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bothfoulandfair) wrote2014-03-13 08:21 pm
bothfoulandfair) wrote2014-03-13 08:21 pm
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[Elsa has been preparing for this for most of her life, but she still feels like people shouldn't be looking to her for advice, or thoughtful commentary, or much of anything, really. It's almost like whenever they turn to her expecting her to say something, she still thinks they're talking to her father or mother, and when she turns around, she'll see them behind her ready to give an intelligent, diplomatic answer.
They're not, though. The young Senator feels totally alone even though there are people from her home planet with her, and other senators to talk to, and she wishes she'd had more time. She feels so unprepared, and she's sure it shows.
But she still tries to keep it together at formal events, dressed in outfits that reference her homeworld without actually meaning she needs to wear twenty pounds of petticoats to keep warm. Her smiles are a little pinched, like she's forgotten how to do it and is relying on vague recollections of how to do it. It's exhausting, to hear so many people tell her that they're sorry for her loss, that her parents will be missed, but at the same time, it's nice to know that people cared.
So while she keeps to the sidelines of most political and otherwise formal gatherings, people still seem to flock around this new face in the political scene, and... she's sort of flailing. Rescue her? Ask some questions about her thoughts on current events? Maybe you knew her father and didn't think he was that great of a guy?]
[ooc: feel free to catch elsa wherever, whenever, and if you've got any questions, feel free to hit me up!]
They're not, though. The young Senator feels totally alone even though there are people from her home planet with her, and other senators to talk to, and she wishes she'd had more time. She feels so unprepared, and she's sure it shows.
But she still tries to keep it together at formal events, dressed in outfits that reference her homeworld without actually meaning she needs to wear twenty pounds of petticoats to keep warm. Her smiles are a little pinched, like she's forgotten how to do it and is relying on vague recollections of how to do it. It's exhausting, to hear so many people tell her that they're sorry for her loss, that her parents will be missed, but at the same time, it's nice to know that people cared.
So while she keeps to the sidelines of most political and otherwise formal gatherings, people still seem to flock around this new face in the political scene, and... she's sort of flailing. Rescue her? Ask some questions about her thoughts on current events? Maybe you knew her father and didn't think he was that great of a guy?]
[ooc: feel free to catch elsa wherever, whenever, and if you've got any questions, feel free to hit me up!]
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But then the question's not about her parents or politics, and it catches her off guard. The surprise definitely shows for a moment before she tries to school her features back into something a little more neutral.
"Thank you." She fumbles for something to add. "Yours is beautiful, too."
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"Yours, though - that's not from around here, is it?" The World has a eclectic mix of styles, but she hasn't seen that before.
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And right now, she wants nothing more to be back there, where everything is simple and easier to understand and keep a handle on. She misses the serenity that comes from standing on one of the glaciers after a storm's passed, and there's nothing like this, here.
"It's... where I'm from," is her totally lame follow up to that statement.