[OPEN] Time keeps marching on

[handwringing]

WHO: Elsa and YOU
WHERE: Around Heropa
WHEN: September 16th and the days following
WHAT: An assortment of things
WARNINGS: None.

[Option A: The Antique Store]

Elsa's been keeping up with her work, and she's even gotten a few raises. She's come to enjoy her time in the store, taking care of the musty and worn items and the customers who want them. It's some time to feel almost normal, relaxing work that she can let herself get wrapped up in.

She's carefully unwrapping a set of antique china they recently got to put in a display case when she hears the bell above the door ring.

"Welcome." She's much more chipper in her greeting than she used to be.

[Option B: The Beach]

Phoenix was gone, but Elsa still came to the small cove he'd shown her to practice her powers sometimes. Not with anyone around, of course- the last thing she wanted was to hurt someone. But even with the consequences of her powers fully revealed to her, she couldn't ignore they existed.

Sometimes she just had to let go.

She tries not to do anything to big or noticeable, just snow flakes and small ice sculptures that would melt away in the sun and as the waves washed over them. Even as it cooled down with the change of seasons, it wasn't nearly so cold that her ice could stay indefinitely, and she didn't intend to make it that way.

But she gets a little carried away today, making an intricate spiral sculpture that reaches up and up, glittering with small formations she makes on its sides: roses and birds and other pretty patterns that come to mind. She's so wrapped up in that she doesn't notice when it starts getting high enough to peek over the rocks, visible to anyone who happened to look that way.

She's having a good time, after all.

[Option C: Residence #27]

Elsa doesn't come out of her room much, but when she does, it's usually to curl up in a chair and read a book or watch television (she's still amazed by that one). Sometimes she can be caught cooking herself something easy to eat.

Either way, she'll greet any housemate she sees with a pleasant, "Hello."

Comments

A

[hydraated]

[Ward is wandering. Really he just needs to put things together and after how yesterday went, he needs to calm himself.

To know the city better then others.

This place is interesting however.

So there's an impossibly tall figure with his hands in his pockets, examining a few of the items.]

[handwringing]

[She gives him a moment to look around before calling out to him.]

Can I help you with anything? Are you looking for something specific?

[hydraated]

[Ward blinks.]

...Just browsing thanks.

[Serious, cold, a little standoffish. There's a selection of toys, all of it's old.

Some of it is gorgeous]

Do you buy items or just...have them donated?

[handwringing]

We buy all our merchandise from antique shows, private dealers, and the occasional good find from a swap meet or flea market.

[She gives the answer smoothly, almost like it's rehearsed.]

B

[hands4healing]

It's a beautiful day, and Winry and Zoey are enjoying it by playing a game of fetch. Zoey drops the piece of driftwood off at Winry's feet and barks until Winry throws it again.

Grabbing the stick, Winry throws it as hard as she can. While Zoey is chasing the stick, Winry turns around, seeing something sparkling over the top of the rocks. And the sparkling thing is getting larger. "Wow..." Someone had to be building that, but how? When Zoey came running back, Winry hushed her before she could start barking, leashing her up to lead her around the outcropping of rocks.

"...Wow!"

[handwringing]

Elsa gasps in shock, spinning around. The trails of snowflakes she had trailing from her fingers fall immediately, melting on the sand.

Oh no, oh no.

She holds her hands out like somehow that will hide what she was doing.

"St-stay back, okay?"

She doesn't mean it threateningly, but it's not safe.

[hands4healing]

Zoey pulled at her leash, wagging her tail. Winry gaped at the flakes, a few still fluttering to the ground. "Elsa, what are you doing? It's beautiful! Is this your power?"

[handwringing]

Elsa glances back at the spire. She's expecting it to have grown jagged and sharp from her surprise, but it's mostly unchanged. She can see it growing thicker, though, blacker, and she goes for her gloves, discarded in the sand.

"Yes," she says, breathless, and starts to tug her gloves on. "Thank you, but it's really not... you need to stay away from it."

