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Queen Elsa of Arendelle Grimmsvale | | co-owner of personal flury | | twenty-four.Sister of Anna, lover of winter, weak for chocolate.

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A Season of Change | | Elsa & Madame Medusa

[sylviaxmarpole]

"Ah! Yes, my babies are just lovely!” Medusa exclaimed, immediately smiling and scratching behind the two dogs’ ears. “It’s the first sensible thing you’ve said today, darling. That means you’re doing better! As long as you watch where you place your feet, you should be good.”

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

"They are," she echoed her earlier statement, clenching her jaw at the mention of the incident again. Let it go, she thought. If she could have looked away without being obvious, her eyes would have been rolling. For now, she took the high road and ignored the woman's prods. "What are their names?" For all she knew, the woman would also relate that statement to her feet, but it was worth a shot.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

A Season of Change | | Elsa & Madame Medusa

[sylviaxmarpole]

Madame Medusa straightened her coat and dusted it off. She held its collar with her hands, letting go of the leashes. The dogs sat in place, obediently looking at Elsa without moving at all, while the tall woman regained the gracefully murderous air she had lost with the fall.

"You should be, dear," she responded in a much more harmonious voice, while she counted to ten in her head, "but being sorry is never enough. You should know that, if anything, about life. But worry not, girl. Madame Medusa is forgiving, albeit a bit… fiery, sometimes. Some say the hair matches the personality. I probably shouldn’t have scared you so much.” The woman had chosen to say that because it sounded like an apology, but it truly wasn’t.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

No, you shouldn't have, she thought, only nodding. She lowered her gaze at the feel of twin sets of dark eyes on her, watching the dogs as steadily as they were watching her. "They're lovely," she offered a compliment, hoping that it would somehow magically make the woman forget the incident. It wasn't the best, but she couldn't think outside the constant echo of how stupid can you get? circling around and around in her mind.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

A Season of Change | | Elsa & Madame Medusa

[sylviaxmarpole]

"Lost in your own world?" Medusa repeated, sarcastically. "That’s so adorable! If you weren’t lost in places that don’t even exist, you wouldn’t be tripping innocent people out on the street!” she exclaimed, the rage not leaving yet. Her face displayed a somewhat fruity red underneath her make-up.

"You can’t get me anything. I can get my own things on my own, darling. You should instead save it and get a new dress, or something. That thing you’re wearing doesn’t even fit you!” Madame Medusa came back to herself, slowly. The color drained from her face and she let out a deep breath. She was overreacting, again. While she had the urge of shooting someone, she couldn’t.

The woman knew she had to behave, after all. At least outside the shop. “I apologize, darling. I didn’t mean to speak to you that way! It’s just the whole falling thing and then your sense of fashion… I forgive you.”

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

Elsa could feel the tendrils of self-doubt slowly reaching out to hold her captive, the accompanying anxiety nearly suffocating as the stranger ranted and raved. While she knew it was her fault, it was only a fall. But the words wouldn't leave her mouth, and instead she finally had to shut it lest the cooling temperatures dry it out completely. She licked her lips nervously, her hands folding in her lap as her gaze dropped from the older woman's.

At the sound of what was supposed to be an apology, her icy blues flicked back up to search the woman's face, to see if she meant sincerity despite the tone, or if it was as false as it had sounded. She was going to go with the latter, but while she wanted to call her out on how silly it was to go off on someone just because of what they were wearing - which Elsa considered fashionable, simple, but fashionable - she couldn't. The words froze in her throat, and she simply nodded. "I truly am sorry," she managed to say softly.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

A Season of Change | | Elsa & Madame Medusa

[sylviaxmarpole]

Medusa started to stand back up, finding it slightly difficult because of her heels and the rather prominent coat she had been wearing. She looked up at the younger woman and appeared to be blowing steam through her nose for a second or so. “I’d be much better than all right if someone hadn’t tripped me as I walked!” the redhead exclaimed, pulling the leashes away from Elsa’s hand as hard as she could. The dogs instantly began barking around, surprised by said pull.

