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re_alignment_logs2014-08-02 02:49 pm
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It's now or never...
Who: Lea and Elsa [Closed]
Where: The Hub, the room Elsa occupied due to radiation
When: Just before Lea goes off to battle
What: Lea has a special gift for Elsa, and needs to give it to her while there's still time
Lea had been trying to think of a good time to give Elsa the wayfinder he'd made for her, but hadn't been able to quite convince himself it was a good idea. Because, well, she could make such beautiful tings with ice with just a thought. And not only that, but she was a queen; she must have much more spectacular jewelry at home. His little good luck charm, made of scavenged materials, would probably look cheap and lame by comparison.
But fate had decided for him, it seemed, and now there was no time to delay. There might not be a chance later, for any of them. So he was here, at Elsa's supposedly temporary room in the Hub, with only a few minutes before he had to leave for the battlefield. He knocked to announce himself, but didn't wait for Elsa to answer before he opened the door.
"Elsa?", he said as he stepped inside. "I... need to talk to you a minute."
Where: The Hub, the room Elsa occupied due to radiation
When: Just before Lea goes off to battle
What: Lea has a special gift for Elsa, and needs to give it to her while there's still time
Lea had been trying to think of a good time to give Elsa the wayfinder he'd made for her, but hadn't been able to quite convince himself it was a good idea. Because, well, she could make such beautiful tings with ice with just a thought. And not only that, but she was a queen; she must have much more spectacular jewelry at home. His little good luck charm, made of scavenged materials, would probably look cheap and lame by comparison.
But fate had decided for him, it seemed, and now there was no time to delay. There might not be a chance later, for any of them. So he was here, at Elsa's supposedly temporary room in the Hub, with only a few minutes before he had to leave for the battlefield. He knocked to announce himself, but didn't wait for Elsa to answer before he opened the door.
"Elsa?", he said as he stepped inside. "I... need to talk to you a minute."
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The room, naturally, had been encased with ice. Whether or not it was on purpose or not was still up in the air. Elsa had stood to open the door, but when he walks in, she freezes.
No pun intended."Lea." Her expression is rather indecipherable. Still rocking that armor though.
"...You're going out there, aren't you?" she murmurs, sounding a little more accusing than she wanted. Elsa winces, another spire climbs up the wall.
"Sorry---" Deep breath in, and out. No panicking. Conceal. Don't feel.
"What's wrong?"
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He took a deep breath that came out in a sigh. "But that's not what I'm here for," he said. "Well... not the only thing, anyway. I... made something for you. I've been trying to find a good time to give it to you, but under the circumstances..." He trailed off, the situation obvious.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a hand-sized object in the shape of a five-pointed star. The star was separated into five petals, each made of glittering blue glass and framed with silvery metal. Attached to the top point of the star was a loop of thin metal chain, long enough that it could be worn as an (admittedly rather large and cumbersome) necklace. And in the center of the star was a silvery metal snowflake, set with tiny bits of clear glass to make it sparkle.
"It's... called a Wayfinder," Lea explained a little tentatively as he offered it to Elsa. "I got the idea from Ven. It's a good luck charm, and it represents an unbreakable connection."
"I've got one too." He reached into his other pocket and pulled out a second Wayfinder, this one made of coppery metal and reddish glass, with a stylized tongue of flame made of coppery metal in the center. "So this way," he said, "no matter where we are, or what happens, our hearts will always be connected."
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"For the same reason. I---I can help, I have the ability, sitting here is just wasting it."
2/2
"You...you made this?" Pardon her flabberghasted look, as it really sets in that he made it for her, with her in mind. Sure, Anna had made her things before. Little bracelets, drawings of each other, all slipped under the door for her. But never had she been made something this personal by someone other than her sister.
She's almost afraid to touch it, like it's precious and that she'll break it, but she takes it, almost surprised at how heavy it is. He reveals it's meaning, and something about her demeanor changes completely. The tension in her disappears, and she smiles.
"No matter where or what." she repeats to herself, turning it over, then glancing at his matching one. Big, stupid, goofy grin appears, and even a small sheepish chuckle as she rubs at her eye. No, she's not crying, never, nope.
"Sorry, I just. No one has...really ever made something like this for me before. " she chuckles out again, feeling silly for even the thought of crying. Several long spires of ice that protruded from the walls seem to mimic her with puddles of melted ice beginning underneath them.
OMG Lea you adorkable thing you. XD <3
"Yeah," He said, with a bit of a sheepish smile when asked if he'd made it. "Turns out I can manipulate molten metal and glass just like I can regular fire. Who knew, right?"
An equally big goofy grin spreads across his face as well, getting even bigger and goofier as part of him realizes the absurdity of the situation. Outside, the world was in danger of coming to an end, and here he was, grinning like an idiot because Elsa liked the gift he'd made her.
