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re_alignment2014-03-06 07:14 pm
fractalize) wrote in re_alignment2014-03-06 07:14 pm
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first snowflake β action/video β life's too short
Anna?
[ The first few moments are blurry and dark, barely any light peeking in. The moment Elsa opens her eyes a little wider, fear envelops her. Monsters. Metal monsters, whispering and buzzing, looking at her like she was some sort of alien. She almost screams, crawling off of the berth she'd been placed, the metal and concrete already beginning to hiss with cold and frost. There was a solid, plastic object in her hand, and she gripped it subconsciously. The cold crawled up the walls with her fear of the strange creatures. No one had a chance to tell her anything, not before she scrambled away from them, making a break for the door. The ice that followed her really deterred any pursuers at that point; each footstep she left grew a thin layer of crystals underneath it.
Once outside, out of the grasp of those nightmarish giants, she looked up.
What had she done?
Of course, that's instantly her fear; that she'd frozen over the kingdom, and there was no heat to be found at all. She steps back in awe, small flakes of ice brushing off on her skirt and onto the rocky ground. Pebbles grew little coats of crystals as she shrunk towards a wall, and her question was answered. No, the dark sky was not her doing, this was nothing like home. The pillow of frost grows around her, encasing the surrounding pebbles in ice. Getting a gold of herself, Elsa backs away, trying to stop herself from freezing anything else, but goodness, she was so scared. Where was she? ]
Anna?! Olaf...?
[ She looks around nervously--- ]
Anyone? [ She grips the object in her hand tighter. Elsa steps back, looking for anything, anyone to identify as familiar. ]
Okay, okay. We can do this---I can do this. Conceal. Don't feel, conceal.
[ Conceal, and only then, could she ask someone for help. This could be a while. Finally, a rational thought surfaces. What was this device, this plastic, shiny thing? A crackling and a click of a button ends up turning the feed on, then a sudden crack. It's almost static like, but there's a voice in the distance. She can hear things, voices, people, coming from the strange instrument. Turns out she's dropped it in fear of freezing it solid. What if it was a mirror, a magic one, like in the stories she's read? Monsters and magic, clearly a talking mirror wasn't too far out there to believe. ]
Hello?
Hello, is someone there?
Please, I---if there is, just tell me where I am. What this place is. Has anyone seen my sister?
Please----[ The voice sounds rather upset, regretful, almost. Another few clicks and there's a video, but it's jagged and blocky. Is that ice? ]
No, oh no, is it working? Please, she's only about as tall as me, with reddish blonde hair, in braids. She's loud, and clumsy---please, I need to find her. Her name is Anna.
[ A nervous hand nudges the device, attempting to scrape off some of the ice. She's successful for a moment, just long enough to show her face, before the feed dies. Yep. She froze it. So there she will stand, nervous and alone, looking around defensively to avoid the company of any more giants. ]
[ The first few moments are blurry and dark, barely any light peeking in. The moment Elsa opens her eyes a little wider, fear envelops her. Monsters. Metal monsters, whispering and buzzing, looking at her like she was some sort of alien. She almost screams, crawling off of the berth she'd been placed, the metal and concrete already beginning to hiss with cold and frost. There was a solid, plastic object in her hand, and she gripped it subconsciously. The cold crawled up the walls with her fear of the strange creatures. No one had a chance to tell her anything, not before she scrambled away from them, making a break for the door. The ice that followed her really deterred any pursuers at that point; each footstep she left grew a thin layer of crystals underneath it.
Once outside, out of the grasp of those nightmarish giants, she looked up.
What had she done?
Of course, that's instantly her fear; that she'd frozen over the kingdom, and there was no heat to be found at all. She steps back in awe, small flakes of ice brushing off on her skirt and onto the rocky ground. Pebbles grew little coats of crystals as she shrunk towards a wall, and her question was answered. No, the dark sky was not her doing, this was nothing like home. The pillow of frost grows around her, encasing the surrounding pebbles in ice. Getting a gold of herself, Elsa backs away, trying to stop herself from freezing anything else, but goodness, she was so scared. Where was she? ]
Anna?! Olaf...?
[ She looks around nervously--- ]
Anyone? [ She grips the object in her hand tighter. Elsa steps back, looking for anything, anyone to identify as familiar. ]
Okay, okay. We can do this---I can do this. Conceal. Don't feel, conceal.
[ Conceal, and only then, could she ask someone for help. This could be a while. Finally, a rational thought surfaces. What was this device, this plastic, shiny thing? A crackling and a click of a button ends up turning the feed on, then a sudden crack. It's almost static like, but there's a voice in the distance. She can hear things, voices, people, coming from the strange instrument. Turns out she's dropped it in fear of freezing it solid. What if it was a mirror, a magic one, like in the stories she's read? Monsters and magic, clearly a talking mirror wasn't too far out there to believe. ]
Hello?
Hello, is someone there?
Please, I---if there is, just tell me where I am. What this place is. Has anyone seen my sister?
Please----[ The voice sounds rather upset, regretful, almost. Another few clicks and there's a video, but it's jagged and blocky. Is that ice? ]
No, oh no, is it working? Please, she's only about as tall as me, with reddish blonde hair, in braids. She's loud, and clumsy---please, I need to find her. Her name is Anna.
