thearena | By default, Frozen spoilers are possible

Who| Elsa and whoever stumbles upon her
What| Elsa has just arrived and is exploring
Where| The second floor
When| Week 2
Warnings/Notes| Nothing I can think of

Everything was a blur. Elsa still didn't know what was going on or how any of this was even possible- but despite that? Despite her fear and confusion? She was... relieved. For the first time in forever, her powers weren't going crazy. In fact, they weren't even there. After her meeting with Anna, she'd been so afraid and so worried about what would happen, that suddenly being powerless felt good. For once, no one was in danger of getting hurt.

It was strange- no matter how afraid she felt, nothing happened. That realization was oddly calming and after the first hour, she'd pretty much calmed down completely, save for the obvious confusion she felt at being sent into this strange, foreign place. Despite her calm, she still tried avoiding everyone she could. When you live your life under the fear of hurting people, it was hard to convince yourself that you wouldn't hurt them even if your powers were gone.

Despite that, curiosity was overwhelming. All of this stuff around her were things she'd never seen- all her life she had been sheltered mainly in the one room of the castle and suddenly there was so much to explore, so many strange things to be seen. At the moment, clad in her icy blue pajamas with snowflakes all over them, she could be found walking cautiously through the wax replicas. They were so lifelike, it was almost scary and after a few moments of perusing them, Elsa could feel the edge creeping up on her.

When she turned to face one in particular, she couldn't help but let out a gasp. He was tall, with grey skin and long, jagged shaped horns. It was a creature unlike anything Elsa had seen before and she brought a hand up to stifle her gasp, eyes widening in alarm, despite realizing it was fake after a few moments. The creature was just so... alien. After a few seconds of nervous staring, she tentatively reached out to touch the life-like statue of the creature, only to stop as she caught movement out of the corner of her eye-

"Who's there?" she asked, hand paused in mid-air as she turned her head in the direction of the disturbance.

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Anna didn't dare leave Hans's side since they were reunited. It was really for many reasons, but the main one was that she was absolutely hopeless on her own... Just, don't tell her that. She's still fairly certain she's at least a little intimidating.

They left his friend, by this point, so he could go do... something... or other. Anna really hadn't noticed since she'd been super distracted by how dreamy Hans looked ~~in this dream~~, even in those really weird pajamas. Truly, though, the gravity of the situation was not lost on her.

She hadn't spent much time on this floor, and she was beginning to see why. Chewing on her lip, she looked around and tried not to get too freaked out by it, but that was really easier said than done. Especially when they came across those creepy wax figures and a familiar voice.

"Elsa...?"

It's definitely not the outcome Hans had expected. He'd just been adjusting to the fact that he's here at all, that Anna is here and, by some miracle, that she doesn't seem to recall any of his misdeeds. It was all too terrible and yet too good to be true. Surely something would break his streak of luck, but he's holding out hope for the best.

He's a little wary about letting Starkiller wander off, given that he traded him a sword for assistance, but the three of them together had been so unbearably awkward that he'd allowed for him to scope for food or water.

It's already tense, making their way through what must be the creepiest level by far. Hearing Elsa's voice only intensifies that tension, he straightens almost immediately, glancing around suspiciously. "It could be a trap- Get behind me." He warns, drawing his sword and stepping forward. "Show yourself!"

It's almost immediately when Elsa's heart sinks, along with her stomach. She recognizes that voice immediately- and then the one that follows it as well. Anna. Anna and that man she had wanted to marry. They were both here? No, that can't be. Anna can't be somewhere like this.

Under normal circumstances, the entire room would be freezing at an alarming rate with how upset Elsa feels at this revelation. Despite that, she has to make sure it's true, that Anna is actually here.

She's already moving towards the voices when Hans speaks again and she sees them. A twinge of annoyance hits her at the demand, yet at the same time she's at least grateful that Hans is trying to protect Anna. It's a very conflicted feeling. Elsa stops a few feet away from them, eyes darting between Hans and Anna before speaking.

