, but enough for her to see that he was okay. Mostly.]

[A wince. That looked like it hurt.]

You okay?

Yeah, I bounce.

[ He gets to his feet, giving himself a cursory brush off. ]

Round two, coming up.

[She felt the North Wind tug at her hair, glancing back.]

Yeah, what it said.

[She's assuming that was the WInd equivalent of Be Careful.]

[ That got a laugh as he tentatively rose into the air again, arms once again extended to maintain an even keel. ]

So you figured this was going to be exciting enough to watch, huh?

I'm only sorry I didn't think to bring any popcorn.

[She eyes him carefully. At least they seemed to be going a bit slower this time. Which was good. Maybe they were getting the hang of it?]

I'm sure we could whip some up if it's a must-have.

[ Jack pointed with his staff to the left, and the East Wind sent him wobbling in that direction. The North Wind surrounding Zatanna breezed something at the pair, advice, and Jack's flight smoothed a little more. ]

I don't know what it said, but you're looking a lot better up there.

It told the East Wind to think of the staff as part of me, or I'll always seem off balance.

[ Mindful of what had happened last time, Jack's body shifted in the air and he rose accordingly, though not with the rocket speed this time. ]

The May Queen uses a chariot-looking thing, so the South Wind has it easier.

Makes sense. That thing's practically glued to your hand half the time, anyway.

[She tilted her head back to follow him as he rose.]

We could always get you one of those chariot-looking things for yourself. How's silver and blue work for you?

Ugh, no. One pretensions Seasonal Spirit is enough for the whole world.

[ At that, both Winds chuffed with laughter. ]

[She laughed, too.]

Wanting a sweet ride isn't pretentious, Jack.

Think of it like a convertible for Spirits.

It sure doesn't help!

[ He rolls his eyes, his distaste for the absent Summer Spirit evident. ]

Alright, alright. No convertibles.

Just out of curiosity, what would you ride in?

I... don't know.

[ is this a trick question?? ]

[No. Not this time.]

[Are you always this suspicious?]

You don't have to say it like that, you know.

[ You have given him good reasons, Zatanna. ]

Like what?

Like I'm going to come up there myself if you somehow manage to say the wrong answer.

[No idea what you're talking about.]

Pffft!

[ He turned towards her, but the wind wasn't ready for the movement and he tumbled back to the ground again. It was only from about six feet so there wasn't any injury, but he found up with a mouthful of grass that he had to spit out. ]

Ewww...

[Whoops]

[The fall wasn't enough to cause much concern, and in fact, before she had made it over to him, she was laughing. Coming to a kneel with a knowing grin. There was grass in his hair, and clinging to bits of his skin and hoodie.]

You've got a little something...everywhere.

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