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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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okay friends so i will not be here like… hardly at all this week. I need to work on my schoolwork a lot, finish cleaning my room, finish up all of my cosplays, and on wednesday i’m going to the doctor again, and we’re picking up adry on Thursday, and then the a-kon is this weekend, starting friday and going to sunday SO i won’t be around much, my apologies. Balancing this with this sickness is quite the experience so i’m not sure i’ll be on, but mAYBE.
❝Remember?
——You said ham sandwiches are better than turkey.
Don’t you think that’s kinda… I dunno—wrong?❞
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“-- Anna, you can't tell people whether their opinions are right or wrong. They're opinions.”
❝Buut— If I agreed with you then we’d both be wrong.❞
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“And what brought this on--?”
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Swiftly do feet sweep the frost that encases the ground in such wintry weather, as if only to released the lonesome stresses that may burden a newly freed soul. Traces of footsteps left imprinted in colorless white, sparkling softly against terrain. It was within these moments of silent pacing and wandering thoughts and prints would bestow themselves before her front-- markings of not her own, but of a stranger. In the very moment of clue's findings, she would crane her neck in several directions, frantic eyes in constant search until notice would bring everything to a halt.
A young male, snow up to his knees, worn in such a peculiar, unusual garb. Discs of ice widen about, and lock firm against the stranger-- two options displayed within queen's mind. A decision is hardly thought of, and presented quickly as distance between the two remains. While he remains immobile, she questions before taking unnecessary risks.
“W--Who are you?!”
loverofwarmhugs said: [it was also for mother’s day so… xD]
do u see my problem here as;ldfj :'I
Though the day was so young the snow being had risen with the gleaming sunlight. Slim fingers tighten around the wooden frame in his hands, surprisingly light. Long and flat he leaned it against the wall before climbing into the bed where the sleepy snow queen laid. Carefully he drew back the covers to press a gentle kiss behind her ear. "Rise and shine, Elsa." His dark hues flitting over to the wall where he and a certain a redhead were smiling back at him against the wall. "Up! It's Sunday..."
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Echoing voice of such familiar tone reaches the ears draped with platinum strands of shining misplacement. Braid frazzled with stray follicles, unkempt and so hastily awoken, heavy lids attempt at exposure to life's light, only to close once more. Weight of queen's grace is shifted about the hands that attempt to push her awake, and fragile fingers reach to awake the eyes that hold so much refusal.
“Mn…”
In a now upright position, and a stance of up-sitting, attention is offered toward the creation of monarch's gift, and a quiet yawn ( blocked by the slender palm of pale complexion ) protrudes lip's yearning.
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“I think... I'm ready.”
For once would confidence glaze the shining orbs of hope that now exist within one's vision, and a smile taints the features of her own with the beauty that carries her so effortlessly.
✦. Quarrelsome
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Defiance builds not only within vocals, but also within spare’s mind and body. She’d refuse elder the right to get rid of her so easily; distance thus kept though it was to a minimum, for if too much space was created would the possibility of being shut out flood probability limits. Expression shatters amongst heart upon the rejection that flows past pale’s lips, and there’s a slight choke as rebuttal is attempted once more.
❝Stop, Elsa. It’s not your fault, nothing is—you don’t have to insist that it is.❞
And though weak from emotional wear does spare stand strong in her beliefs. Tension grows between siblings, and it’s inevitable at this point, and even a brief mention of loneliness would prove capable of tipping the balance. Elsa wasn’t alone anymore——she was never alone, and though spare would also believe herself lonely was she sure of the fact that it wouldn’t be permanent.
❝You’re not alone. How could you be? I’m right here.
I won’t leave; you don’t have to be alone again. I won’t let you.❞
She’d attempt assurance, palm thus outstretched towards elder and placed nearly upon her appendage. Perhaps she’d pull away from the younger, though even such signs of assurance in the matter was deemed necessary in spare’s eyes.
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Struck by persistence in the form of words, elegance would grasp with delicate fingers at an opposite palm, so smooth at surface. Widened do crystallized waters appear, so vibrant in their glowing hue, and brows of worry, darker than rest, would furrow only slightly in skyward's advance. A hushed hiccup-like gasp falls from the magenta that graces lips with its insisting color. Expression leaves features in worry, hands gripped tight about one another, and realization would pierce noble's heart.
“Anna... I--”
Vision diverts from one's gaze to the hands held so firmly within each other, and astonishment is apparent across one's emotion. A heavy bar is set upon such a frail heart, only to be lifted only slightly in the moment that face is scarred with the trails of trickling streams, still even in this moment, fall from red-stricken optics, only now the tears fall, hopeful that somehow, someway possibilities would remain and desires could be met.
“Thank you... I'm-- I'm sorry.”
“I didn't mean this. I didn't mean any of this... and somehow--”
Somehow you're still here.
“I'm going to trust you.”
Though a grin spreads unto the exterior does boredom hastily find its peak. Cerulean hues glance unto the elder——a slight 'psst' slipping past glossed lips, and heels shuffle towards the dame. Her boredom is certainly evident; such easily being curable by means of social interaction—yet there is no means seen whilst sibling stood beside her.
