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Ingrid
 Posted: Jun 18 2017, 11:23 AM
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The rocky cove was a tiny, secluded part of the coast. The sun glittered across the waters. Ingrid tucked her legs under herself. Reaching by her side, her fingers found a rough pebble. She pulled her arm back and hurled the stone into the water, letting it plop dully into the deep.

Gerda and Helga were off in their dancing lesson. They’d been getting ready this morning. She’d helped Gerda with her shoes and debated Helga on what dress to wear - the blue or the pink. They’d decided on the pink, to contrast against Gerda. And then, all too quickly, they were ready and off they’d gone, talking about what they were going to practise for the next ball and which young son of a duke or a lord they were going to practise with. Ingrid could hear their laughter and bubbly chatter long after they disappeared around a corner, towards the hall at the heart of the castle, but she’d stayed where she was, watching out from the threshold of their shared bedroom like a mother waiting for her children to come home. In a way she almost felt like that, and not a sister at all. After all, there was no point going to a dancing lesson when she was certain she was never going to dance.

She picked up another stone. With all her strength she chucked it into the sea, her face crumpling.

It was too dangerous, she'd explained to her sisters for what felt like the hundredth time. She'd slip up - she'd hurt someone - she'd show her magic. It wasn't worth the risk. Nothing was, not even a ball; the first ball the girls had ever been invited to. Not even her sisters could stop it, she'd had to explain. It was involuntary. It suddenly happened. It wasn't under her control, she'd had to additionally say to Gerda, who didn't know what 'involuntary' meant. And what if she hurt someone? What if someone learnt of her magic? Not even their parents knew. It would be a scandal, and then she'd be called a monster. Ingrid's gaze slipped over to the yellow ribbon tied on her wrist. With all that she'd said to her sisters, she didn't have the heart to say that she wasn't sure, deep in her heart, whether the ribbons worked.

So she wasn't going to any ball and didn't have to practise to dance. The summer sun in Arendelle was always weak. It wasn't ever truly warm, the kind that seemed to occur overseas. Ingrid had only ever seen that kind of heat in picture books, with illustrations of a bright burning sun that never seemed to match up to the weak sunlight they got here. It was never as warm as Agrabah, and Ingrid knew that because they didn't have camels here. All Arendelle had was reindeer and owls and snow foxes. But it was still home, and a sunny day was still a sunny day. It was too warm to be indoors. Maybe it was Ingrid's imagination, but she felt since her discovery of her powers she had found it harder and harder to bear even the mildly warm temperatures of Arendelle.

Maybe if she sat in the sun for long enough her powers would disappear.

She was reaching for another stone to vent her frustrations with when she saw something funny in the water, something catching her eye. There was some sort of spark, light dancing off something. What? She squinted, scrambling towards the water and peering across curiously. Maybe it was the light hitting a seal’s back - the flap of a flipper, maybe. Despite her sadness, the idea of seeing a seal galvanised her and she looked even more closely.

There! There was another spark and now she was looking out for it she could see it more clearly. It was some scales - a fin, or a tail! But her forehead creased. That wasn't a seal. That wasn't even a fish. That fin had to be bigger than any animal she'd ever seen - her eyes widened. "Aaa!" With a sharp cry she darted backwards, struggling to get away. But in her panic she slipped on a piece of uneven ground, part of the slope from the rocks to the sea. On impulse she stretched out her arm to save herself and already she could feel the pull of magic, that spark of blue appearing out of her fingertips -

Suddenly a wave of ice crackled over the sea, immediately from where she sat. With a great crackling noise a line of ice was cast over the water in a sweeping arc, inpenetrable walls sealing off the cove from the outside world. In a few seconds it had isolated the cove utterly. Ingrid could only watch in horror, staring out at what she had created. "No no no..." Her hand shook as she lifted it to her mouth. "What have I done?"

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Ariel
 Posted: Jul 25 2017, 06:51 AM
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I'm a mermaid. Name's Ariel
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Ariel was sitting on a rock by her palace in Atlantica, just listening to the sound of the sea life for a moment. She had only just turned 15, and, she wasn't sure what exactly she wanted to do right now. She just wanted to see more of the world, outside of these ocean walls. But, she didn't know how she was supposed to do it. Being the youngest of seven children, made it harder to escape. Since everyone was overprotective of her. She just leant backwards against the rock, as she kept the tail stretched out next to her on the rocks.

