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bothfoulandfair) wrote2014-09-15 07:57 pm
bothfoulandfair) wrote2014-09-15 07:57 pm
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[Spam for the CES]
[Elsa is still not the most willing or enthusiastic student when it comes to practicing with her abilities. She's quick to get frustrated, reluctant to try new things, and it's very, very easy to get her to call it quits.
This still isn't something she's learned to love. It can be beautiful, and it makes her feel powerful, but she's tired of hurting people, tired of feeling like she has no where to go and no one to accept her back home (even if she knows there's at least one person who would), and just tired in general.
But sometimes, she can ask someone to let her into the CES - which is easier, now that Dillon is back, because it feels less uncomfortable to ask him for simple things like this than other people - and just... let down her hair a little. So to speak (it's still in a bun.) She'll flick her fingers and let little spirals of frost cling to the leaves on trees, or fan out across a pond. Sometimes, she might even leave a tiny snowman in her tracks, little slightly lopsided things that don't look exactly like Olaf, and aren't alive, but might be close enough to be his cousins or something. It's nothing impressive - no ice palaces, no eternal winter. She's no where near strong enough for that.
It's just nice, to have little moments like this.
Of course, part of the problem of hanging around a more or less public space on the Barge is that you're never really alone, so feel free to catch her in the act.]
[Elsa is still not the most willing or enthusiastic student when it comes to practicing with her abilities. She's quick to get frustrated, reluctant to try new things, and it's very, very easy to get her to call it quits.
This still isn't something she's learned to love. It can be beautiful, and it makes her feel powerful, but she's tired of hurting people, tired of feeling like she has no where to go and no one to accept her back home (even if she knows there's at least one person who would), and just tired in general.
But sometimes, she can ask someone to let her into the CES - which is easier, now that Dillon is back, because it feels less uncomfortable to ask him for simple things like this than other people - and just... let down her hair a little. So to speak (it's still in a bun.) She'll flick her fingers and let little spirals of frost cling to the leaves on trees, or fan out across a pond. Sometimes, she might even leave a tiny snowman in her tracks, little slightly lopsided things that don't look exactly like Olaf, and aren't alive, but might be close enough to be his cousins or something. It's nothing impressive - no ice palaces, no eternal winter. She's no where near strong enough for that.
It's just nice, to have little moments like this.
Of course, part of the problem of hanging around a more or less public space on the Barge is that you're never really alone, so feel free to catch her in the act.]
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He glances back at Iris, arms crossed, grinning. ]
How 'bout that?
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Eeee, snow! 'Ey Elsa! Is that yours, then?
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Oh- yes. It's mine.
[There isn't a lot of it, just the snowmen and some frost and dustings on the ground, but it's obviously sort of out of place. The rest of the CES seems like a relatively temperate climate, with no hint of winter in the air. Maybe fall, if you're really pushing it.]
Hello.
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Nothing like this back home. Hell, I think I've missed frost.
D'you care if we hang around here with you?
[It's polite to ask, but Cain only asks because Elsa seems so gunshy around new people. Some people he'd push deliberately; he hasn't decided quite what to make of Elsa, though, and finds himself defaulting to this.]
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Iris is examining the spirals of frost on leaves.]
...this is brilliant. Do you control it right down to the patterns? Or do you just think frost and let the physics do the rest?
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(It's definitely better to use kid gloves with Elsa. She's like a skittish rabbit, or a hare, bolting at the first sign of trouble.)
When Solace approaches, she immediately raises her hands slightly and clasps them in front of her, trying not to look too uncomfortable, but also clearly not wanting the dog to get any closer, mostly for his own safety. Touch is still a problem.]
I can do both. It depends on how I approach it.
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Cain, fortunately, speaks 'body language' as a second language, and he keeps a nice distance from her, to avoid making her feel at all cornered.]
Solace- [he whistles, slaps his leg, gets Solace back near him. He has no idea that she might pose a danger unintentionally; all he reads is that she is wary of the dogs. Many people are, after all.]
Y'know, I never got to make a snowman. My whole life, I never really got to play in it, you believe it? [He says this to Iris, but the sort of way that leaves the conversation open to their third party] Could you make enough I could give it a shot, Elsa?
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That's just not right.
[Solace, obedient, comes in to lean on Cain's leg for a moment, then uses him as cover from which to launch a sideways strike-raid on Elvis' soccer ball. The two of them take off, chasing in a wide circle around the two-legged members of the party.]
They'd love it and all. If you can. If you want to, Elsa lovey.
[SNOWBALL FIGHT YAY]
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Besides:]
It won't be a very big one. [She can barely make enough snow to recreate Olaf, most of the time. But that's better than nothing, right?]
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But it's also nice to jog through the CES, sometimes, because he can go faster - really push it - and because sometimes just getting outside (even fake outside) is nice.
