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[ For anyone who happens to believe in old Greek spirits - specifically the ones called Anemoi - they might catch a glimpse of a bright, golden eye peering out of a painfully androgynous face and down at the recording device. Their skin is pale, and their hair a dark, midnight blue. They look small - almost fae-like - and are dressed in bright yellow, and black.

For anyone who doesn't happen to believe in obscure Greek gods, they will just see some nice scenery. Or as nice as a forest with a backdrop of a crashed alien ship can be, at least. ]

I've never gotten to use one of these before..! I wonder if anyone can hear me?

[ he fiddles with the settings, clearly entertained by this, until he manages to change it to text format. ]

Hello!!
I don't know how i got here but the winds are very friendly!
Is anyone else here???
My name is akito
I'm also called anemoi
Or the shepherd of the winds!
What year is it?
Or i guess a better question is what planet is this?
I don't think it's earth...
It's good to meet you!!!

p(*＾-＾*)q

[ he doesn't actually expect a reply, so he only half pays attention to the device as he starts exploring. he keeps the device recording as he flies, giving any viewers some interesting, dizzying views of forests and mountains. ]

((ooc: OOC intro here!))

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[it wasn't hard for Jack to realize that someone new was here. Someone who wasn't just another pod person but a spirit. The Wind was telling him that another Shepherd was here, though this was one of the Winds! Huh, Jack wasn't sure if he had ever heard of them. Most of the winds stayed with the seasonal spirits, however they weren't bound to them.

Perhaps they simply answered to more than one type of spirit, then. It wasn't unheard of for the North Wind to not be around and it was usually the West or East Winds that carried him home in place of North. Jack never commanded the Winds, which is why they gave him rides when he simply asked.

It wasn't long before he saw the message on his phone and smiled a bit. Well, guess the wind was right! And it certainly wasn't long at all before he found the little spirit exploring Verdana. He came up behind the kid, hand in his pocket and basically flying backward.]

You're a long way from home, kiddo.

[ Akito can sense that there's someone else nearby - if they're on the Winds, then he's aware of it, even if he doesn't know these particular Winds all too well just yet. He isn't sure the who or the what, but he knows that they're there and so their proximity isn't surprising to him. It's worrying, of course, since most spirits he's met tend to not... really like him.

It's the fact that he's spoken to that startles him. In a way that is friendly as opposed to hostile.

He drops a good few metres in his surprise, hitting a tree branch with a squeak before latching back onto the still-unfamiliar Wind. ]

Who are you?

[ It's better to be cautious, even if this one seems friendly and is liked by the Winds. ]

[He couldn't help the laugh as his crook of his staff went cleaning around the kid's waist (geez, he was small!) and helped him back up onto the Wind.]

Jack Frost. And you, I here, are Anemoi. Though I doubt that's your only name. Got one you prefer or is it just Anemoi?

[ Akito is momentarily frightened when the boy's staff grabs him, and he clings to the Wind in relief once he's released despite knowing for sure that the other spirit isn't hostile. When he learns his name, Akito nearly falls clear out of the sky again in shock. Instead, his feet simply float upwards until he's laying horizontal on the wind, staring at Jack in disbelief. ]

Jack Frost? The Jack Frost? Guardian of Joy, and all things fun?

[ He'll answer your question in a minute, Jack - right now he's too mindblown. ]

[He sort of surprised himself as this kid greets him rather differently than most spirits. The Jack Frost? G-...wait.]

...how'd you know I was a Guardian?

You've been a Guardian since before I was even born.

I've only been a Guardian, officially anyway, like... a week. Tops.

[ Akito stares at him intently, wondering if maybe this was one of his famous pranks? If so, it isn't very funny. ]

...But you've been one for over eighty years.

...Uh, no.

[...wait.]

What year is it?

2095.

[ he pauses, starting to realize just what might be going on- ]

...I won't tell you what happens between your now and my now.

Yeah, please don't. [He snorted softly.] It's 2012 over on my end, so.

[ he nods slowly, wondering how many more surprises he's going to have to deal with today. ]

You're from before this me was born. When I was still mortal.

[ gosh that's so weird. ]

Ah... And my given name is Akito!

Edited (derp ) 2013-04-08 13:57 (UTC)

Well, welcome to Verdana, Akito. Where no one's gonna see you but at least you can text message people until they finally believe in you.

People will believe in me?

[ he has a look of disbelief. ]

But I'm just the wind.

[He shrugs.]

Why not? You're obviously talking to them, so they'll eventually have to believe the wind is a sentient being.

What if I don't want to be believed in? Nothing good ever comes from other things seeing me.

...humans aren't things. They're people and they could be your friends.

No, humans have never seen me.

I mean things like other spirits, too. Like... Like dryads and naiads.

[ he pauses, glancing nervously at a nearby tree before flying a few extra metres away from it for good measure. ]

There aren't any of those here, are there?

What do other spirits have to do with you not wanting to be believed in? Other spirits can see you, no matter how petty they like to act.

[He shakes his head.]

Kids are who you wanna befriend. They're cool and fun. And you actually gotta try or they're never believe in you.

How do I make friends with kids? I don't even know how to make friends with spirits.

[ he fidgets with one of the charms on his purse, made from iridescent tooth fairy feathers. he gives a small, fond smile. ]

...Spirits aside from Miss Toothiana's helpers, at least.

Playing with them is a good start. But you gotta make them know you exist first. Otherwise, you're just the wind to them.

[He sighs.]

That's all I really know though. Took me 300 years to even get one kid to believe in me. So I'm not that much help. Use the phone though. Texting and talking to others seems to help.

Are there kids here?

[ he still seems hesitant about it all, but is more curious now than anything else. ]

Texting is okay, I think... I'm not so good at the- the talking part, but texting will be good practice, ne? Then if people start believing in me too, maybe by that time I'll be good at it.

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