Her sisters had been doing their own things all morning, and, honestly it made things a bit boring for her in the long run. Since no-one really invited her to go with her. Being 15, she missed out on a lot of the royal things, so it did make her a slight bit jealous when she heard one of her sisters either talking about it, or having it being hosted for them in celebration. Her sisters and father had told her that in a few years she would get to go to celebrations too, but, for right now she was stuck being alone when their celebrations or things were being held.

Running her fingers through her hair, Ariel let out a soft sigh. If they could do stuff without her, then she could do stuff without her sisters. Ariel moved her body off of the rocks, and, looked around for a moment. Ariel smiled and waved at Flounder and Sebastian as she saw them coming towards her. They were her two best friends, and, the ones that watched her when her father and sisters were unavailable. Like now for instance.

Ariel couldn't handle this right now, she was going to see her first sense of the worlds away from this water, and, this land. Ariel swam away from everyone else, making sure that no-one is out of sight, so that no-one could stop her. Before she made her way through the water.

She wasn't sure how exactly these worked.

Ariel just kept swimming as fast as she could, hoping that these portals would be easier to figure out then she thought they would be. As she continued to swim forward, Ariel was surprised when she just felt a sudden flash of something over herself, and, she stopped after she felt that, deciding to surface. To figure out where exactly she actually was.

This place, whatever it was, was pretty, and, it certainly wasn't Atlantica. Ariel examined it, as she wondered about where exactly she had ended up. Ariel looked around, hoping to find someone, anyone who could give her an idea of where she was. Or at least someone to talk to. Ariel kept looking around, and, soon noticed something strange about the water around her. What? How was it becoming ice?

Ariel started to panic, and, now she was wondering what she was supposed to do. She continued to swim, before going underneath to see if she could go out the same way she had gotten herself in. Noticing there was no way out, Ariel let out a panicked sound, as she let out a soft cry. “What? What's going on?”

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Ingrid
 Posted: Jul 28 2017, 07:54 AM
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Ingrid just stared out blindly to the ring of ice surrounding the cove. Moments ago this had been free moving ocean heading out to sea - now, as if in an great arc, it cut off the water and held it all in like a giant fishing net. It was like barriers had been placed from the unseen hand of a god and just deposited there. Ingrid looked down at herself, her eyes widening. Her hand.

She was shaking. "Oh no. Oh no. Oh no..." she repeated the same words until they were no longer words at all, just sounds escaping her as her insides became pure liquid. She'd done this. All of this. Could she reverse it? She extended her arms like she had before, like how she had always instinctively channeled the magic - not intentionally, just self preservation taking over. But no matter how hard she scrunched her eyes up tight it wouldn't work. The more she tried she weaker the magic got, until it appeared to lay latent in her veins once again.

It was her worst nightmare. Finally, it had come to pass. She’d made something she couldn’t for the life of her reverse.

She tried extending out her arms again and again as if trying to mime the action, but her eyes were already swelling with tears. Images flashed in front of her. This little rocky beach was secluded off the main royal grounds, far away from any prying eyes - but someone would notice eventually. And then everyone would come and someone would find it was magic and who would they turn to? They, that unknown authority? In Ingrid's mind her guilt had to be obvious - surely they wouldn't look anywhere but her. She couldn't lie convincingly. Maybe they could sniff it out like some sort of - disease -

And what then? A witch hunt? Her sisters couldn't protect her then and nor could her royal status. Some magic was good, like the rock trolls'. But her magic - it couldn't be anything but bad. What did they do to people who had bad magic? She’d be exiled - or killed - a disgrace - a thousand bad scenarios presented themselves to her one after the other. What would happen to her? And more importantly, could she see a - a face under the water? Swirling hair?

"H - Hello?" Her mouth dropped open. Oh my god. There was someone in there. Someone stuck! "Hello?! Up here!" Ingrid leant into the water as far as she dared, extending a hand. The shape looked too far down and too far across to possibly reach, though, and the young princess's eyes clouded with confusion. How had she possibly - but it didn't matter. She had to be in trouble. She looked around her as if looking for help but there was no one else around, no servant to come and do this for her.

She had to go in.

Her dress wasn't made for wading but she went in as deep as she could. The water was cold, colder than it looked, and her teeth chattered as she tried to reach out her hand. "O-over here!" She couldn't swim that well - she'd never been taught how, only to stay away from the ice. She went in as deep as she dared. Had that been her? Had she caught some swimmer, who was just unlucky and caught up in her accident? This was the first time, apart from with her sisters, that anyone else had been included in one of her slip-ups. She had to save them from herself.