"What do you think you’re doing, girl?! Unless you’re blind, you should be looking where you put your… giant feet!" The woman ended her rant, breathing heavily, as if the rage that overcame her was slowly draining out.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

She shied slightly, seemingly drawing back within her shell as the woman snapped at her. Giant feet? Glancing down at where her left foot was sticking out slightly, still crossed across her other leg, she quickly did the math. "Oh, I'm sorry!" She said, looking up with wide eyes, guilt taking course over her queen's instinct to match the woman with an even tone. Perhaps adrenaline would take over if the woman didn't lighten up, but for now, the nervous girl she'd had no choice but to be for several years was taking control. "I was lost in my own world, can I get you anything to make up for it?" She offered with pleading eyes. A coffee or something wouldn't erase the fact that it had happened, or the truth that the woman could have easily avoided her barely-protruding foot, but perhaps it would smooth out the wrinkles.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

False Royalty | | Elsa + Ratigan

[greatestcriminalrat-blog]

          Padraic issued a soft noise in his throat at her admission, but gave her a pointed look over the rim of his cup. “I’ve come to learn over these many years that it’s always the interesting ones who consider themselves boring,” he murmured, taking a sip of his whiskey before lowering the cup again. “I wouldn’t consider a woman running her own business as boring. Quite the opposite. I find it all the more intriguing to know what she’s like outside of her office.” The older man smiled wryly at her before glancing aside. He nodded absently in agreement. “I suppose. That way they seem a bit more special in comparison. Exactly what sorts of things did you celebrate back home?” he asked softly, glancing over at her once again.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

She laughed, flushing slightly. "There's not much too know, I'm afraid." She was who she was here, and that's all there was to it. She tried bars to get out in her spare time and then would cower into her corner. She frequented the candy shop for Anna's benefit and spent nights off in socks and sweats with her hair in a messy bun while she tried to find something on the television to interest her until she got bored and read until she passed out. Boring was the only way to describe it, but she liked her routine. "Oh, different things," Elsa said rather dumbly. She hurriedly rushed to elaborate. "Birthdays of those of importance, holidays - though not like this, of course - annual traditional balls, if a diplomat or someone was visiting..." She trailed off before her nervous tongue had a chance to slip and add "my coronation" to the list.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

A Season of Change | | Elsa + Alice

[alicexdowntherabbithole-blog]

The young blonde was out in hopes of getting some shopping done. Unfortunately for her, her wardrobe didn’t really extended into the colder months. The light chill that had settled over the town had been fine. Now the heartier cold that would last the winter was taking over. So more weather appropriate clothes were needed. Alice had hopes hitting up  La Mode and The Spot before the day was over and finding something she liked.

She adjusted her coat tighter around herself, not entirely paying attention to her surroundings. Before she even realized what had happened, the girl was on the ground. The shock of the fall reverberated up her arms and she grimaced. She pushed herself up into a sitting position. Looking back she tried to figure out what had tripped her. Her eyes landed on Elsa and she couldn’t help but give a small smile. “Hey Elsa. Not exactly one of my finest moments.” It was then that she caught sign of her scrapped up hands. Must have happened from the fall. The pain started to set in and she once again grimaced. “Yeah definitely not one of my finest.” She said jokingly trying to brush the incident off. 

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

"Oh dear," Elsa murmured, turning towards the commotion to see her friend hands-down on the ground. Calculating blue eyes quickly found the source of the fall, one of her tipped-over bags, and she quickly scrambled to right what she could of the situation. She offered a cold hand to assist her up. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention and must've kicked the bag over... how are your hands? Please, sit, catch your breath," she rambled, gesturing to the empty seat across from her. "I am so sorry, Alice." The girl was trying to brush it off, but she knew how she would be had it been her, and it wouldn't have been a pleasant mental state. Then again, not everyone was like her, she realised, but nonetheless...

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A Season of Change | | Elsa & Madame Medusa

[sylviaxmarpole]

Madame Medusa was out and about. Brutus and Nero had come with her to visit one of her darling customers, in order to deliver an effective and subtle notice of late payment for a loan. Next time it wouldn’t be so subtle.

