Entries tagged with frozen: elsa

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[video] Time and Again

[Elsa looks a little different than usual today: her long platinum hair is in a high, wavy ponytail, and her dress is a style she's never worn before. The overall effect is clear if you recognize the fashion: she's discovered the styles of Earth in the 1950s. She's broadcasting from home.]

Hello, everyone!

I know that some of you don't live in the Time District, but have you visited yet? There's so much here that I never thought I'd see or do... well, I never thought of it at all. It's from the future [(a little quirk of her mouth indicates that she still finds this concept strange in some ways)], or it's something from the past that I've only ever seen in books before, or it's from a completely different world. It's kind of... well, it's exciting!

[Elsa is still a little too controlled to sound genuinely excited, but sometimes she thinks of how Anna would respond to all of this. That makes her a little wistful, but it also makes her smile: maybe one day Anna can see all of this, or Elsa can tell her about it.]

Anyway. I was wondering, since so many of us are from different times and places... what's your favorite? It's all right if it's the one you came from, but even if that's true, is there any other? Or... oh, is there one you think we could all learn something from?

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[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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Attention Former Crew of the Moira--

Former Head Librarian Elizabeth DeWitt, in case I needed introduction. Now that we're all... more or less settled into things here on Thisavrou, I have time to turn my attention back to the Moira's collection. As some of you may know, the collection began out of Captain Thán's personal collection and grew as we traveled. Or as the Ingress spat out various items for me to scratch my head over and catalog somewhere.

The point is, even with my new position at Kauto's public library, I don't feel comfortable handing over our collection wholesale without some discussion on the matter. Not to mention I imagine there are some personal items that landed in there that some of us might not feel comfortable being shared with the universe at large. Those will go to the parties involved without question, and I'll hold them until I hear one way or the other.

Should any of our collection go to Kauto? The other option is I house the collection personally and anyone can come and use it if they contact me ahead of time. We don't have to give it up if I'm... the only one hanging onto this.

So? What should I do with all of these materials? It's up to all of us, not just me.

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Ah, now it is working! Wonderful!

[The huge, booming voice on the other end of the TAB pauses for a moment, gathering up his thoughts. And when he speaks again, you can almost hear the grin on his face.]

Hello. To you I have not met, I am Reinhardt Wilhelm. And I, too, have come to give some words in this time. When we are still mourning the loss of our space homes. Our real homes. And our friends.

[He clears his throat. What he says next is pretty cheesy, but there's no doubt he believes in what he says, completely.]

Things can be destroyed. But as long as the people, as long as we are strong, my friends, we can always rebuild.

And, if you find yourself in need of some strength -- [Here, Reinhardt laughs, though it's not his usual, booming one, it's more solemn.] -- call for me. And I will be your shield. I have strength to spare.

...

I just winked there. You cannot see it, but I did.

[click.]

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[ Though she's been here for seven long months, this is only Elsa's second time making a network-wide broadcast. She does, admittedly, look a bit nervous as the video feed flicks on, but unlike her first broadcast, she offers the camera a friendly smile. ]

Hello, everyone.

[ For a moment, she falters, wondering if she should introduce herself. That feels somewhat presumptuous, however, so she doesn't take that direction--she'll introduce herself as needed in conversation, instead. Clearing her throat to cover for her stumble over words, she runs a hand quickly through her hair and continues. ]

I intended to post this a bit over a month ago, but with everything that happened last month... There was never a time that felt appropriate. As things seem to be calmer now, however, and we're trying to get rid of clutter, now seems as good a time as any.

In the mail quite a while ago, I received some items that I personally have no use for. I thought perhaps I would offer them to any parties who may be interested.

[ There's some shifting, the camera shaking as Elsa turns her MID to show the desk in front of her with some items lined up on it. On the left, there is an honest to god selfie spoon, which she doesn't understand in the least, and to the right, a pile of hand soaps. Shaped like actual hands. The mail had decided to play a joke on her of some kind, she thinks. ]

As you can see, there are a number of these "hand soaps", and I actually have even more than this... I was given about forty of them, so if anyone is in need of soap, I suppose, please feel free to request one. Or more. I can't possibly use this many, but I'd hate to waste more than necessary...

[ More shaking, and the camera turns back to her face. ]

I'm not certain anyone will want any of this, but if you do...! Please do feel free to say so.