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Ariel
 Posted: Aug 22 2017, 05:55 AM
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I'm a mermaid. Name's Ariel

Ariel continued to paddle in the water as she felt a strange feeling coming over the water, and, things starting to get a lot more chilly then she was used to. Panic flew into her eyes for a moment, as she looked around trying to see if anyone was here. Hopefully to either get her out of here, or at least tell her what was going on. She looked up as she heard someone else's voice coming from the shore.

“Hello?” Ariel asked, trying to get the attention, and, also spot where exactly they were. The confusing part was she was a mermaid, she shouldn't have a problem when it comes to water, but, somehow she was stuck, and, not sure how exactly to move. And, this is what was scaring her about all of this. Ariel hadn't expected this when she had taken a swim, and, gone through one of the portals under the water.

She probably just needed to not panic.

Ariel started to move a little bit, as her tail finally decided to kick into action, and, allow her to move a little easier. Noticing the reaction from the girl now she felt bad, since she seemed to freeze as she was in the water now, in that dress. Noticing the girl's hand held out towards her, Ariel made the effort to swim, since she was probably a stronger swimmer then the girl, that much she could guarantee. And, she didn't need someone else drowning, because she was a mermaid who was stuck in a situation with water. “Hold on, I got us.” Ariel said, as she gripped onto the girl's hand, and, giving a soft smile as she held on tight. Ready to pull both of them to shore if needed. Or out of the water if it came to that.

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Ingrid
 Posted: Aug 29 2017, 01:20 PM
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Ingrid struggled to find her footing. "Oh - oh - " Her teeth chattered, her hands shaking as she waded through the water. Although the shore started off a slow dip into the sea the ground beneath the waves was becoming increasingly hard to navigate, her shoes slipping on the rocks hidden from view. She almost stumbled, saving herself just in time with a little gasp. Her sleeve trailed in the tides, water creeping up her arms and freezing her to the bone. Royal gowns were impractical at the best of times - but now? Now it was both tripping her up and was completely waterlogged.

She was already out too far, too far for someone who really didn't know how to swim. But it was that or letting this poor person get into trouble, and the princess wasn't going to risk that. "Hello?" The princess looked up, trying to see her - it was a girl, she realised. She was over there! "Hello!" She stumbled on, galvanised by the call but shivering more by every second as the water closed in. "Hello! Where are you?" The water was so disorientating - and so was the person she was helping. She had to be a really good swimmer to swim out so far, Ingrid thought with a stab of guilt. God, what had she done?

There seemed to be some sort of movement going on under the water. Was she struggling? Ingrid waded in a bit deeper - and the ground began to fall away. "Oh God, oh God - " She struggled, the water sloshing around her as she tried to keep afloat. Struggling only made it worse but she couldn't stop in her panic. This was the deepest water she'd ever been in - and it was so cold it took her breath away. "Hello!?" She looked around frantically for the girl, the water now easily up to the neckline of her dress. Her blonde hair trailed in the water behind her as she turned around - only for the girl to pop up beside her, holding her hand. She gasped. "Oh - " "Hold on, I got us." Ingrid smiled back weakly. "I can't - I can't swim. Please. Take me back."

When they got close to the shore she struggled up, getting out of the water as quickly as she could and kicking up spray with her heels. She collapsed to all fours on the rocky beach, breathing hard. "Thank you," she said, her teeth chattering almost too much to talk. She was shaking, wrapping her arms around herself. There were prints on the rocks where she'd dragged herself up with wet hands, where she'd crawled out to dry land and she stared down at them as she recovered her breath. In her line of sight was the gleaming of her freshly made ice in a perfect ring around the cove.

But then her head shot up. She'd forgotten - for the briefest of moments she hadn't remembered why she'd gotten into the water in the first place. "Are you alright?" she barked, her voice straining with urgency. "Are you hurt?" God, was she alright? Had she been hit by any of the ice? The princess hadn't even noticed there was anyone at the cove before now. Must've not noticed, she thought to herself. But then she instantly went to criticise herself. I almost got someone killed. She only had to hope this person wasn't hurt, whoever she was. She hadn't turned around to the girl yet - she was too shaky, and curling herself up in a ball - but she did so now, struggling to turn around in her matted dress.

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 Posted: Sep 7 2017, 06:09 PM
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Ariel just kept floating as she noticed the girl continued to fail to stay above the water. She let out a soft panic before she moved herself closer to the girl, since she still needed help from the sound of it. “I'm over here” Ariel said, raising up her hand in order to try and show the girl where she was. Ariel was normally able to swim due to being a mermaid, but, whatever this girl had done was making it harder to stay afloat, and, hard for someone, even like her, to swim.