[willthaw]

When Kristoff went silent on September 1 it didn't seem to be a problem. He didn't like the devices and had disappeared into the mountains before. But one day turned into one week and then it was two weeks. Anna soon had to accept that apparently he'd gone home the same way Hans had. Unfortunately, she was far more disappointed by this turn of events than the last time it had happened. She didn't even have the heart to tell the network.

It was easy enough to smile when she was at work and when she got home Anna just kept to herself. Spending most of her life alone made it easy to learn how to keep it all in.

Elsa wasn't the only one who'd learned to be distant.

Still, she felt lonelier than ever and eventually decided she wanted to see her sister. They were at least conversational enough that Elsa no longer ran and Anna was willing to take it where she could.

The shop bell ring through the store as Anna let herself in. She blinked, looking at antiques that were still more modern than she was used to and it was distracting. Eventually she found her way to the section of the store Elsa was working in and heard the Queen's pretty voice wafting over the shelves in greeting.

"Hi!" Anna responded, putting on a smile that might have been a bit too bright.

[handwringing]

"Anna?"

Some of her carefully composed saleswoman face falls at Anna's appearance, but she puts it back on quickly.

"What are you doing here?"

She already guesses that Anna came to see her, but she doesn't know why. It's true that they're on more friendly terms now, but that doesn't mean she wants them to push their luck. Not when she's still not sure about her powers.

Though they've been doing better here, it's true.

[willthaw]

"Yep, it's me," Anna said, laughing nervously. "Hello."

Wait, hadn't she already said that? The princess blinked and decided to let it go.

Poking at a strange little device, something to grind coffee beans before electricity existed, she watched the handle spin a bit. She made eye contact again and kept that awkward smile in place.

"I don't know. Thought I might find something to put in my house? The roommates might like it."

It was a thinly veiled excuse to see her sister, the last known from her own world.

[handwringing]

"Oh. Well, um, we've gotten some really nice new pieces in, if you want... a clock, or a side table..."

She looks at the expression on Anna's face, and even with their forced separation, she knows something about it is just off.

She double checks to make sure they don't have any other customers, then looks back at Anna again.

"Is that really why you're here?"

a.

[bioshift]

[ It's an off day for her, with no particular work yet, no school and both her surrogate brother and charming boyfriend off at their own prospects ... Well. Who needs excuses really, when you simply want to explore a new town? Certainly not this little martian.

An antique shop isn't something she's ever been in before, but even just the idea of seeing things that weren't normally around? Especially with her own world being so ... future-tech. Besides. It would be nice to get out of the Florida heat for a while. ]

Oh- Hi. Um, you work here? [ Duh, Megan. ] Never been in a store like this before.

[ Rrrright. Don't mind the green skin, Elsa. ]

[handwringing]

[She's seen enough strange things so far that green skin doesn't even phase her.]

Yes.

[She comes forward and gestures around the store as she names things off.]

We've recently gotten some lovely pieces in. We have some lovely jewelry and old books, and some furniture...

[She stops gesturing and looks back at Megan.] Do you have any idea what you want to look at, or do you just want to look around?

Beach

[anthropophagite]

[ When was it the last time he saw the ocean? it's funny because Kaneki doesn't even remember thinking about those things. In Heropa, this world, everything is so...

quiet. It's not simple, by any means, but without the threat of ghouls, everyone just walks around happily; and meanwhile Kaneki just feels more and more out of place because of it. It makes him realize that he might be the only thing in this world like that.

His focus on the ocean breaks when he realizes there is... ice? At the beach? Curiously, he follows it and peeks over the rocks and spots the girl. Ah- Elsa, right?

Should he call her? She seems like she is having fun.

... ]

Er. Hello. [ Kaneki rises his hand to wave at her ]

[handwringing]

[Elsa jumps at the sudden address, and the flower she was forming transforms in a jagged spike with frightening speed. She watches it for a moment, then looks back at the boy.

Kaneki, wasn't it? The boy who wanted coffee shops.]

Please, stay back.

[She doesn't mean to be rude, but this is dangerous.]

