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Post by Elsa on Jul 7, 2014 3:57:59 GMT
(ooc: September 5th, after classes but before the fights. Open to all water circle members who aren't otherwise preoccupied or participating in the fights.)
Truth be told, Elsa was beginning to wish more and more that she'd just stayed home. It wouldn't have been much better, granted, but at the very least she would be able to go on without fear that her friend might be in danger of getting beaten to a pulp. Her worries had been quelled since her discussion with Sweetie Belle and Anna, but it was plain to see that the young princess was still worried. What if Jack really did get beaten to a bloody pulp? What was she meant to do if her friend suffered this day? He was supposed to try and help her get better control over her powers. She couldn't get that control if he got hurt too seriously. Besides... He was her friend. Friends didn't sit by and let friends get beaten up... Right?
If that was the case, why was Elsa so intent on staying away from the arena that day?
It was simple enough. Elsa just couldn't bear the idea of watching Jack be beaten up. She also couldn't stand the idea of watching the fights in general. So, there she sat on the shore of the beach with her knees drawn in close to her body and her gloved hands resting in the sand. It wasn't the most ladylike position to be in, granted, but Elsa wasn't about to start any arguments about that much. She just wanted to be left to herself... But she knew that wasn't going to happen. Sooner or later someone was going to come along and ask her what the matter was. Knowing her luck, it would likely be Anna. Elsa wouldn't have minded her sister's company, but still...
"I wonder if it's too late to send a letter home and ask to go back," Elsa murmured. It was clear for all to see that she wasn't in the best state of mindsets at the moment. That might have changed if someone decided to try and talk to her.
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Post by Yosuke on Jul 7, 2014 4:34:40 GMT
Yosuke had been wondering about going to arena and watching the fights. He wasn't sure he could do it, after all, fighting shadows was different than fighting friends or classmates. He had felt relief to see his name not on the list today, but also ashamed that he had been a coward to think that he was safe for that day. Other people were fighting, friends against friends. Sure, some of them wouldn't be friends, but that didn't change the fact that this school was a different story all together.
He had been wanting to drown out those thoughts with music but instead, he had found himself walking on the beach, thinking about the events. He glanced up to see a girl with blonde hair...Elsa? Yes. Elsa. that was her name.
"Elsa?" he asked, approaching closer. "Are you alright?"
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Post by Kevin Ford "Wither" on Jul 7, 2014 5:18:53 GMT
"Elsa! Hi!"
Kevin stumbled up the stairs to the common room pushing towards the girl with the gloves. He smirked softly, looking towards her, hoping to see a smile on her face but instead being met with a pained look. He squinted slightly, clutching his laptop bag he'd carried to class. His mouth parted as he looked her over. She seemed hurt, pained. The girl with the gloves looked upset. He turned sideways to at least acknowledge Yosuke but Kevin was more concerned with Elsa. Tragic, painted with the sadness only someone who'd hurt someone else knew. Kevin had the own feeling in his heart. He knew it well.
He'd hurt someone close to him too.
But at this point it was a stupid (albeit pointless) crush that Kevin harbored on the beautiful princess. He approached her, reached out his hand but recoiled it darkly. He gripped it cautiously with his other hand. "Are you okay?"
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Post by Anna on Jul 7, 2014 7:00:33 GMT
"Elsa?"
In spite of the older girl's earlier lack of trust in her, Anna had recovered enough from that disappointment to approach her sister now. She'd just happened to glance out the dorm window and see Elsa sitting alone on the beach; that something was bothering Elsa was plain to see and Anna, being Anna, had decided she wasn't just going to sit idly by. She wouldn't be much of a sister if she didn't try to be there for her sibling, Anna figured. Of course, Elsa might just shut her out yet again, she'd got good at that over the years, but... the redhead dared to hope that this time might be different.
Passing the two guys who were similarly showing an interest - Yosuke and someone she didn't know - Anna crouched in the sand at her sister's side. Though Elsa's outward appearance was as neat and collected as it ever was, Anna knew the other girl well enough to tell that, emotionally speaking, her sibling was in rather a mess.
Perhaps if Elsa would just tell her what was wrong, Anna figured, she might be able to help.
"Can you tell me what's wrong this time?" She stretched out a hand towards Elsa's shoulder, hesitated momentarily, uncertain how her sister would react, and then placed it lightly upon the fabric of the other girl's shirt. She didn't mean to press, but... Anna's only intention was to help. What else was a sister for, anyway - other than, she supposed, for shutting out for years on end.
