thisavrou | [Video] Time for a free skate!

[Elsa is a young blonde woman in a shimmering blue dress. From the lighting and the light breeze blowing tiny wisps of her hair across her pale face, it's obvious that she's outside. Her smile might strike very astute observers as slightly nervous, but she's doing her best for her message to seem warm.]

Hello, everyone!

I have a job! I'm managing A Rinkle in Time for the owner, Jim. He's very nice.

Now, I don't know if you've ever skated on ice before, but I wanted to invite you to come by. If you can see this message, you can get in for free once in the next two weeks -- just mention Elsa's Invitation at the door. We're in the Time District, and we look like this. [She holds the TAB out so that the eye of the camera shows the building before returning to her face.] If you don't know how to skate, come anyway! I'll cover the cost of your first lesson. We also have other games you can play, and we have skates to fit just about anyone, trust me.

[What she means is that if they don't have skates in someone's size, she'll create a pair with magic, even if they're for one of Riptide's friends and have to be the size of a sled. And if someone falls... well, if she's able to, she'll try to cushion their fall in a way they might not expect.]

[As she continues to talk, her expression sobers.]

One more thing. I've been told that I was on the Moira with you all, but I'm very sorry… I don't remember it. Still… if we were friends then, we can be friends again now. If you don't want to skate, maybe you'd like to have tea?

[Another smile, nervous again, and then a quick nod, and the video feed ends.]

[Note: Elsa will keep video format in replies, but that doesn't mean anyone else has to! If there's any interest, I'll throw up a log in a few days.]

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[Lea gives a low whistle.]

Man, I haven't ice skated since I was like fourteen. [Since he has yet to wake up from this bizarre dream, or have anyone jump out and yell PSYCH, and his Corridors won't take him home, he has to presume that that really does mean he's stuck here for the time being. Might as well enjoy it.] Dare I see if I still can, and risk breaking my stupid ankles?

[Elsa smiles in a way that she intends to be enticing... about skating.]

You should definitely try it. I promise to personally make sure that you don't break your ankles.

How long has it been since you were fourteen?

Hey, now, asking somebody's age is rude! [If his dramatic tone isn't clearly indicative that he's joking, the fact that he can't keep a straight face through the whole line surely should be.] Let's just say it's... been a lifetime. [In a manner of speaking.

[He chuckles softly, though.]

I guess if I've got your personal guarantee my ankles'll stay intact, what've I got to lose? 'Elsa', was it? [He wags a finger.] I'm holding ya to it!

Oh! Well, I guess you're all grown up now. [She smiles sweetly.]

Do you have any friends you'd like to bring with you?

[She'll have to stay on her toes if more than one person needs an impromptu snowdrift!]

[Another soft laugh and he gives a nod, looking proud of himself.] Yup. Can tie my own shoes and everything.

[A shake of his head then.]

Ah, nope, just me for the time being. I haven't been here that long, so I dunno too many people yet, and nobody well, really. If somebody else shows up and needs a lesson, though, I promise I know how to share.

If that picture is true to life, it would be worth coming by only to see the palace and the ice.

You've never seen anything like this before?

[Because if that's the case, boy does she have a treat for you.]

I have seen ice for skating before...and palaces. Nothing exactly like that, though.

[It's a minute or so before Elsa responds, and then, when she does, she's moved her TAB so that it captures another angle. Wanda won't know that it wasn't there before, but in the interim, Elsa has created a small, intricate, two-storey pavilion made of ice out on the perimeter of the rink -- twenty feet tall, hexagonal, narrower at the top than the bottom, with little spires of ice, all glittering and slightly blue.]

We have this, too.

Are you used to skating?

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That's beautiful. I've never seen anything so complex made out of ice. Is it really ice, or is it an illusion?

No, I'm not used to skating.

[EXCITED SCREAMING]

I'm down for this! I'm down for this right now! I even have my own skates!

Oh, my!

[Elsa doesn't sound very deterred by his enthusiasm, though.]

Your own skates! How much have you skated in the past? You sound very experienced.

I use them every day! They're light tech, so they can go on any surface.

[he grins, so proud of them.]

What about you, Miss Elsa?

I don't usually skate, but I do know how.

[That's a long explanation that she isn't volunteering yet: she just doesn't slip on ice. And that makes her wonder...]

Light tech...? How does that work? It sounds really interesting.

I hope you're planning on joining us!

It's hard light, so instead of using metal for the skates, it uses... well, light. Light doesn't tend to get caught on stuff, so!

Ice skating... [The words escaped Angel in the form of a low breath. She'd read about it, watched videos on the ECHOnet, but she'd never had the opportunity. Being locked away certainly kept her from that.]

[There were lessons though -- that was what the woman said. And even though Angel could barely walk, she found herself over the moon at the idea of trying to skate.]

How hard is it to learn, if you don't mind me asking?

Well... that depends on who you are.

[But Elsa's gaze is friendly and curious: there's nothing in her reaction that would deter anyone from skating.]

But if I'm around when you're learning, it probably won't be too hard. I can't guarantee that you'll be able to pick it up, but I'll try to help you. I can almost guarantee that you won't get hurt if you fall.

[Because you will land in an impromptu snowbank!]

[Angel was far from deterred, and not just because of Elsa's expression. She appreciated the honesty, especially from someone who might just wind up being her teacher. It was one thing she could appreciate about her upbringing -- she always knew how to correct her mistakes, or if she was barking up the wrong tree.] M/small>

That's good to know. Especially the part about not getting hurt. I am... rather good at falling down. [Technically, the term was collapsing from exhaustion, but Elsa didn't need to know that. Probably.]

I wouldn't want you to fall, though. We might have some skates here that would be easier for you to learn on.

[That makes her miss Anna for a minute, a sharp little pang that she pushes aside; her gaze becomes momentarily unfocused, but a moment later, she's back in the present and reinforcing her soft smile. What she can do for Angel is, maybe, a pair of skates with double blades, something that would give her a little more stability to start with.]

Have you ever played in the snow?

[She felt a little self-conscious, having someone go through all this effort for her. If she could just... be normal. If she could have been granted a normal life. There were so many things that she wasn't sure how to do, and learning how to do them was embarrassing, when it came down to it.]

[As was admitting to all the things she had never done.]

No I haven't. I've seen it [Through video feeds.] but I've never played in it before.

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