Thus is there an acceptable reason for the younger’s eager behavior, palms extended to rest upon the other before whispering suggestion in the midst of formal event.
❝Psst…Hey—Elsa!
——Why don’t we find something to do? This is sorta a party, after all.❞
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Calmly do fingers commence intertwining with one another as such remarkable setting is placed before them. A ceremony of true bliss, and the elder was to keep the sister that joined out of trouble's way whilst even enjoying the events of the day's placement. Graceful simper would curl over scarlet tiers, and shoulders are propped so elegantly. Cerulean crystals, so ice-like, so wide, mark the presence of sister, and a reply would flow so effortlessly through pipe's reverberations.
“Y--Yes, of course.”
Unexposed to such events, it was only logical that one take a bit of look around.
okay my friends hello. This is Amy and lately I've dealt with a lot of illness that is finally being taken care of, so that's a good note! I've also been on my other blog a lot more but oops, I am sorry. I am the Co-Admin and all this jazz like welcome to all of the new ER members! this isn't only for them though like hello time for general updates. I'm currently working on new icons, and I'm going to delete the lot of my threads, excluding two which would be the current one me and Adry ( disputationix ) have going on, and the main one that me and Britt ( feiistypants ) are sharing. (also the seal one we're keeping that). My muse just hasn't been up to her usual, but I'm working on it. Give it a little time, and I should be up to speed on things! I'm finally starting to get settled into a schedule and I'm working on pulling myself back together. thanks to all of you uvu; my grammar is so inconsistent here omg i'm sorry.
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❝Why are you asking me? —You should be asking the seal!
——Man… where could it have gone.❞
And thus do seal-like noises begin to slip past glossed lips. It only makes sense, after all, for the creature to respond to the sound of its own kind; even if merely imitated.
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“Nevermind, I--... okay... First thing's first... let's find that seal before something goes wrong...”
With objective in mind, queen begins the glancing about room's area, searching in panic for the sea animal that seems to have lost its way, only to be interrupted by such strange noises emanating from younger's vocals. A worried stare is offered toward her, only to be shrugged off with knowing any explanation would not stop stubborn ideal from using her acquired 'skills'.
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❝Oh, Elsa——
Uh… Weird, haha— someone let a seal into the castle!
I tried to stop them, but they were too quick for me!! Sooo…
long story short: there may or may not be a seal roaming the halls.❞
It just looked so lonely outside, in the cold, all by itself.
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“Oh, Anna, I--”
“You--You can't be serious... I mean, -- what would a seal be doing here? In Arendelle?”
Only assumed it had washed upon land's shore, elder wishes not to believe sister's speech of distrust.
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“It's been quite awhile, Lightning.”
Icy orbs fixate upon visage of one who's locks spiral upon her shoulder as a rose-like fortress. Crimson lips are graced with a simper as only slight excitement is displayed through language of body's actions. A polite nod, and hands that intertwine with one another below feminine hips, she is more than glad to see a friend once more.
wasn’t me i swear
harsh staring
❝ I'm sorry, but did you drop this? ❞
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“Oh! Y--yes... thank you very much.”
Hello and welcome to a large to all of the newest members of ER! I am Amy, and I am your co-admin, yes wow introductions what are these. wELL. basically i'm just glad to see you all here! I'm looking for new plots for a few new threads, so if anyone's interested, in the group and out, I'm totally up for it!
Tremors in speech cause a pause in her though process, a consideration of silence taken to analytically tear apart the situation for it is clear to her now that danger is not a primary aspect dedicated to these circumstances. Fear is not known to her here; it is not welcome or familiar, it is a foreign entity diminished in her senses—for what does she have to fear?
Nothing.
The stranger, on the other hand , emanates, oozes out of her very pores and the sensation is so suffocating thick in the air Aylen swears she can almost taste it. Silent steps are taken from her sedentary position, rounding about the room in nimble quiet. The elusive woman slowly emerges, form revealed from the opposite side of the room from hence she lay, the opposite side of the woman; she observes the stranger’s tenseness, the constriction and curl of her back, before speaking softly.
“I didn’t expect you to.”
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Breath escapes its cages of inner flow, and is quickened through pipes that sound so effortlessly in a current state. A gasp, and the sensation is heavy within throat's tubing as anxiety cripples one's grasp in situations that remain out of the 'normal' that has been her life. Stuck, stripped of the fun and happiness, the naive glee that comes from so many children-- trapped within the isolation that is her own bedroom; it was all she could truly know. Not would she desire her out-going, but resent it as dread would keep her within its hands, as constantly warning her of her own self, and anyone else who she may desire any sense of contact with.
One sound is motioned through vocals before nothing would fall from lips tainted magenta there after it had been exposed.
“I--”
Silence, and flats scrape against the boarded flooring, dragging both of the ivory that fits itself so finely within its holder, two steps are motioned backward; perhaps a sign of defense. Question is hasty as words fret to make themselves known.
“Who are you--?!”