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[VIDEO][001] - Backdated to Magnus' Arrival

[The video feed flickers to life, and despite the commotion, it's very much intentional. For those of you who know Riptide, you can see him frantically trying to escape from two hands that about as big as he is. Finally, one hand seizes Riptide and slams him to the floor. With some stability now, the camera is able to focus on Ultra Magnus. For those of you who don't know him, prepare to be bored. For those of you who do know him, it's possible that he's much much bigger than you remember, having had a few necessary upgrades recently.]

[He clears his vocalizer.]

Attention to all those who receive this broadcast. My name is Ultra Magnus. I have recently come aboard this ship and have been given the position of bailiff and parole officer. Let it be known that I have served as an officer of the law prior to my enlistment aboard the Moira, and as such, I promise that I will treat my duties and responsibilities with the utmost care, respect, and diligence that is befitting the position. I am fair and even-handed, and I look forward to working with all of you and becoming a productive member of the community.

That said, I have in my custody the one known as Riptide. He is a former comrade of mine, who served aboard the same ship as I did. Some of you may know him, and I am obligated to inform you that trusting this individual is a huge mistake. He is, as of now, being apprehended for being an accessory to mutiny.

[If Riptide wriggles, Magnus quickly presses his considerable weight down on him to make him stop.]

As I am still unfamiliar with the ship, I wish to know where the brig is located. I also wish to know everything about the due process aboard, as I intend to have this...this...ne'er-do-well answer for his crimes against his chain of command. In addition, if there are any forms and paperwork associated with the booking of prisoners so that they can be properly processed, I will more than happily fill out any and all necessary forms.

Again, I hope to make your acquaintance and let's all be sure to follow the new rules and expectations set forth by our current caregivers.

Magnus out.

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Video; Late at night on June 20th

[It’s late at night, a few hours after the announcement of the Cauducian’s intent to attack has been broadcast, when a video message from a tiny green face is sent out for the whole crew to consider.

Like much of the rest of the crew, Peridot is scared... But that also means she’s agitated. And she’s definitely not the type to sit around fretting uselessly when something is this wrong, in her eyes. No. Peridot is a gem of action. Action and vicious, unapologetic criticism.

As soon as the video feed picks up, she just launches right into it.]

( Gems react to: Appalling inefficiency and shoddy leadership methods )

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[The camera flicks on to some blurry glimpses of green and brown. There's dirt and earth, nearby plants, and Med'an's dirty white sleeve, before he manages to straighten it enough to reveal a young tree sitting in a cart in the ship's garden.]

...it's...for peaches. They said it should flower soon, if the garden is warm enough. I bought some other plants, too - [the camera jiggles slightly towards a few large pots nearby] - but this is the biggest thing.

I was going to ask Rosethorn or the head gardener for help, but I can't find either of them. [there's a motion that might be a small shrug.]

I can dig the hole for it, I might just need help....putting it in there.

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Hello my fellow shipmate captives! I hope we're all enjoying our bizarre beach kidnapping. At least as far as kidnappings go, we have quite the story once we make it back. Or if, if you're feeling cynical today.

[The world's weirdest kidnapping in her opinion at least.]

Anyway, I'm Hawke and I have an incredibly important question for the people on this ship to satisfy my own curiosity. Or I suppose some of the people on this ship. ...Probably.

In the past few days I've gotten such shock and awe [The phrase shock and awe is said in an appropriately dramatic tone!] over the very concept of magic, elves, dwarves, and demons. All of those things I see when I pop my head out my bedroom window back home. Well not demons. Or not usually demons but it did happen once or twice... [Her home is basically the garbage dump of the world, everyone.

ANYWAY. She shakes her head and waves a hand to move the conversation along.]

Fascinating but pointless side information. Magic is the sticking point. And the reason I am making this very important message where my face shows up on the little arm thing. Does anyone else do magic? Blood magic? Elemental magic? Necroph- No, it's Necromancer. Anything at all really? I figure there aren't any templars out to kill mages on this ship so we're at least safe to talk about it for now. That would be doubling down on bad luck.

And on top of that. [She makes a small ball of light appear in her hands and rolls it idly between her fingers.] anyone find that doing magic is suddenly a lot harder than it was back home? On the level of "after casting a few spells, I feel like I'm about to pass out and or vomit"? Sort of thing? Haven't exactly figured how they've done it but they've done it. It's a bit impressive, if not very annoying.

