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thearena2014-06-01 02:38 am
frozenfractalsallaround) wrote in thearena2014-06-01 02:38 am
Brrrrr
Who| Elsa and OTA
What| Elsa gains control and builds an ice house
Where| Her ice house somewhere in the arena I don't know
When| Shortly after hellrena starts
Warnings/Notes| N/A
PREFACE
Elsa had just been getting used to it all. She'd met up with Dave, received numerous sponsor gifts and managed to settle down well enough, avoiding danger as best as possible. Dave had seen more trouble during the arena than she had, a fact that she felt bad for. But that seemed like it would change soon. As everything in the arena changed, Elsa felt the heat for only a few moments.
Because as soon as it all started and the fear began gripping her, ice began spreading under her feet. It seemed to compete with the heat, melting and refreezing before fear won out and the ice solidified completely. Why did this have to happen? Why did they have to do this to her, why couldn't for once an arena just be power free? She knew why; for the entertainment value. Maybe things had gotten too boring or they felt the arena needed something more.
Either way, she was beginning to panic. The ice was spreading from beneath her feet. She knew that if she didn't get away, she would hurt anyone in the immediate area- most likely Dave. But just as she moved to run, she heard a voice- Shepard's. In her head. All the times before the arena spent going over and over methods of control. Shepard had sacrificed so much of her time in order to help Elsa learn how to control her powers and fear, and there Elsa was preparing to run. She felt bad for that, as if she was letting Shepard down. She thought of all of the people she would be letting down, if she ran and just gave up.
Anna. Hans. Harley. Shepard. Dave. The names and faces flashed through her mind, and around that time the ice began to melt under her feet. She attributed it to the heat, rather than realizing it was love thawing the ice. That maybe her brief hold on control was allowing the new heat in the arena to melt it. Either way, she seemed to be holding onto control well enough for the moment. Elsa's mind went back to the techniques Shepard taught her to keep herself calm.
Feel. The emotions were a part of her. They were a part of her, they didn't control her. So she allowed herself to feel them, rather than try and push them back. She let the growing anxiety and terror wash over her- the ice flared up again, solidifying and spreading, covering the ground. Snow flurried in the air, unable to melt as her magic kept it going. The ice below her feet began cracking, as jagged edges rose up as the fear ran through her.
But then she stopped it. It wasn't easy, it was a slow process. But acknowledging that it was part of her and allowing herself to feel it gave her the strength to control it rather than the other way around. Shepard had taught her well and Elsa had come a lot way since the day she had approached Shepard to train her. Then, she couldn't put a stop to the fear, but after a lot of work she had learned how to. She still felt it, it hadn't gone completely- but she was the one controlling it now. Once more, the ice stopped. The snow in the air fell to the ground in raindrops.
Elsa broke into a smile. She'd stopped it- she'd really stopped it.. Unable to stop herself, she laughed. She had her powers back and they were under her control! "I did it… I really did it." She still as if she were in disbelief, but there was a happiness in her voice that hadn't been there for a very, very long time.
After a few moments, she allowed herself to look around the area- the fog had lifted, the buildings decayed. But most apparent was the heat- she could already feel the sweat beading on her forehead now that she'd stopped the ice. She reached up, wiping at it with the back of her hand. As she did, her mind wandered to the other people in the arena. How many people would succumb to this heat?
No. She wouldn't let that happen. For the first time, she felt like she was in a situation where she could help people with her powers. Never before had she been in a place where she could do that, but now thanks to Shepard she could do it. She flexed her fingers, looking around slowly for a good spot. It was time to put into practice the rest of Shepard's training.
Elsa settled for a good place, took a deep breath, and then slammed her foot to the ground.
OPEN
A half hour later, Elsa was finished. It wasn't her ice palace- no, not even close. If anything, it resembled the buildings that had crumbled, though on the smaller size, perhaps like a large shack. It took a lot of effort to get it built, a certain amount of attention to detail during the building process to ensure that the heat rising from the ground didn't melt it in places before she could get it done. As she worked, she couldn't help thinking back on her time one the mountain as she built her palace. For the first time since that night, she felt… free, even in this cage of an arena. She was in control of her powers and she was doing something to benefit other people.
With the building finally finished, she stood back to admire it. It wasn't the prettiest, at least to her. But other people might be impressed with a whole building made of ice. By the door of the ice building lay various containers- whatever she could find that would hold water. In them were blocks of ice, melting at a steady pace. She imagined people would need water, and she had every intention of supplying it. After checking the progress of the water, she moved to step into her ice house, placing a hand on it and letting a burst of ice magic flow through it to keep it frozen. After that, she settled down inside and waited.