Because of the weather outside, the red-haired woman was wearing what she believed to be a very graceful coat: Red, with purple details at the edge, that extended down her upper body and all the way to the height of her knees, on top of her eternal red dress. She walked with a straight back and one of her hands extended, holding the two chained leashes in front of her as the large dogs escorted her down the sidewalk. As always, the woman loved it. She’d never feel past her prime as long as she was able to walk like a queen, inspiring respect with just a glance to the passers-by. It felt like she ran this town already.

Of course, things wouldn’t go as well as planned. A younger, certainly prettier woman, even if Medusa didn’t want to admit it, had extended her foot right in front of the feared female. She didn’t see it, as her eyes were busy staring into someone else’s in an attempt to intimidate them, and the dogs stepped right by the foot without much hassle.

As her heels bumped into Elsa’s shoes, Madame Medusa felt gravity pulling her for once, but it was late. She dropped to the floor, letting go of the chains to protect her face from the pavement, as the dogs turned around and observed her, alarmed.

Rage began to bubble within, but the woman remained silent. For now. Then she began to attempt to stand back up.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

At the sudden commotion, Elsa was jerked out of her thoughts, turning to survey the damage. A woman had fallen next to her table, and with wide blue eyes, she reached out, unsure of how to help. "Are you all right?" She questioned with concern, hands hovering to indicate that if she was needed, she was more than eager to assist. Glancing around, she saw the neglected leashes and picked them up carefully, handing them back to her.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

A Season of Change | | Elsa + ______

The seasons were changing, and while the queen usually loved cooler weather, she'd found that here, it wasn't nearly as exciting as it had felt back home. At the palace, she'd feel more at ease when the skies turned grey, promising snow, and if they didn't, then she could make up for their lack. But here, Elsa was powerless. She was just as subject to Mother Nature as everyone else, and it was weird.

It also necessitated an update to her wardrobe, and that was why she was hitting the shops on her day off. She'd already stopped by La Mode and had found some lovely sweaters that would keep her as warm as she could possibly get and, she stupidly hoped, would somehow fool herself into thinking that she was normal. Presently, she was sitting outside one of the little cafés with a warm cup of hot chocolate - with extra whipped cream, of course - and enjoying one of the fleeting somewhat decent-temperature and sunny days. Once this was done, she would then decide if she would call it a day or perhaps go pick up Anna and drag her to help with more clothes shopping. Her bags were sitting next to her table, politely out of the way, but when she began moving her foot absentmindedly as her thoughts absorbed her, it fell unnoticed by her and into a passerby's path.

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False Royalty | | Elsa + Ratigan

[greatestcriminalrat-blog]

          Padraic laughed as well, shaking his head. “If people heard what we’re talking about, they’d think we are the most pretentious people on the planet…complaining about these parties and the people that attend them,” he murmured, more out of amusement than actual shame. He took a drink of his whiskey as well, and watched her as she sipped on her wine. That refinement in the way she drank made Padraic smirk; it was clear she wasn’t used to plastic cups for her wine, and he didn’t blame her. At her words, he gave a heavy sigh and nodded. “They do.” Especially when the thought of those parties made a sick feeling crawl into Padraic’s stomach like a virus. But he quickly shook off the sensation and tried to refocus his thoughts on the girl in front of him. “So, tell me…what sort of things do you do when not attending parties such as this?” he asked, gesturing to the decorated room around them. “It must be quite a change to go from grand events to only a few here and there…”

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

Elsa merely laughed, nodding in agreement. But really, she thought as she took another sip from the red cup, it was rather fortunate that they'd run into each other and agreed about balls. Except for this one, at least, because the blonde would rather have fun celebrations like this than the stiff by-the-books parties they had every so often back home. Perhaps she could learn a thing or two from the people of Grimmsvale and shock Arendelle with a bit silly yet just as grand of a party for the next frivolous holiday. "I'm actually quite boring," she admitted, smiling up at him, one arm crossing to hold her other elbow. "I mostly take care of the shop and its paperwork, and then when I can spend time with my sister." She needed to find more to do, but that was who she was. She was so used to the busy lifestyle of a queen still that filling her time with other things nearly caused her to panic when she had to think about the overwhelming amount of options. "It's... different, but I think I can get used to a party only occurring from time to time instead of on a more predictable schedule."

