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[Fire sector may notice a slight dip in temperature within the past few hours. Whoops.
A war? Elsa had no intention of fighting a war. Not after what she had just been through. And she can’t help but feel as if she’s being used as some weapon, some ultimate means to an end, and while her ‘hosts’ had been kind enough to explain everything to her it didn’t ease her feelings of discomfort at all.
She had spent most of her first day getting used to her surroundings, trying to get accustomed to the computer interface(A few keys had gotten stuck to her icy fingers, but she managed with some warm water), searching through messages. Always adapt, that was a part of being a queen wasn’t it?
There’s a small sigh of relief when she doesn’t see her sister or anyone else she cared about among the messages posted up. There was Prince Hans, but she had tried to deal with that accordingly.
Still, she’s in a foreign place all by herself. It’s time to do the queenly thing—right?
Video flips on and she shows a bit of surprise before relaxing and speaking.]
Hello, I’m Queen Elsa of Arendelle. [She had thought about hiding her title or where she was from, but Hans had decided to announce himself to the network, it’d be far too difficult to try and cover up her own identity. She won't be mentioning the ice powers quite yet, though. Call it a force of habit.] I’m new here and could use some guidance, particularly when it comes to finding a job.
[How does I shot job hunt? Now she’ll warm up with a smile. It’s genuine, not forced, though may a touch of tiredness will hit it.]
Also, there are so many people here from places and times I’ve never heard of, I would love to hear more about every one of you.
[That’s… not even lip service. She’d been so confined to one place in her life, that now she was curious beyond reason, wanting to hear more about everything. And once she got home, because she would get home, she could tell Anna about it.]
I hope to hear from some of you very soon. Good day.
[And after a graceful curtsy, the feed cuts off.]
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A war? Elsa had no intention of fighting a war. Not after what she had just been through. And she can’t help but feel as if she’s being used as some weapon, some ultimate means to an end, and while her ‘hosts’ had been kind enough to explain everything to her it didn’t ease her feelings of discomfort at all.
She had spent most of her first day getting used to her surroundings, trying to get accustomed to the computer interface(
There’s a small sigh of relief when she doesn’t see her sister or anyone else she cared about among the messages posted up. There was Prince Hans, but she had tried to deal with that accordingly.
Still, she’s in a foreign place all by herself. It’s time to do the queenly thing—right?
Video flips on and she shows a bit of surprise before relaxing and speaking.]
Hello, I’m Queen Elsa of Arendelle. [She had thought about hiding her title or where she was from, but Hans had decided to announce himself to the network, it’d be far too difficult to try and cover up her own identity. She won't be mentioning the ice powers quite yet, though. Call it a force of habit.] I’m new here and could use some guidance, particularly when it comes to finding a job.
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Also, there are so many people here from places and times I’ve never heard of, I would love to hear more about every one of you.
[That’s… not even lip service. She’d been so confined to one place in her life, that now she was curious beyond reason, wanting to hear more about everything. And once she got home, because she would get home, she could tell Anna about it.]
I hope to hear from some of you very soon. Good day.
[And after a graceful curtsy, the feed cuts off.]
(ooc| If you want to tag, but don't want spoilers mentioned around your character, please feel free to drop me a line here!)