Her tail continued to keep motioning underneath the water, as it just did the normal movements underneath the waves. Ariel noticed that the girl was desperately trying to come out and help her, but, she recognised her struggling, and, being unable to actually stay afloat, and, now she was feeling guilty about things as well. She swam underneath the ocean, and, soon popped up by the girl's side, gripping her hand inside of hers. Ariel then frantically began to swim both of them towards the shore, before she heard the girl's response about not being able to swim. “It'll be fine. I promise.”

Getting both of them back to the shore, Ariel let the girl go, and, allowed her to catch her breath. Ariel gave a soft smile in the girl's direction, as she made sure she was ok. “No problem.” Ariel said, as she caught her breath herself. She looked back for a moment, and, noticed that the water seemed to be slightly frozen. That wasn't something she had seen in a while.

Ariel looked at the girl as she soon focused her attention back to her, and, she gave a reassuring smile. “I'm fine.” Ariel said, as she moved herself closer to the shore, looking at the girl. “No, not that I can see.” Ariel could sense when she was hurt, but, she certainly didn't feel it. Ariel continued to look at the girl, and, she was worried that something had affected the girl, and, she had no idea why she was even in that position in the first place. Ariel pulled herself up, in an attempt to try and comfort the girl more closely.

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Ingrid
 Posted: Sep 12 2017, 01:28 PM
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Ingrid had never needed to swim before. In Arendelle you didn’t swim - there was ice even in summer, and everyone knew not to because it was so cold. There was the old mother's tale, warning their children away from the glitteringly enticing ocean and the pull of the sea. The temperature could take your breath away, and numbness will spread over you and turn you to stone, like a rock troll. Never go into the water - everyone knew that. As a child Ingrid had often thought of the rock trolls, and particularly the ones her parents knew and spoke to; she wondered if they had been like her once, only to freeze solid in the freezing waters of Arendelle's coast and the wide sea that separated them from other lands.

She wasn't thinking of the trolls now.

The water had been so cold it was disorientating, but what was almost even worse was being on the shore. She was shivering so much her teeth were knocking together, creating a staccato beat in her head like the rattling of old bones that she just couldn't stop. If it wasn’t for the other woman she wouldn’t have got out in time…the thought was horrifying and for a moment all she could do was just stare out towards dry land, trying to get the images of rising water out of her head. Ingrid's chest heaved with every grateful breath.

The woman was so strong, though - she could feel it as she'd been propelled through the water. That was the right word: propelled. It was like she'd had magic behind her, powering her through the water. Maybe she could've done that if she had better control over her ice magic, but this had been just a person like her. Someone that good at swimming! "I'm glad," she wheezed, looking at her now. She blinked. This girl was - was the same age as her. No - younger. Younger. But Ingrid hadn't had much contact with other people her age beyond her sisters, and she'd expected someone much older...and someone with legs.

Where she'd expected to see some sort of swim suit she saw only scales. Her eyes went wide. "You’re a mermaid," she said. She just stared at the scales she could see poking out of the water, at the dim form of a tail under the surface. She didn’t have utter disbelief, some part of her accepting what she saw without the need for denial. Why would she deny this, when she'd just done that? "That's how you could pull me through the water. That's why you..." Why you could manage my ice. Relief surged over her. She hadn't hurt someone after all. A mermaid would manage her accident better than anyone else, right? They could swim, even in freezing cold water.

But on the other hand...she was a mermaid. An actual mermaid. Ingrid was just staring for a moment, until she remembered that such things were unladylike and certainly not queenly. Her mother wouldn't approve, and that somehow made a world of difference - even now, in a situation where her mother certainly wasn’t around and certainly didn’t know what was going on. What did they say in her decorum classes - etiquette, and the proper nature of a queen? She tried to remember her education, the lessons that had dictated her life since before she could remember. But no formalities could help here. There was no code of practise, no - no way to go about this. And that left just her, and her instincts on what to do.

"I'm really sorry," she said, it all spilling out of her before she could check herself. She sat up, turning around properly. Her dress clung to her skin and she shivered, but she came closer to the water - not away. "Are you sure you're alright? I didn't mean to. Honest, I'd never - " She searched the girl's face, while a hint of desperation - of fragile fear - crossed her own, her words going unsaid. Straggly white-blonde hair clung to her face, falling around her like loose threads.

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