"Come on, Elsa, please. I just want to know if I can help."
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Post by Elsa on Jul 7, 2014 7:14:30 GMT
"No..."
Her voice was quiet. It may have been pointless to worry about someone from another circle, but that was her current thought. Elsa probably should have known better than to worry about Jack. He was tough... Maybe even tougher than she could ever hope to be. She could only wish to be that tough. Jack could handle himself just fine in a fight, she was sure. What was the young princess compared to him? She was nothing but a big ball of worries on top of a pile of underlying guilt of her past that continued to haunt her. That much was quelled, at least for the moment, but there was no denying that Elsa was not the least bit okay at the moment. She just wanted to fall apart... But she couldn't. Conceal, don't feel... Conceal, don't feel...
Blue eyes trailed up to Yosuke, Kevin, and Anna, and a gloved hand wasn't far behind it. In spite of her silent mantra, it was impossible to hide the emotions bubbling into view. Why did those awful fights have to be that day? Why did Jack have to have his name drawn? It wasn't fair... He hadn't done anything to deserve this. None of the ones being forced to fight had done anything to deserve it. Elsa, also, hadn't done anything worthy of breaking down her emotional shield that she'd tried so hard to build up. Yet that shield had been chipped away, if only just slightly. It was easy to see the tears she was trying to brush away.
"A... A friend has to fight in those fights today... I don't want to watch, b-but I... I'm..." Elsa stopped there. Whether or not it was obvious that she was worried about this friend didn't matter anymore. She was willing to finally accept comfort. After all that time of isolation, it looked like her defensive shield was being broken down. In the back of her mind was the thought that Anna would be happy about this to some degree. What if it had been Anna in the place of Jack, though? The answer was simple; Elsa would have been a much worse wreck if it had been if her sister had been in that spot. Thankfully she wasn't, but still... Just the fact that one of her friends being at risk that day making her emotional should have been a good thing.
At least it was a step in the right direction. Concealing her emotions couldn't have been healthy.
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Post by Yosuke on Jul 7, 2014 7:30:59 GMT
"No..." Her voice was quiet. It may have been pointless to worry about someone from another circle, but that was her current thought. Elsa probably should have known better than to worry about Jack. He was tough... Maybe even tougher than she could ever hope to be. She could only wish to be that tough. Jack could handle himself just fine in a fight, she was sure. What was the young princess compared to him? She was nothing but a big ball of worries on top of a pile of underlying guilt of her past that continued to haunt her. That much was quelled, at least for the moment, but there was no denying that Elsa was not the least bit okay at the moment. She just wanted to fall apart... But she couldn't. Conceal, don't feel... Conceal, don't feel... Blue eyes trailed up to Yosuke, Kevin, and Anna, and a gloved hand wasn't far behind it. In spite of her silent mantra, it was impossible to hide the emotions bubbling into view. Why did those awful fights have to be that day? Why did Jack have to have his name drawn? It wasn't fair... He hadn't done anything to deserve this. None of the ones being forced to fight had done anything to deserve it. Elsa, also, hadn't done anything worthy of breaking down her emotional shield that she'd tried so hard to build up. Yet that shield had been chipped away, if only just slightly. It was easy to see the tears she was trying to brush away. "A... A friend has to fight in those fights today... I don't want to watch, b-but I... I'm..." Elsa stopped there. Whether or not it was obvious that she was worried about this friend didn't matter anymore. She was willing to finally accept comfort. After all that time of isolation, it looked like her defensive shield was being broken down. In the back of her mind was the thought that Anna would be happy about this to some degree. What if it had been Anna in the place of Jack, though? The answer was simple; Elsa would have been a much worse wreck if it had been if her sister had been in that spot. Thankfully she wasn't, but still... Just the fact that one of her friends being at risk that day making her emotional should have been a good thing. At least it was a step in the right direction. Concealing her emotions couldn't have been healthy. Oh. Yosuke's smile suddenly turned to a frown, that was a problem. No wonder Elsa was acting this way. If his friends had been in the fight's he probably would have been in the same position. "But you are worried about him." he said, the brown haired boy stared at the girl. "I wish there was a way to stop this from happening. Makes me wonder what kind of sick twisted, son of a-" he stopped himself from saying the last word. Swearing wouldn't help the situation that Elsa was in. The boy took a seat next to Anna who was kneeling down. "....I'm sure your friend will be fine. I mean, i doubt that people will fight too seriously in the first day right?" Hopeful, but Yosuke knew that it wouldn't be true. Some of the people here would hold nothing back. Some might even kill
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Post by Kevin Ford "Wither" on Jul 7, 2014 19:59:10 GMT
Kevin winced. Her friend was in one of the battles. Kevin breathed, hoping and praying that she wouldn't get hurt. If it was a guy, well...the male wasn't exactly the kindest kid when it came to other males. He got along much better with girls. Speaking of girls, he watched as a girl approached Elsa. They looked similar and Kevin would admit the female was pretty. Maybe they were sisters. He offered a plain look towards the two but decided to stay standing, leaning on one leg more than the other. He stuffed his hands deep in his baggy uniform pants as he let the laptop bag hang from his hand. The sketchbook was poking out.