Thankfully, he still pays attention to where he's going. He sees a little snowman or two, feels the temperature start to drop a little before he actually comes up on Elsa; for a second, he isn't sure if he should stop or just keep going, but he slows down, at least, raising a hand. If she looks like she'd rather be alone, he figures, he'll just push right on through. Although it's sort of hard to hide the way he's watching her curiously, too.] Hey.
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Even if she still looks a little embarrassed, because she's not sure how she feels about being caught doing this. She's even less sure since she's obviously drawn his curiosity too, but he'd said he wasn't scared of what she could do, so she doesn't totally panic or start running in the other direction.
So maybe that's progress.]
Hello.
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She looks embarrassed, but she at least says hello; he comes to a stop, and it doesn't take more than a few seconds to catch his breath, as he takes look around.] You sure can do some amazing things, Elsa. [It's obvious that anything having to do with snow or ice in here is her doing, after all.] Other than the, uh, ice rink, I never got to see it up close. [And up close? That frost looks pretty... well. Pretty.]
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(She can still remember what Anna had looked like right after she'd been hit, and she just can't think of them with the same lightness as she had before.)
So she smiles, even though it's a little hesitant.]
I don't like to show off. [Or use it at all, honestly, but he knows that, and how she feels about what she can do.]
It's good to see you.
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Or just enjoying it.
[Maybe it's like running for him? Yeah, okay, it got on Sam's nerves, but honestly, Steve just likes running.]
It's good to see you, too. I feel like - I guess I've been kind of busy.
[Boot camp, keeping an eye on Bucky, keeping an eye on Vex, running into fires...
And yet, he still doesn't feel like he's done a lot of good, lately.] Do you have to think about it? I mean - the way you want the frost to look. Or does it just... do its own thing?
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It can be both. I can make shapes, or structures. [Palaces, stair cases, snowbanks, snowmen.
Her mouth twists into something a little less relaxed, even if it still might be called a smile.]
And then sometimes, it feels like it controls me.
But it's not so bad, here.
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Right. Since you're less powerful.
[He kind of gets the feeling she's actually grateful for that, but a part of him wonders if it could end up being a bad thing - her relying on watered-down powers to see her through this, because she's still afraid of them.]
I think that's... probably what keeps good people honest. The feeling that they're not completely in control. [Because he thinks about Schmidt, and Loki, and HYDRA, and...] When you feel like you can't mess up, that's when bad things happen.
[But it also doesn't meant you need to live in fear, right?]
These still look beautiful, though. [The leaves.]
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It's kind of nice to feel a little validated, and in a completely different way than talking with Blight.
So she smiles a little uncomfortably, like she's surprised and maybe a little pleased, and that just gets worse because she's also not used to really thinking of what she can do as beautiful. Not really.]
Thank you.
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You don't have to let your fear rule you, he figures. But once you fear nothing, or you don't fear what you can become if you really let yourself go... you lose something human.
Either way, it doesn't change that what she can do is beautiful.] You're welcome. I mean it, too. [He smiles a little more.] I used to like looking at the way frost formed on the glass in the winter, you know? It never looked the same way twice.
[He laughs a little.] Although pressing your nose up against it just gets you a cold nose and a lot of melted frost.
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Did you do that a lot?
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[Plus, he might have tried to draw frost a couple of times, as a kid. He had the patience for it, when he couldn't do much else.]
Conveniently, when the heater goes out, there's always more frost in the morning.
[He pauses a minute, then asks, because he's curious and he doesn't think it'll bother her to answer,] Could you always do this? Since you were a kid?
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Wow, that's amazing!
[Kira offers an apologetic smile.] Sorry. I didn't mean to intrude. I can go if you'd like to be alone.
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So her smile's small, and definitely a little brittle, but she doesn't actually look bothered by the intrusion.]
It's alright. I guess I could have put a sign on the door, if I really didn't want anyone else coming in.
[Was that a joke?
It might have been, don't fall over dead from surprise everyone.]
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I've been hearing about this place and this was my first chance to see it. I'm Kira. [Her smile becomes a little braver.] I like how you make the snow look like these patches of lace floating through the air.
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And she's not interested in praise or flattery either, because she still kind of feels like a danger to everyone, but... That's still nice to hear, considering her first reaction to her "gift" is still less than positive.] Thank you. I guess it really can be beautiful.
[She's had a lifetime of thinking of it as anything but.]
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But she also only just met Elsa, and it's not for her to wedge her way into the other young woman's life.]
Sometimes we don't see the beauty that's in front of us. Or we take it for granted. It's nice to meet you, Elsa. Oh hey, have you ever made maple ice? My dad used to do it in winter - it's where you get ice and then you cut it up in pieces and then you drizzle maple syrup on it and you eat it like candy.
[Kira beams at the memory.]
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[It sounds like something Anna would like, though, and that thought makes her smile even though it twists something up in her, too.]
Maybe next time, we should bring some.
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[That's assuming a lot, Kira.]
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