Anyway, magic users, questions, hopefully answers! Maybe we could even start a little club where we drink tea and chat up spells. That sounds delightful.

Oh and I suppose if anyone who's in "shock and awe" about magic, this is the perfect time to get all of your questions out. I really opened up the floodgates.

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For those who knew them: Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Clark Kent, Scott Lang and Foggy Nelson are gone.

[ Bruce doesn't know whether or not to leave it at that. He wants to keep it a brief announcement, almost detached, but in the process he's making it fairly obvious that some of these people leaving has affected him a lot. But then again, that's why he went with text, so he can avoid any slip of his expression or tone of voice that might betray just how upset he is.

He doesn't really want to talk about it. Or maybe he does, but he doesn't know with whom, or how to bring it up. It's not like he's ever been the best at expressing himself.

Best to just leave it at that. Short and... not really sweet, no. ]

That's it.

(( ooc: forward-dated a couple of days just to avoid overlapping recent drop notices! ))

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Personnel Officer Miles Vorkosigan here. Due to the recent influx of new crewmembers onto the Moira, my job has gotten far busier and more complex by about a factor of ten. Not that I mind putting a few extra hours in, but this is no longer a one-man job, let alone for a man with two jobs. So, with that in mind, there are two new Personnel Officer postings available for any who might be interested in assisting with the workload. If you've got a knack for paperwork and find desk jockeying an appealing career opportunity, I'd be glad to have you on board. At any rate, anyone who's interested in the job should take a look at the posting and get in touch with the captains.

And there's one other matter: it seems that last month I received yet another mystery package from the postal Russian roulette that is the Ingress and, unsurprisingly, it does not belong to me.

[ attached is an image of a crate full of assorted shoes. ]

But I have a sneaking suspicion some of these belong to someone -- many someones -- on the ship. In fact, I'd bet you Betan dollars that more than a few of you will find something that belongs to you in that crate. It's in the cargo bay if you want to have a look. Vorkosigan out.

( [ooc] below the cut: a list of people whose shoes are in the crate )

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[When the feed starts, Elizabeth is right in the center of the frame, dressed in her uniform, giving off a very formal but pleasant attitude. ~~She practiced this. Several times.~~]

Good morning, everyone. For those of you who I haven't met yet, my name is Elizabeth DeWitt, head librarian. Recently, I was promoted by our captains to the position of First Mate, meaning I have taken on additional responsibilities to the crew aside from encouraging everyone to visit the library and make use of the collection. [Little plug there, forgive her.]

As First Mate, I'll be acting as a liaison between the crew and the captains, should anyone have an issue they would feel more comfortable speaking to me about, or if the captains are off ship. Once I've moved in, my quarters will be located in Section M and I encourage anyone to find me there or at the library if you need me.

...I realize not all of us are happy to find ourselves here, however I am one of the potentially few who very easily call this ship my home. Whatever can be done to make things more efficient, safe, or comfortable, I want to discuss it. But, at the same time, if you just want a reading recommendation and some hot chocolate, I can provide that as well.

[She nods, clearly satisfied with the message and smiles, looking a little relieved that she got through the spiel without embarrassing herself.] I think that about wraps it up, but if there's anything else please feel free to message me. Thank you!

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This is Queen Elsa of Arendelle.

[ She appears on the network calm and composed, no smile or anything, but she hesitates after speaking. She feels a bit awkward about addressing everyone on the ship so soon after her arrival, but it's important. It's an important step in her plan to keep herself at a distance from others, to keep them all safe from her. So here she is, likely to sound like a horribly rude person, but it needs to be done. ]

...I suppose titles have no meaning here anymore. No matter. This is Elsa, and I would simply like to request that those of you on the same deck as me avoid my room. Consider it off limits. I-- I have a certain need for privacy and don't like to be disturbed.

That said, now for those that I work with: please keep your distance from me while we work together. I...wouldn't want anything to happen. By that, I mean I... I have an aversion to touch. It makes me uncomfortable and I wouldn't want to make anyone else uncomfortable, either.

I realize these may seem like odd requests, but they are what I require. Thank you for taking them into consideration and thank you for your time.

[ There's a curt nod, and the video feed cuts off. ]