[ A nervous hand nudges the device, attempting to scrape off some of the ice. She's successful for a moment, just long enough to show her face, before the feed dies. Yep. She froze it. So there she will stand, nervous and alone, looking around defensively to avoid the company of any more giants. ]
video
I'm one of the resident doctors, the name's Knock Out.
They are not things, they are as alive as you and me. They're just not as smart.
[Aye, that thing in your arm it's quite important.] It means that you don't get crazy with time, that's what happened to those who arrived with no mark. It also means that you are connected to one of the Firstforged.
How come the weather is that bad where you are?
video
Are they supposed to be alive? They're metal giants...!
[ That's another strange name, she doesn't bother to be rude about this one. ]
The weather---it's not important.
video
You came here thanks to the Lambda, that shiny thing in the middle of the sky. It's a rupture in time and space and it's as weird as it sounds. Some people arrive here out of the blue, some others leave one day with no explanation. We are still figuring out the logistics but to make it simpler for you, let's go with 'a wizard did it'.
Yes, the metal giants are pretty much alive. Just because someone's different than you it doesn't mean they're evil or wrong.
The weather looks pretty important to me considering that the last time there was a huge storm here we all got in trouble.
[See, he can be friendly.] And your name is...?
video
Elsa's stopped panicking for only a second, sobered until he mentions the occurance of a huge storm, and people being in trouble.
He was right, it doesn't mean they're evil or wrong, but it didn't make them---or her---any less dangerous. ]
Elsa.
[ She remarks quietly, turning over this brand new info in her mind. ]
video
Evil and wrong are veeeeery relative terms for Knock Out. But he sees that she's calmed down a little and that's good.]
Hello, Elsa. I can't say I've heard of any Olaf or Anna being here but there are other humans. You are not alone.
Are you the one causing the storm? I know that some of you can do that sort of things. I used to work with Flonne and she could control fire. That's pretty cool.
video
[ OH NO HAS SHE STARTED ONE ALREADY ]
You---you've met someone like me?
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Yes. I can certainly say that I've meet a lot of interesting people in my life.
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[ Well, if you're friends with some other magically cursed folk. ]
...fire? Really?
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[Not to mention
his practically adopted sonSora can do magic on his own with that giant key he drags everywhere.]Yes, the other day Axel melted a chunk of metal in front of everyone. Boys, such show offs sometimes. [He gives her a wink and a snicker.]
My people can fire blasts if they have the means installed for it, it's pretty normal around here. It's like some of you humans already come with the upgrade. [Which he fins rather funny.]
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So...then you're one of them. The...giants.
[ Not so bad then, were they? ]
Axel?
[ His snicker is rather infectious though. ]
Well. Then...they'll just have to have a queen show them what's what.
[ She half laughs, full well knowing that wasn't funny. At all. She tried. ]
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Ah, yes, that I am. We are called Cybertronians.
[Not this particular one, at least.]
Axel has red, spiky hair and a sarcastic streak. Fun to talk with.
[He good a charming smile, just admit it lady.]
It would be something interesting to see for sure. I did not know I was talking to royalty.
[She gets a gold star for trying.]
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[ To her, that still sounded hella ominous. ]
I---I've seen him, I think. So far.
[ She hums a noise of satisfaction, and oh Knock Out you made her smile everyone run. ]
I--I didn't think it really mattered, not here at least.
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Did he behave?
[But smiling is good! So it's being a bit mischievous, it helps your spirits.]
Maybe not but I think you are the first Queen we have after Starscream. Gotta count for something.
By the way, If you have a glyph you also have an assigned room in one of the temple, all for you.
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[ Did he behave, oh jeez Knock Out now she's really bemused. ]
He was alright. A little...uh. Rough around the edges.
[ Her bemusement doesn't stay though. ]
No, I couldn't stay in the temple, not with everyone around. I'll make my own place to stay.
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Sounds like him.
[The medic has 10 different rooms and only one is in his temple, his reasons are the fact he changed side and his ex-coworkers and vengeful aftholes but he still understands.]
Something more personalized is always better, I only stay in the temples when somethings strange happens because it's the safer places. You are not fond of crowds?
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[ She purses her lips, the frost climbing up the screen a little. ]
They---they only get worse, when I can't concentrate on keeping them in.
Crowds don't help that very much.
They also tend to be a little more...well.
They present more potential causalities.
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And what can you do with them? I would like to know. [Because even if you can't fully control them those looks pretty cool to him. No pun indeed, this time.]
Casualties always happen, that's how life works. You won't do nothing with your life if you only worry about the 'what if', Queenie. [Congrats Elsa, you got a new nickname.]
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[ She doesn't want to say 'kill', but her tone does it for her anyway. ]
My powers? They...well, I---[ Created a living snowman? That's probably not something you tell just anyone. ]---created my own place to stay the first time. My own castle.
I..also froze over an entire fjord.
I'm sure they can do more, I just---[ She sighs. ]
Only when I'm alone, and all I have to worry about is myself.
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I guess this might come as a shock to you, but your powers won't affect me and I'm sure there's other that won't get hurt by them. [Oh the joys of being one of Solus's guys.]
That's quite impressive. You did it on purpose?
True but being alone is rather boring. You can always talk to people using this device.