#glacinium

[ybetweenx]

@glacinium​

Her heart thumped in her chest as she stared at the long-eared visage of an actual elf. She’d seen some cosplayers, but this... This was the real thing. A really real walking and T*lkien elf.

“Ummm.” She was sure she had been staring for a while now but at least the stranger was kind enough to stay put. “Are you... Are you an elf?”

[isdronning]

〔 ❄ 〕 ❛❛ Ysayle ; @glacinium​​ 💙’d for a starter

      ✧・ﾟ:*❄ ❝ H-hey, wait! Please! ❞ Elsa had seen the woman out of her peripheral, in between parts in the crowd, and disappearing around a corner, but she was certain of what she saw. As quick as was possible, Elsa squeezed through and around people in pursuit of that woman with the silver hair; the sight of which tugged at the Queen’s heart,urged her to follow. 

      ❝ Please, wait! ❞ Elsa finally reached her, the fear of losing sight of her, or never seeing her again had already brought a frost to her fingertips covering them in fine ice. ❝ A-are you... Someone like me? ❞ 

[lightblume]

"...Ysayle Dangoulain?" A cold chill washes over the raen as she catches sight of that familiar visage. Long had she since found closure to the events surrounding Lady Iceheart and forgiven herself enough to move on but as she sees her, something stirs within. She looks the same as she does when they had first met, nary a single speck or hair out of place. It is as if the passage of time has stopped for her completely, a phantom of her past now alive and well in the present.

But...that couldn't be, could it? There was no way that the dead could be brought back from beyond. Yet even though she knows this to be true, why is it that her expression threatens to betray her now? "How...how are you here?" There are many questions she'd like to ask, so many things she'd like to share to greet her warmly as she would any other old friend but Tsuru can't find it in herself to be her usual cheery self. Instead, she steels herself for whatever answer she may receive and try as she may hide her emotions, the sight of her watering eyes should say everything.

"You were...you are..."

-- @glacinium.

[gemcraft]

"Move. You're--" Very tall and very much blocking the shelf that she needs to get to, but Rin stops short of explaining that on account of her taking notice of just how this woman looked. She had made a point to remember every day faces she sees around the Archimedes library and suffice to say, she isn't one of them. It's unlike her to be so taken with someone's outward appearance, but this woman--as much of a nuisance as she is currently--is like nothing the young magus has ever seen. After a long bout of silence, Rin opts to forget about having said anything at all. "--Nevermind, I'll..." she says, turning back to the shelf in front of her.

She quickly realizes, however, that she does need for this woman to move in order for her to get ahold of what she's looking for. Nevermind asking her directly, though. "Do you..." No, that's much too broad to ask. "You have an interest in magic, too, I see." Much better for conversation.

@glacinium 

[aethealer-blog]

     If the details of this land were at all set in stone, Y’shtola may have been surprised to encounter such an aetheric presence. But as she had quickly come to know, this land was unpredictable as any other. Somehow, encountering the woman she had come to know as Lady Iceheart was the least of the unexpected circumstances that Spirale had introduced since Y’shtola had arrived here. She had quickly understood that it was just as likely that anyone from her realm would find themselves in this predicament just as she had.

     At the very least, perhaps now Y’shtola would get the chance to know Ysayle for who she truly was, rather than solely for the sacrifice she had witnessed. Lady Iceheart must have been far more than just that, more than Hydaelyn’s Chosen, more than what occurred in Azys Lla. That much, at the very least, had been made clear by the way Y’shtola’s comrades spoke so highly of her after the fact. And as she approached the woman now, she had already gained new knowledge — of all the vendors on Pearl Street, Ysayle’s attention was focused entirely upon a stall of soft, plush animals and other creatures she didn’t yet recognize.

       “You’ve yet to make a choice, I presume?” Carefully, she took steps towards the Elezen; though she knew much of her, the same could likely not be said when reversed. If only for her outerwear and obvious Miqo’te features, Y’shtola could hope that she would be recognized, though she supposed it did not truly matter. “I cannot blame you - each one has its own charm, that is for certain.” ✧ @glacinium

[strawhatking-blog1]

During the first night of the festival, Luffy had gotten rather busy with dancing among the crowd of people. He was having fun and barely minded bumping into anyone or if anyone bumped into him, since that seemed to be the whole deal. It wasn’t until that his body collided with a young woman’s and he felt an immediate chill did he jump back, his arm stretching back which startled quite a few people. 

“ THE OLD ICE GUY WHAT’RE YOU DOING HERE?! “ It was more on a reflex that he prepared for a fight as he barely got a discernible look at the woman. 

glacinium​

[spacefell]

❝   hey isn’t this nice, what’s with that blank look on your face ?  are you ok ?  how can i help you ?   do you want a drink or food  ? oooh !  ooh ~ !  are you deciding on what fun event to do next ???  i can help with that too ! ! ! !   ❞   she kept going on and on as her snow white ears repeatedly did loops of falling and perking back up. suddenly, cooling  this one down seems like quite the task.

EVENT STARTER. /  for. @glacinium.

[isolaradiale]

Apping Ysayle Dangoulain from Final Fantasy XIV, app located at /app !

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Ysayle!

You will be housed in HOUSE 132.

You will retain the ability to summon yourself as shiva for up to two times daily for ten minutes each use. You will only be able to use the ability ice brand up to three times while in this form. You will also be given a wooden staff.

– mod pleiades.