"Could say the same about you staying with me the whole time I was unconscious," he said. "That's part of why I wanted to make this for you actually; to say thanks. And the other reason is... well, I... like you." The way he said it indicated that he meant a bit more than liking someone as a friend. He wasn't quite sure enough of his own heart yet to call it love, exactly, but... it was on its way to becoming that.
He ducked his head slightly. And was he actually blushing after that confession? Yes, yes he was, the pink contrasting vividly with his bright red hair. "Do you... really like it that much?", he asked looking back up to Elsa, the uncharacteristically shy expression on his face making him look younger.
1/2 i cant actually handle these two i may cry for the both of them
She opens her mouth to retort---"I---I didn't, really, I just...stopped by, and..." fell asleep is what she wants to say, but then she stopped short with his small confession. Ohhhh boy.
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She sputters, fumbling with her words for a moment. You broke her, Lea. Call again later. Looking back at the Wayfinder in her hand, she turns it over and over nervously, as though she were back to square one again. But the ice isn't crawling up the walls, trying to protect her. In fact, there's an invading sound of dripping water. Some of the overhead stalagmites of ice began to thin, while others well near disappeared completely. The water didn't remain, but it was obvious that the defensive ice walls she'd encased the room in were beginning to thaw out.
It distracts her from answering him.
"I---I do, I think it's the most beautiful thing I've ever received---from anyone." she starts, looking around at the walls with the most confused look on her face.
"How---I don't---" In fact, she begins to panic.
"I don't know how, or even if I'm doing that, that's not me, I'm---I don't know how to---"
Not that that's bad news, if it is her, but she can't really tell at this point, it's all rather subconscious.
"You're not doing that, are you?"
Elsa, Elsa honey, yes, it's him alright.And Lea figures it out! <3
He grins brightly at her compliment about the Wayfinder, though. "Thanks,"he said. "Really. I was worried it wouldn't look like much, given that you're a Queen and all. I mean, you probly have way nicer jewelry and stuff back h-"
He was abruptly cut off when a large drop of water plopping on top of his head. He blinked, looking around them, and noticed the melting ice. He frowned slightly, puzzled, and shook his head. "It's not me...", he murmured. He looked around at the melting ice, recalling the way her book had defrosted before, and what had preceded it. And a long moment later his eyes went wide, right before he face-palmed. "I am an idiot," he muttered into his hand.
Realizing that this explained nothing, he looked back at Elsa, inexplicably smiling again. "OK, you know how fear makes your powers go haywire, right?," he said. "Well, don't people always describe feelings of fear as being cold? Like a scary thought is 'chilling', and things like that? Well what kind of emotions do people always describe as being warm?"
"Friendship, love, affection... warm emotions. They're the key to really controlling your powers," he said. "It's been right under our noses the whole time! I just can't believe I didn't make the connection until now..."
thats it games over this is all that needed to happen
"But---Anna." Really, she thought hard about it. Anna was the most loving person she knew, and she loved her too. But really---- she was always too scared to feel it. Now she wasn't scared, and wasn't afraid, and she could really feel all those things. Looking down at the ice, she bites her lip. With a brisk wave of her hand, the ice disappears, receding from the walls & the ceiling.
Seeing it all disappear only makes her field of expression blow right open, with a look of wonder and relief. She could unfreeze Arendelle. She could fix the problem she had at home. She could actually save Anna.
"All of it, everything---it was all this easy, this whole time." she murmurs, hardly believing it herself. A moment passes as her gaze returns to the Wayfinder, finally putting it on like the necklace it is. It is rather clunky, but she can't imagine it any different. Elsa chuckles out of turn, hiding the color on her face. Well. Trying to.
"Well, then it is you. Just, you know. Not really." Oh that was silly, Elsa, stop talking.
NO IT IS NEVER OVER,
She'd always been beautiful of course. At first, it had been in a vulnerable, fragile way, as if she were one of her own ice sculptures. Then as he'd gotten to know her, and she'd gotten a better grip on her powers, he'd seen the strength of the heart that lay beneath that seemingly fragile shell, and while he still wanted to protect her, it was no longer because he felt she especially needed protecting. This, though... this was different. And all he knew was that standing there smiling like that, trying to hide the slight blush in her cheeks, she'd never looked more beautiful.
It was about then that he realized he was staring, and his smile took on a sheepish tone. "Nah," he said. "This is all you. All I did was remind you of what you had in you all along."
The Wayfinder really didn't have to be worn like a necklace, but he was willing to admit that that was a really good way of ensuring it never got lost. Lea slipped his on like that as well, taking a moment to look at it before tucking it inside his coat. It was heavy, but in a reassuring way rather than an uncomfortable one, and Lea wondered idly if the protection implied by the story behind them might be more than just symbolic.
And well, darn. Now they were fresh out of excuses to not go out and help fight. But... he didn't want to go yet. He couldn't just leave like that. He just stood there awkwardly for a moment, hesitating, before stepping forward and resting a hand on Elsa's shoulder. "Take care of yourself out there, alright?", he said gently.