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[glacio]

If anyone would like to go ice skating, please do feel free to join me in the unused gathering hall on the fifth floor of Caer Glaem. Skates can be provided for those who need them, as well as a quick skating lesson, if you've never had the chance to try before. I'll be here all day.

I hope to see you soon!

Oh, and don't forget to bundle up!



[ ooc: basically Elsa's taken one of the bigger rooms and froze it all over, so it'll probably look a little like this, only wider right yeah. big room. instead of putting up a log I'm just going to say go ahead and use this as an actionspam party post kinda deal, if you want! closed threads are cool ( even if they're not open to Elsa, though you can handwave that she gave them literal ice skates ), open to all that would have access to the Seelie castle. i just thought an ice skating party would be cute, haha. just label if it's a text reply or an action thread in the subject or whatever, yus ]

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[icy]

[ Idly skating backward with his staff draped across his shoulders, he gives her the look of someone who holds very few hecks about people who aren't having fun by getting adrenaline kicks doing it their own way. Each foot kicks up a few snowflakes for her to skate through with Jack's easy gait pushing him over the rink at a steady glide. ]

Says you, skating in a long poofy dress.

[glacio]

Poofy?

[ yes, that would be Elsa stopping dead in her tracks ( with a cut into the ice, all very dramatic yes ) to hold out her arms and look over her dress, then immediately look up again to give him a sass-filled brow quirk. ]

My dress is not poofy.

Though I suppose you do have a point, my gown isn't very practical for skating.

[ not that she's going that much shorter, but she changes the skirt of her dress so that it's less long and slinky and more.. knee-length, and flowy like a figure skater's. congrats to anyone at the rink right now, they're all the first to ever see Elsa's shins ever. and she seems all too aware of the fact. this might be worse for her nerves than the baggy pants she wears when she's training with Korra ]

There.

[icy]

It's a little poofy-wafty.

[ Until it isn't, and Jack laughs as he circles around her to give it a poke with his staff; it adds an icy wisp or two. ]

I sincerely think you should consider wearing an article of clothing that won't melt if you stand in the summer heat too long.

[glacio]

You say that as if I have any intention of standing in the summer heat.

[ her fingers lace together behind her back once she starts to skate again, pleased as punch with her ice clothes. she lets her skates turn out a bit so she can glide in a slow circle, her hands moving around her shoulders for a moment, until her top is an ice version of Jack's hoodie ]

Should I be looking for something more like this? [ she holds her arms out, turning her wrists in the cuffs. hm. ] Oo, it's roomy.

[ ... she doesn't hate it ]

[icy]

Are you stealing my gig? [ His staff butts up behind her shoulders as he increases his speed to push Elsa along faster, letting her hold back onto the wood if she needs to. ] You're fired from the winter business, go play in the dirt with the spring crowd.

[glacio]

[ she tries to keep up for a few paces, but eventually she plants her feet and lets herself be guided along by the staff, crossing her arms over her chest and standing as straight as she can without wiping out on her skates, doing her best Jack Frost impression. which basically means trying to look like a confident little shit. ]

You can't fire me from winter, I'm Elsa Frost. I am winter!

[icy]

[ Snorting through his laughter, he swings around in front of her and wraps an arm around her waist, the wind picking up as Jack starts to float. ]

I guess that means you can fly, too.

[glacio]

No. No, no, no! Jack.

[ if he does manage to lift her higher than her toes, she's just going to start... raising the ice under her feet... and hope nobody is skating close behind her because ahaha that means there's suddenly a ramp for them to fly off of, woops. be safe, kids. ]

Jack!

[icy]

[ He sweeps her around a foot or so off the ice in a twirl, lowering her easily again. It's almost like dancing, except for the fact Jack is flying throughout it. ]

Whoops!