He got an idea.
Kneeling beside Anna and the other boy, Kevin reached into the bag. Elsa had remarked on his doodles and he'd haphazardly doodled her in his last class. It was creepy but perhaps it would cheer her up. She didn't seem to be acknowledging him anyway. He removed the sketchbook and flipped to the page. In pencil scratches was a rather decent Sketch of Elsa.
"Um...here," he said, "I know it isn't saving your friend but...maybe it'll cheer you up I hope." He also hoped quite plainly that she didn't find it freaky that he was drawing her. But to be fair he had a few other sketches in there. An interesting white haired boy he'd seen, a pink haired girl and even the dragon teacher.
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Post by Anna on Jul 9, 2014 16:47:17 GMT
"Oh."
For a long moment, there didn't seem to be much to say besides that. Anna possibly should have been glad that Elsa had finally confided in her; but the details of what it was that had just been confided were enough to kill that thought. Anna couldn't blame her sister for feeling awful, in all fairness; if it was Elsa who had been made to participate in the fight... well, Anna wasn't sure quite how she would react in her sister's shoes, but she'd probably be in a fair bit of turmoil herself. For Elsa to have a friend...
Wait a minute.
Anna blinked once, feeling confused. As of yet, she hadn't made any close friends here herself; she knew Yosuke, Sweetie Belle, and a few others she'd met in classes, but no-one who she'd really bonded with. Yet here was Elsa the introvert, who had already made a good enough friend that concern for his safety had her in such a state. It felt bizarrely surreal. Anna looked away from her sister for a moment, out across the ocean; she twiddled her tie's knot between her fingers for a moment as she listened to the two males add their pieces.
She turned back as the boy whose name she didn't know spoke, offering Elsa something to cheer her up, and Anna craned her head to look. He was holding out a sketch of Elsa; and a pretty accurate one for that, as well. "Hey, that's good. Can you draw me sometime too?" A moment too late it occured to Anna that now really wasn't the best time to ask that, and the redhead lowered her hands to her lap and stared at them sheepishly for half a moment. Her silence might have lasted longer if she hadn't still felt the need to say something to her sister.
"Yosuke's right, I'm sure... he?" she took a guess at the gender of Elsa's friend, knowing she had a fifty-fifty chance of being right. "...will be fine," she attempted. "He wouldn't be here if he couldn't handle himself, would he? He'll get out alright." Knowing absolutely nothing about the friend in question, Anna was aware she was pretty much taking a shot in the dark with her reassurance; but it was better than not saying anything, wasn't it?
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Post by Elsa on Aug 1, 2014 21:12:54 GMT
It was true... The very idea of her making a friend while Anna apparently had been struggling with that concept was a strange one. Who would have thought that the isolated, reclusive older sister would be the one making friends? She hadn't even actively been looking for them. It just sort of... Happened, she supposed. She wished she had some reasonable explanation for why it had happened or how, but she didn't. All she could do was accept the fact that she had befriended Jack, however quickly that had happened, and that she was worried sick about him. Maybe it was because the two had a connection of sorts. After all, Jack was like her. He could use ice magic and had promised like Kevin and the others she had met thus far that he wouldn't tell anyone about her powers. Maybe that was all there was to it.
"You're right, Anna. I know you're right. He'll be all right... I'm probably just worrying for no good reason," Elsa finally managed to say. She would have liked to say more, but something stopped her. Kevin spoke once more and when Anna acknowledged what he had said, and this allowed Elsa to properly focus a bit more. When she did, she saw what it was that Kevin was trying to show her. It was his sketchbook. There, she saw that he had drawn a few of the students from the school... And she was included in that batch.
