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piratejournal2014-10-11 08:02 pm
letthestormrageon) wrote in piratejournal2014-10-11 08:02 pm
006 ℱrozen ℱractals ❄ Audio / Action for Straw Hats (backdated to the 10th)
[There's something "off" the moment Elsa starts speaking, an edge in her speech that wasn't there before. Sharp and cold, almost as if it is ready to slash something at any moment. It's not exactly contained anger, but it's the kind of tone that would suggest that her patience is running low.]
I saw it again, black mist climbing over the side of the ship.
[She doesn't know how long it was around, for some reason there's a span of time missing from her memories, as if she had passed out. But as far as she can tell she's perfectly normal so she doesn't pay attention to it. Neither to the horns that she has on her head across her forehead nor to the black colour of her ice dress. There's an exasperated sigh before some amusement slips into her voice and an unseen twisted smile visits her lips.]
And of course we weren't able to do anything about it. No one can do anything, right? How come that, despite having several people being here for over a year, and having access someone who offers at least one answer to a question per week... We know nothing of real value?
Not that I blame anyone... [Though it doesn't seem as if she will be sorry if people interpret it that way.] But it's a fact that we're practically as helpless as when we just arrived. One would have thought we would have made some progress beyond maybe finding a couple of those shards which we still don't even know if they will really be of use. But, alas, that's not the case. We're still nothing but foreign little ducks in a row waiting to be taken down.
[It's hard to say, due the dark amusement in her tone, if Elsa is frustrated by all this or not. Actually, she's not, except for the part of being unable to protect herself or her companions from the effects of this world. The sole idea of her crewmates getting affected again makes her want to stab someone with an ice spear. Several times.]
Anyway, Straw Hats, isn't it a bit too hot lately? You won't mind if I cool things down a little bit, will you?
[Elsa doesn't really wait for an answer, it's a rhetoric question after all. With a wave from her hand the temperature around a large area surrounding the ship drops to deep winter levels. Besides that, caution is recommended around the ice queen, patches of ice making people slip or be stuck in place due ice on their feet are to be expected at the very least.]
I saw it again, black mist climbing over the side of the ship.
[She doesn't know how long it was around, for some reason there's a span of time missing from her memories, as if she had passed out. But as far as she can tell she's perfectly normal so she doesn't pay attention to it. Neither to the horns that she has on her head across her forehead nor to the black colour of her ice dress. There's an exasperated sigh before some amusement slips into her voice and an unseen twisted smile visits her lips.]
And of course we weren't able to do anything about it. No one can do anything, right? How come that, despite having several people being here for over a year, and having access someone who offers at least one answer to a question per week... We know nothing of real value?
Not that I blame anyone... [Though it doesn't seem as if she will be sorry if people interpret it that way.] But it's a fact that we're practically as helpless as when we just arrived. One would have thought we would have made some progress beyond maybe finding a couple of those shards which we still don't even know if they will really be of use. But, alas, that's not the case. We're still nothing but foreign little ducks in a row waiting to be taken down.
[It's hard to say, due the dark amusement in her tone, if Elsa is frustrated by all this or not. Actually, she's not, except for the part of being unable to protect herself or her companions from the effects of this world. The sole idea of her crewmates getting affected again makes her want to stab someone with an ice spear. Several times.]
Anyway, Straw Hats, isn't it a bit too hot lately? You won't mind if I cool things down a little bit, will you?
[Elsa doesn't really wait for an answer, it's a rhetoric question after all. With a wave from her hand the temperature around a large area surrounding the ship drops to deep winter levels. Besides that, caution is recommended around the ice queen, patches of ice making people slip or be stuck in place due ice on their feet are to be expected at the very least.]
[action]
You'll always look lovely to me, Elsa-swan~ Ahh, but I think you'd really rather have clothes on. Right? I mean, clothes are pretty damn awesome. I love clothes.
[The question about Zoro throws him for a moment and cuts off his babbling. He blinks a few times, face going warm.
Then he snorts.]
Hell, that idiot doesn't look lovely ever.
[action]
[At this stage it may be closer to lingerie than clothes, but it feels good. And she closes the distance between them, smiling mischiveously.]
I disagree, though maybe "lovely" is the wrong word. There's certainly something very nice in him, so strong and dependable. It's surprising he isn't "rolling around the floor" with people the whole time, isn't it?
[action]
You are [barely] and you should keep right on doing that! The more clothes, the better!
[More Zoro talk makes him frown.]
Yeah, well. Not really. He was a late shitty bloomer.
[And now he's Sanji's, so. Hmph.]
Also, oblivious as a fucking brick wall. He wouldn't know if someone was interested in him unless they kicked him in the face and screamed it at him.
[Exhibit A...]
[action]
[She smiles teasingly and arching an eyebrow as Sanji answers her comments about Zoro.]
Oooh, so that's why you are always arguing with him? So he notices that you're interested?
[action]
Well. Your opinion is...completely valid, of course. You're more than welcome to it...
[You just might really regret it later, ahahahaaaa fuckity fuck.
Sanji forces an eye roll, like this conversation isn't making him extremely uncomfortable.]
Tch, no, we argue because he's a shithead. [Waves a hand.] He knows I'm interested now, I meant before we...uh. Were doing anything. Took him damn near forever to catch on.