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

False Royalty | | Elsa + Ratigan

[greatestcriminalrat-blog]

          The older man studied Elsa closely, particularly while she confirmed his question. Now just what sort of girl gets to attend such grand festivities on a regular basis? The young woman seemed rather mousy, quiet, so surely not someone with much weight behind their reputation and status. He was so busy thinking that he almost missed her next point, which drew a laugh from him. “I know precisely what you mean, my dear. My wife, rest her soul, always threw the most lavish gatherings.” He nodded at her once she requested her drink, continuing to speak while he poured some wine for her. “But there are only so many ways one can make small talk around the same people, over and over and over again, without driving yourself completely mad. Particularly when they had the same stories to tell each time you see them.”

          He poured himself a bit of whiskey, which didn’t taste quite as good from a plastic cup but would do fine for now, and turned to extend the drink out towards Elsa. “I could recite most of them from memory, even though the last party she held was over twenty years ago,” he added with a soft chuckle.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

"Exactly," she laughed. "After a while it's the same scene, just with a different dress each time. They always act the same, no matter how much time passes," Elsa chuckled, accepting the drink with a nod of thanks. Sipping at such wine was odd when it wasn't from a goblet, but she was spoiled, she supposed. She'd been young when she'd attended last attended a ball with her parents, but she could still remember the run-of-the-mill questions that people asked young queens-to-be; what her favourite lessons were, how her studies were going, the same ole same ole. She also remembered how their father hadn't found it within himself to be angry with them when he'd found her and Anna in an abandoned hall after running off, ice skating happily. "Those things stick with you," the blonde smiled softly at the older man, before looking back down to her drink.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

False Royalty | | Elsa + Kristoff

[thefixerupper]

"Perhaps dancing is like riding a bike." He replied with a slight shrug of his shoulders. As the song came to an end, Kristoff found himself hesitant to let go of his partner. He never could have imagined that he’d enjoy dancing, and despite being dreadful at it, it felt quite natural to ‘lead’ this masked woman around the dance floor. He tried not to read too much into it, it was better if he chalked it all up to the atmosphere. 

Even still, a soft smile settled on his lips as he released her hand and let his others hand fall away from her waist. “It was a pleasure being your dance partner.” He said, “We should do it again before the night is over, maybe a fast one next time, that’ll surely entertain whatever audience we might have. But for now, all this dancing and making a fool of myself has made me starved. would you like to go over to the snack table and see what sort of selection they’ve set out?” 

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

Despite being used to the cold, she couldn't help but feel a little chilly once he let her go. But after a moment, she felt normal again, her body readjusting to its natural cold temperatures. It wasn't anything more than that, she decided, smiling up at him as she stepped back and removed her own hand from his shoulder. "I'd be up for that," Elsa grinned up at him, laughing softly. "Give yourself a little credit, you're not half bad." At the mention of food, she turned her head to find where the tables were located. "I'd love to," she replied with an almost excited smile. He wasn't pushing her away, and she'd do whatever (within reason of course) if it meant that the ice he'd allowed to build up in recent months stayed melted, if only for the night.

[basilgmd]

"Thank you." takes the change and puts it into his wallet. He smiled a little when he heard her question. " A detective…..only difference is that I was a private detective back home where as here I work at the police station as a detective……it has it’s pros and cons…….but at least I don’t have people banging on my door at all hours of the night, asking me to take their case….."

Although I do miss actually getting cases unlike here, I end up working mostly on cold cases to keep my occupied and to get the unsolved cases filed away.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

"Nice," Elsa smiled softly. "I'm sure that's the pro about being here, then. Getting to share cases with the other detectives and all."

[basilgmd]

"Alright then…..sorry I don’t have any small bills then this….." Basil hands Elsa the twenty as he thinks about the answer she gave him and thought it was interesting to say the least. He wouldn’t have thought that she was some kind of politician of some sort…….but sometimes you just never know people……..

"I see, well then this must be a little more relaxing here then being a lawmaker and such…….less stress  i can imagine."

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

"It's quite all right," she reassured him, accepting the bill and placing it in the cash register, pulling out the correct change before handing it to him with a smile.