She only hoped now that people wouldn't be afraid to stop in for a visit.
What| Elsa gains control and builds an ice house
Where| Her ice house somewhere in the arena I don't know
When| Shortly after hellrena starts
Warnings/Notes| N/A
PREFACE
Elsa had just been getting used to it all. She'd met up with Dave, received numerous sponsor gifts and managed to settle down well enough, avoiding danger as best as possible. Dave had seen more trouble during the arena than she had, a fact that she felt bad for. But that seemed like it would change soon. As everything in the arena changed, Elsa felt the heat for only a few moments.
Because as soon as it all started and the fear began gripping her, ice began spreading under her feet. It seemed to compete with the heat, melting and refreezing before fear won out and the ice solidified completely. Why did this have to happen? Why did they have to do this to her, why couldn't for once an arena just be power free? She knew why; for the entertainment value. Maybe things had gotten too boring or they felt the arena needed something more.
Either way, she was beginning to panic. The ice was spreading from beneath her feet. She knew that if she didn't get away, she would hurt anyone in the immediate area- most likely Dave. But just as she moved to run, she heard a voice- Shepard's. In her head. All the times before the arena spent going over and over methods of control. Shepard had sacrificed so much of her time in order to help Elsa learn how to control her powers and fear, and there Elsa was preparing to run. She felt bad for that, as if she was letting Shepard down. She thought of all of the people she would be letting down, if she ran and just gave up.
Anna. Hans. Harley. Shepard. Dave. The names and faces flashed through her mind, and around that time the ice began to melt under her feet. She attributed it to the heat, rather than realizing it was love thawing the ice. That maybe her brief hold on control was allowing the new heat in the arena to melt it. Either way, she seemed to be holding onto control well enough for the moment. Elsa's mind went back to the techniques Shepard taught her to keep herself calm.
Feel. The emotions were a part of her. They were a part of her, they didn't control her. So she allowed herself to feel them, rather than try and push them back. She let the growing anxiety and terror wash over her- the ice flared up again, solidifying and spreading, covering the ground. Snow flurried in the air, unable to melt as her magic kept it going. The ice below her feet began cracking, as jagged edges rose up as the fear ran through her.
But then she stopped it. It wasn't easy, it was a slow process. But acknowledging that it was part of her and allowing herself to feel it gave her the strength to control it rather than the other way around. Shepard had taught her well and Elsa had come a lot way since the day she had approached Shepard to train her. Then, she couldn't put a stop to the fear, but after a lot of work she had learned how to. She still felt it, it hadn't gone completely- but she was the one controlling it now. Once more, the ice stopped. The snow in the air fell to the ground in raindrops.
Elsa broke into a smile. She'd stopped it- she'd really stopped it.. Unable to stop herself, she laughed. She had her powers back and they were under her control! "I did it… I really did it." She still as if she were in disbelief, but there was a happiness in her voice that hadn't been there for a very, very long time.
After a few moments, she allowed herself to look around the area- the fog had lifted, the buildings decayed. But most apparent was the heat- she could already feel the sweat beading on her forehead now that she'd stopped the ice. She reached up, wiping at it with the back of her hand. As she did, her mind wandered to the other people in the arena. How many people would succumb to this heat?
No. She wouldn't let that happen. For the first time, she felt like she was in a situation where she could help people with her powers. Never before had she been in a place where she could do that, but now thanks to Shepard she could do it. She flexed her fingers, looking around slowly for a good spot. It was time to put into practice the rest of Shepard's training.
Elsa settled for a good place, took a deep breath, and then slammed her foot to the ground.
OPEN
A half hour later, Elsa was finished. It wasn't her ice palace- no, not even close. If anything, it resembled the buildings that had crumbled, though on the smaller size, perhaps like a large shack. It took a lot of effort to get it built, a certain amount of attention to detail during the building process to ensure that the heat rising from the ground didn't melt it in places before she could get it done. As she worked, she couldn't help thinking back on her time one the mountain as she built her palace. For the first time since that night, she felt… free, even in this cage of an arena. She was in control of her powers and she was doing something to benefit other people.
With the building finally finished, she stood back to admire it. It wasn't the prettiest, at least to her. But other people might be impressed with a whole building made of ice. By the door of the ice building lay various containers- whatever she could find that would hold water. In them were blocks of ice, melting at a steady pace. She imagined people would need water, and she had every intention of supplying it. After checking the progress of the water, she moved to step into her ice house, placing a hand on it and letting a burst of ice magic flow through it to keep it frozen. After that, she settled down inside and waited.
She only hoped now that people wouldn't be afraid to stop in for a visit.