"Stand down," she says to Hans, standing a little straight. "I would never hurt Anna-" She stops for a moment, the realization that she can't anymore hits her alarmingly hard. "I can't anymore," she adds after a moment, her voice falling quiet.

Anna was already about to bolt towards her sister's voice, but as soon as Hans suggested it might be a trap, she recoiled closer to him. "A trap?" she whispered, as though the thought hadn't even crossed her mind. But she didn't question him further, he had been here longer than she had at this point. So, without any further questioning, she moved behind him and peered over his shoulder to try and see if it really was.

It was a little strange, seeing Elsa. (Also, seeing her in pajamas like that. But seeing her was still a little strange.) She presses her lips together and watches her, wide eyed and cautious, listening to her. Of course she would never hurt her, that's what Anna was trying to tell everyone in the first place... But that quiet admission that she couldn't. Anna was torn between rushing over to her and staying near Hans, Elsa wasn't always receptive towards her affection.

She cautiously pressed a hand to Hans's arm and looked up at him. "It's her... Please?"

"We don't know it's really her." He clarifies, he's already figured out that powers don't seem to work here after running into more than a few "magically inclined" people in his time. That of course doesn't mean he won't be wary, he needs to have a damn good reason not to trust Anna's judgement and fear her sister.

He remains wary for a moment as she appears, keeping his sword steady before glancing at Anna and nodding. He sheathes it and resists any ingrained urge to bow for the Queen. He's keeping silent this round, stepping back and allowing Anna to take on the situation as she sees fit. He has no reason to believe Elsa suspects him, but his heart is pounding and his mouth is dry as the situation continues to unfold.

Elsa knows Hans is right to be suspicious- given how strange and dangerous this place is, a part of her is relieved that Hans is being so protective of Anna. But another part of her wishes they could get over these suspicions and get to whatever lies beyond.

When Hans finally sheathes his sword and steps back, Elsa steps forward a little hesitantly. Despite knowing no longer has ice powers, it's still instinctual to be wary. The closer she gets to Anna and nothing happens, the braver she starts to feel. She still keeps herself guarded, stopping in front of Anna, her hands clasped in front of her.

"Hi..."

This is a little awkward for Elsa, considering her last memory is sending Anna away in distress. But now she has no reason to send her away, yet she doesn't quite know what to do regardless.

Anna wanted to argue with Hans, that it couldn't be a trap. She just knew it. Still, she reluctantly agreed he had a point... And couldn't have been more happy when he sheathed his sword. Anna stepped out in front of him, watching her sister approach them slowly, as guarded as ever.

Bouncing a little in place, Anna nearly launched herself at Elsa to hug her, to tell her how happy and sad all at once she was that they were both here. But it's about mid-launch that she catches herself and leans back, awkwardly tucking her hands behind her back. "Ah-- Hi!"

Too perky for being reunited in a death arena? "I mean... Hi. Hey... you're here, it's really you."

It was weird how much of a deja vu moment this was. Her mind was back in the castle when she and Anna had met at the ball. That fact was enough to make her laugh a little, momentarily forgetting the fact that they were in an arena where they were meant to fight to the death.

"Yes, it is... And it's you." She sounded happy about that. The fact her powers were gone was slowly starting to make her a little bolder. Her eyes caught Hans just behind Anna and her attention was diverted suddenly. "...And you brought him," she said, sounding a little more queenly. "You haven't ran into any trouble so far, have you?"

Her eyes landed on the sword Hans held, wondering if he'd had to use it yet.

The longer this draws on, the more apparent it is that Elsa doesn't seem aware of the circumstances they left on. Not to mention how awkward it still seems between them. He just feels like they were different together, last he saw. Of course, this makes being the third wheel even worse. God.

He isn't entirely out of the woods yet, he straightens and stands to attention as he's addressed by the Queen. Looking appropriately stern and polite and not as overwhelmed with uncertainty as he is.

She really needs to stop saying things that make his his heart stop mid-beat. "We've managed to avoid it for the most part, your majesty." Yep. Back to schmoozing. "Forgive me for my reaction, it's been one surprise after another here."

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