"Definitely," Elsa nodded, chewing on her lip nervously. "How about you? What did you do before here?"

[xonelastchancex]

"I don’t know, I think it was because I wanted to be admired at." Anna laughed and shrugged her shoulders. "You seem to have no problem, and I thought if you could do it, I should at least try and make you proud." 

The redhead grabbed one more sweet and chewed it thoughtfully before nudging her sister gently. “I can’t show them all by myself, Elsa! Together we could be rulers of the dance floor, doesn’t that sound exciting?” She grabbed her sisters hand, eyes bright with hope 

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

"Oh, Anna," Elsa's expression softened, reaching for her sister's arm and squeezing lightly. "I'm proud of you, heels or flats or running in socks around the house," she chuckled. She wanted to make some remark about how as queen, heels were all but a written requirement. But she didn't go there; she didn't want Anna to feel as if she had to constantly live in her shadow. In fact, that's partially what this move here had become about. Being sisters in a new location together, seeing the world. Not about the past.

"Quite," the blonde muttered, feeling her sister's eyes on her. She hesitantly looked up, knowing that those wide eyes would do her in, just as they always had. "Fine, you win. But you owe me!" She added, secretly teasing, but for now she would let the threat stand.

[basilgmd]

"I don’t mind….I’m a detective at the police station." Basil takes out his wallet, getting ready to pay as he waited. "Yes, this town is a nice place to come to for a new start and such……oh before I forget, how much does it come down to?"

He didn’t think it would cost too much and a twenty should more then likely cover it, but he liked knowing just in case as a thought came to him. “if you don’t mind me asking, what did you do before you came here?”

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

"Ah," she said with a small smile. He certainly fit the detective ideal, she thought. But then again, her last encounter with the local law enforcement hadn't left a pleasant taste in her mouth. But he seemed nice enough. "Oh, four dollars even.

At his question, she couldn't help freezing up slightly, although she recovered quickly. 'Oh I was the queen of a country, would you like anything else?' didn't exactly trip off the tongue. "I-I don't mind," she said, realising how long she'd paused. "I was actually involved with lawmaking and policies," she summed it up, quite pleased with her little cover-up.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

False Royalty | | Elsa + Ratigan

[greatestcriminalrat-blog]

          Padraic lifted a brow at her, which was—again—obscured by his mask. “Oh?” His tone took on an intrigued lilt as he cocked his head at the young lady. Was she some sort of socialite, attending grand parties and balls regularly? As they reached the table, Padraic smiled at the girl. “Did you attend a lot of gatherings like that back home? What a marvelous life that must be,” he added with a little chuckle in his throat. Not like he didn’t live an exquisite life himself, but he could play modest for now. “Now, what would you like to drink?” He asked, gently gesturing towards the spread in front of them.

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

"Quite a few," she confirmed, selecting her words as carefully as he was navigating his way through the crowd. While he was charming, she didn't want to give just anyone the truth about who she'd once been. The worst that could happen was that he could raise their rent once he learned of her bloodline, but if that was the worst, she didn't want to test it at all. "It gets a bit boring after a while, honestly," Elsa admitted, looking up at him almost sheepishly. "I enjoyed it to a point, it's just that you can only be in a room with the same people so many times before it gets a bit... redundant." It was the truth. The only blessing about her seclusion was that she'd been able to avoid balls for a while. Then there'd been the coronation and the disaster that had entailed, and the couple she'd attended after that had been uneventful but still, it had been enough to sour her taste for the events. At least there was always the promise of food... and drinks. "White wine, please," she said after scouring the options in front of her. Best to play it safe.

[basilgmd]

"Four or five months now. I tend to work most of the time so i don’t always go out and check the stores out."

Which was true. He’s always busy at the station. Going through cold cases, taking cases and walking around town to see if anyone needed anything and usually by the time he was done with work he was ready for go home.  ”So how do you like this place so far then?”

[elsaofgrimmsvale-blog]

"Oh? What do you do, if you don't mind my asking?" She curiously pressed, shoveling one more scoop into the container before leveling it off and sealing it, placing it on the counter top.

"I do," Elsa smiled. "It's been lovely, a fresh start."