[glacio]

[ her hands ends up gripping his arms just below his shoulders when she feels herself being twirled, and maybe she ends up laughing in surprise, but don't be fooled, she is COMPLETELY unhappy with this right now, so peeved. the nerve! of this boy! she doesn't quite trip once her skates are flat on the ice again, but she does plant her toe pick in just so she can turn and smooth out the ice she raised a moment ago. then she turns again to give him a LOOK

and also changes her shirt back to the same dress top it was before. point proven!! ]

I will get you back for that, you know. When you least expect it!

[ maybe she'll introduce him to Marshmallow. mhm, yep, that might be a thing ]

[icy]

I highly doubt that, somehow.

[ Casually skating around with her, he falls back merely holding her hand and flies up a little to give her a slower, somewhat more civilized twirl. And if he blows onto her hair so she comes out of it with a sparkling little icy tiara, that's entirely not his fault. ]

[glacio]

Fine by me. That puts me at a very good advantage.

[ a slower twirl, that she can handle with much more grace, that's for sure. her skates cut into the ice at an easy glide, fingers still loosely tangled with his once she's pushing off to gain a little more speed again. which is- nice? new. different. and nice. her free hand moves to her hair after a moment, realizing that cool breeze wasn't just an attempt to fluff her hair, but- ]

Oh! [ she's very careful about removing it, although she's not afraid of shattering ice the way she would be with any other type of precious gem or stone. she's just being cautious in a polite way, since he made it for her, not wanting anything to happen to it. she takes a moment to turn it over in her hand, letting the light catch it at different angles. Jack's power may be much different than hers, but there's no doubt judging by her smile that she kiiiind of loves it just the same ] It's beautiful, thank you. [ which is why she's setting it back in her hair again, despite what she continues on to say ] I do hope nobody thinks anything of it, though, beyond it being a thoughtful gift. I'm not royalty here, and I don't intend to let people think I wish to be treated as such. [ ehhhh but she's not not accepting the tiara, so really.. ]

[icy]

[ Jack skates in languid circles as she inspects the little crown, a smile tugging at his lips as he pretends not to be bothered that she likes it (but is, in fact, very pleased that she does).

He also leaves fern-frost patterns all over the indoor rink as he goes, still uncaring about those. ]

They used to call me the Winter Prince, sometimes. [ But those weren't intended as nice comments; he'll just pick and choose from the slander over the years from summer and spring spirits whose gardens and meadows he ruined (mostly on accident). The tall youth shrugs and careens closer. ] Why don't we have a little fun of our own today, since summer's in full swing outside?

[ He can't build the same clothing as Elsa, his magic is far too wild to construct material, but as he widens his circles around her the ice thickens on his staff to hang in stalactites off the crook, it grows up through his hair in a spikier, icicle-like crown of his own and the blue glittery magic he ordinarily draws with sweeps down his back like a cloak, fluffy hoarfrost covering his shoulders like diamonds.

Holding out a hand, he tries to catch and pull Elsa along with him, laughter barking to the rafters. ]

C'mon, Your Majesty.

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[glacio]

[ her expression brightens with that, and she almost mentions the nickname Anna told her about, but. yeah. nobody called her the Ice Queen until she froze over the kingdom, and it wasn't exactly a nice nickname, so. she'll keep it to herself. her pokerface isn't as good as Jack's. which is clear by her brief look of panic once her fingers are curled around his again and she's sO NOT in the mood to fly again nope nope! but it looks like he just wants to skate with her.

so she panics for a second, but it gets turned into a laugh pretty quickly, one she decides to use to fuel some of her magic. ]

We're heading out into the halls now, aren't we?

[ all very rhetorical yes, because she's pretty sure they're going to end up freezing over this whole wing of the castle, if they aren't careful. which they probably won't be. still, her free hand is out in front of her, palm up flat, where an electric blue shock of energy is starting to form, one she eventually tosses up towards the ceiling, letting it burst into a snowfall. which should last for a while, but melt before it hits the ground. no need to make everything more slippery than it already is ]