...He'd drawn her? In spite of herself, Elsa couldn't help wondering why that would be? What could he possibly have seen in her that would make her want to draw him? Perhaps it was the fact that the two of them, like her and Jack, were rather similar. They both wore gloves and had powers that they had to hide. At least... That was what Elsa had gotten out of their encounter. It wasn't as if she could directly ask him about that much in front of anyone else. Well, technically she could. She just chose not to. Instead, she gently brushed away whatever tears had slipped free from her eyes and looked back to Kevin.
"You... You drew me? But why... I don't understand..."
Perhaps it wasn't the most coherent thing the princess could have gotten out, but there it was. She still was trying to grasp the idea of why Kevin would have wanted to be close to her and draw her at all. Maybe he really did want to be friends with her. ...Maybe this school had been a good decision after all. It was slow, of course, but it was an opportunity for Elsa to finally open up after all those years of remaining shut up and cold toward the world.
Rather than speaking her thoughts in relation to that out loud, though, Elsa tried her hardest to smile and tried to offer something a bit more cheery. If that was even possible.
"...Thank you. All of you, I mean. Here I am, feeling for once in my life, and all of you are... Just here. For me..."
...Maybe it really was time that she started opening up more to Anna. Her sister had been there the whole time and only now was she realizing it. The only thing that made her hesitate was her latent fear of hurting Anna all over again. Her expression turned more apologetic as she glanced back at Anna, and she tried to find her words again.
"Anna, I... I'm sorry. I know we've been over this at least once before, but all this time all I've done is shut you out. You were trying to help and all I can do is apologize for what I've done in return. I'm not much of a sister at all, am I?"
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Post by Anna on Aug 2, 2014 20:37:02 GMT
"You kind of weren't," the redheaded sister agreed with a nod. She didn't mean to put Elsa down; but her sister had been the one to say it, not her, and it wasn't exactly untrue. Having every door she'd tried to open with Elsa slammed right back in her face had stung a lot, and if they hadn't been thrust back together by coming here, Anna would have been right on the verge of giving up on her sister completely.
"But it's okay!" she hurried to add. "You were pretty busy with all that 'preparing to be queen' stuff, so I understand that you wouldn't have wanted a... distraction." That had to be it, Anna had gradually come to figure. After Elsa had told her, the other day, that the separation had been their parents' idea and not Elsa's own, the younger sibling had drawn her own conclusions; Mama and Papa must had decided that she would have been too much of a disturbance to the platinum-blonde while Elsa learnt everything she needed to rule a kingdom. It didn't explain the closed gates, and knowing that she had been seen more as a hinderance to the elder girl than a help wasn't entirely without a sting of its own, but it more or less explained away what had been a mystery to Anna for a full ten years.
"But I'm here for you now. And you can be here for me again, too. Remember how close we were as kids? We can go back to being that way again." She squeezed Elsa's shoulder, hardly daring to hope that her sister would say yes. They had once shared everything; and though it would take time, they could become that way again, if Elsa would only allow it. And it seemed that, right now, there was the best shot there ever had been of her big sister actually saying yes and working with her to restore their bond once more.
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Post by Yosuke on Aug 3, 2014 4:05:44 GMT
Yosuke was relieved to see that Elsa was feeling a bit better. He always got a bit uncomfortable when girls were sad, that was the time when he would always do something goofy and silly to make them smile. However, Elsa seemed a bit different. Something told him that just him tripping or something else would not make her feel better.
He blinked in surprise to learn that Anna and Elsa weren't exactly close anymore. How did that happen? It would be better not to ask though. "Being there is what friends are for." he said calmly shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. He was trying to at least be nice and not create an awkward moment between sisters or anything like that
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Post by Kevin Ford "Wither" on Aug 3, 2014 4:24:52 GMT
"Hey, that's good. Can you draw me sometime too?"
Kevin blushed slightly, pushing his longish hair back. "Sure! If...if you want." His better work was industrial; metal and junk. But they seemed to like it. He tore off a piece of paper, the one with Elsa's picture on it, and held it out to her. He turned his head towards Anna and too her in. She was very pretty too. No gloves; she clearly wasn't a mutant. Or one that was visible. He couldn't judge.
"I'm Kevin," he said softly, collecting his sketches together, "Um...I met Elsa in the cafeteria." He hoped that Anna was okay with the gloves he had. His were probably for a much different reason than Elsa's were on.
"What's your name?"
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