bothfoulandfair: (from my heart down to my legs)
[Elsa clicks on the video feed, and it's pretty readily apparent that she isn't affected by the flood. She's in her room and there's no laser tag gear anywhere to be seen, but there is a smile on her face. It's small, maybe a little shy, but it's there.]

I'm sorry about doing this in the middle of a flood, but- [Her smile stretches wider, making it clear that the calmer one from before is just her trying to keep her emotions in check.]

I'm leaving. I mean, I've graduated and I'm going home. This place has done a lot for me, and I probably could stay here as a warden, but. I need to go home.

[There are things she needs to do, things to make right, and she's still afraid that maybe she won't be able to, that people won't accept her, but she can't hide here forever.

(And if things go terribly wrong, she can always come back.)]


I'll miss many of you. Thank you for everything you've done for me.

[Private to Dillon]

I know I've already said this, but... thank you.

I don't think there's any way I can really make it up to you, but I want you to know that if you ever need a safe place to stay to think things over or just take a break for a little while, you're always welcome in Arendelle.

[Obviously he can't stay forever - or more like he probably wouldn't let himself - but she puts the offer on the table so he knows it's a possibility if he wants it. She doesn't like the idea of him not having somewhere to hide out if he needs it.]

[Private to Morgana and Jean]

I owe both of you a thank you in particular. I don't think I ever would have been able to get more comfortable with my powers without knowing people like you.

Also, Dillon helped me pick out some clothes while we were in Amsterdam. I won't need them at home, but I thought you might be able to use them.

[Spam for Steve]

[There are a few others she wants to say specific goodbyes to, so she doesn't leave immediately after making her post or after she's replied to any messages she's received about it over the network. Even if this isn't exactly the most opportune moment to be strolling around the Barge, it's going to be strange to leave this place, and it's sort of nice to see it one last time... even if she has to dodge the occasional over enthusiastic laser tag player.

She turns into one of the common rooms and spots Steve, complete with laser tag gear, which gets a small, amused smile out of her when she sees it, half bracing herself to be "shot" at even if she feels like he probably wouldn't.]


Hello, Steve.
bothfoulandfair: (with you I'll always share)
[May 9th, Spam for Dillon and Morgana]

and i can feel it coming in the air tonight )

[May 10th, Spam for Scorpius]

i've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh lord )

[May 10th through Event End, Open Spam]

[She's out of control.

It's all happening again, and she can't do anything to stop it. It's like trying to hold back a tidal wave with your bare hands, and it's so much easier - so much easier - to just give in, to just feel it rip out and spill over everything

The worst part is? It feels good.

But she's icing over the remains of the ship, and she knows people will hate her for it. Will be frightened and angry and murderous, and she can't be here when they come for her. She's afraid, she doesn't want to die again.

So she does the one thing she can: she runs.

Ice and snow follows her like a virus, spreading out over the terrain, blasting it bare and leaving a trail for anyone who wants to to follow.

They'll need to hurry, though. The radius is expanding rapidly, eating up the clear path and creating a wide expanse of quasi eternal winter.]

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