[anthropophagite]

[ when she tells him to stay back, Kaneki... well, does. He is not going to upset her of course ]

Aha- sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

B

[hadtoperishtwice]

Sam's been out, scouting the area around Heropa. After all, if and when things happen, it's probably going to be a good idea to have a clue where he needs to go. More than that, though, it's just nice to be able to walk along the ocean. Even if it's probably nicer in the water than it was in Stanford.

He catches sight of the spirals of ice out of the corner of his eye and, given his own powers, gets curious. He picks his way though the rocks, whistling once he gets to the top and can see the work. "Damn. That's impressive."

[handwringing]

The whistle startles her, and she whips around, ice crystals forming briefly in the air before falling into the sand in front of her feet.

She widens her eyes when she realizes she almost shot ice at the man. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she looks around for her gloves.

"Please, just stay where you are."

She's a little shaken - she hadn't meant to be discovered. And it's too dangerous to be around her when startled.

[hadtoperishtwice]

Sam crouches out of habit, though he's relieved to see the ice crystals that had formed drop to the ground. His startle response also sends the temperature in the immediate area to freezing, though he hardly notices it himself.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere," he promises, spreading his hands to show that he's unarmed. Then looks around and turns the crouch into a sit once he finds a good rock that maintains his distance.

B.

[throneinmyside]

Margaery had wanted to take an afternoon off to enjoy the warm weather while she had an afternoon off. She had never dared to venture into the water, she just loved to walk along the shore and feel the sand between her toes as the wind blew through her hair. She felt free here, without the restraints of being a Tyrell or a widow twice over, a young Queen without a King.

Today those thoughts were gone from her mind as she made her way to the beach, pausing as she saw something rising up into the sky. It shimmered in the air, like pure ice. Brown eyes widen in awe as she made her way around the rocks, curious to try to see what it was exactly.

My internet failed last night right before I got to you, sorry

[handwringing]

Unaware that she was being watched, Elsa continued forming her sculpture. Taking a break from the flowers, she flicked her wrist and geometric patterns, hard angles and sharp planes, formed on the spire's sides, sticking out, dangerous but beautiful. She preferred this kind of beauty, she thought. Hard, symmetrical, but still dazzling.

She smiled, and gave another flick of her wrist. Snowflakes burst in the air around her and floated down around her, glittering in the sun.

it's alright!

[throneinmyside]

Margaery couldn't stop herself from clapping her hands excitedly, her eyes wide. To be able to summon such beauty at the tip of her finger tips, she was impressed by Elsa's power.

"That is truly beautiful! Is that a power you were given here?" she asked as she approached carefully, not wanting to startle the other girl.

b!

[ectomy]

Fillmore was walking. It was a good day for walking; the weather was starting to cool but there was still more than enough sun to keep anyone from getting terribly cold. And besides, Fillmore walked enough that he wouldn't have minded much what the weather was doing. It kept him going, kept him centered and focused and reminded of the things he needed to be while he was here. Without all of his support systems. Support systems he needed very much to keep himself on the right track. But they weren't here and he was and he needed to survive somehow.

He ended up on the beach, his feet carrying him wherever they felt the need to go and he was pleasantly surprised to find himself on the edge of stumbling into someone's exploration of their... ability? Fillmore didn't even know what to call it but he watched from a distance, his hands safely in his pockets.

But that didn't mean he keep could his nose out of it forever.

"You're quite good at that." He felt the need to point it out, as if the girl wanted advice on the matter. She probably didn't, but Fillmore could only guess on the matter. And besides, it was a way to start conversation, something he hadn't done all day.

[handwringing]

She's startled at the sudden address, abruptly losing concentration on the spire, and spikes grow out of it in response, sharp and glistening. She whirls around, angry shards of ice forming near her fingertips before abruptly falling to the ground.

This man isn't a threat, or at least she has no reason to believe he is yet. She doesn't want to attack him, but her powers react defensively.

"I'm really not." She shakes her head. "Please stay back."

She bends down to pick up her gloves, laying in the sand.