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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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 Posted: Jul 25 2017, 06:51 AM
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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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 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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 Posted: Aug 22 2017, 05:55 AM
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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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 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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 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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 Posted: Sep 28 2017, 03:47 PM
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Sitting by the edge of the shore, Ariel gave a soft smile as she heard the girl's reaction to the tail. “Yeah I am.” Ariel said, looking at her, before checking her tail real quick. She knew that it was mostly hidden, but, it was still visible enough to be visible to other people. At least she wasn't freaking out about it. “Yeah I guess that's all true. I can handle myself in the water don't worry.” Ariel knew that the whole ice ocean thing wouldn't have stopped her being able to handle it, but, it also wasn't the worst thing she had seen out there during her life in the ocean.

Ariel found herself just staring at the girl's human legs for a moment. While she knew it was weird, she was fascinated by this stuff, which she thought probably sounded insane as it is. But, she hadn't really been this close to humans before, and, she was excited by it. Her sisters and father always told her that she shouldn't be so intrigued by the human world, but, it was part of who she was. Ariel had always had a curiousity. The only person who had ever accepted it was her mother, in fact she had encouraged it. But, after her death, her father had become a lot more protective, and, definitely didn't like her wanting to see outside of Atlantica. But, she was still her own person, and, that was something her father didn't get to take away from her.

“Oh, don't be.” Ariel said, moving her hand in a forget about it gesture. Ariel noticed that the woman seemed to be freezing, and, it made her sigh sadly, and, she also knew she could help her fix that, to help her dry herself. “Yeah, I'm fine. When your father is god of the sea, I've had worse stuff happen to me then this.” Ariel gave a soft smile, before examining her a little bit more. The poor girl looked so cold, and, now she wanted to help her one last time.

“But, hold on...” Ariel bounced herself forward until she was closer to the other girl. “The last thing you probably need is to get sick.” Ariel sighed softly, before moving her hands into a sort of fist motion, steam drying the young woman.
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 Posted: Oct 8 2017, 08:55 AM
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The woman didn’t deny being a mermaid, though Ingrid wasn’t sure how you could deny a tail - even one hidden under the surface. Why would you even want to? It was beautiful! She was staring at it - not from any sort of horror but more a kind of fascination. She had met a mermaid. A real life mermaid! But as she tried to divert her gaze to make her interest less obvious she saw the woman was staring back at her too. No - her legs. "Oh…" For a moment she tensed and went to draw herself inward, only to see her own curiosity reflected back at her. She paused. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

It barely lasted a moment and then the mermaid was reassuring her she hadn’t done anything wrong. That she had pooled anxiety in the princess’ stomach. "I’m glad you aren’t hurt," she said sincerely. "But no, but I…" I did this. How could she explain that? She was reaching for the right words when the mermaid went on. If it were possible her eyes went even wider than before. "God of the sea?" As in the god of the sea? Poseidon? She opened her mouth to speak again, but then the mermaid said something of being sick? Sick? It was like she was some broken record - an echo, just repeating everything she was saying with the upmost incredulity. Not even that; she believed the mermaid, but it was all too new. Poseidon? A god’s daughter?

At first she flinched at the mermaid’s gesture, unsure what she meant. This stranger had to be powerful to be a god’s daughter, didn’t she? But she smiled in surprise as heat seemed to envelop her body like a hug. The magic washing over her felt different to her own - a nice kind of different, though. When it left her Ingrid stopped shivering, now comfortably warm like she’d just been in front of a fire. Her smile grew wider and she looked down at herself. Rather than seeing ice magic or literal ice she just felt nothing but warmth rushing through her veins, and dryness as the water was almost sucked out of her clothes. The princess ran a hand down her dress, before she looked back up to the mermaid with new eyes. "Thanks," she said. There was a bright spark in her eyes. "It’s - it’s good as new. That’s amazing."

How good would it be to have magic like that, and not magic like hers? To have magic that helped rather than hindered? Ingrid looked down again at her hands. All her magic did was cause people harm. She wasn’t even sure if she was immune to it at all - she hadn’t done enough experimenting to know, enough practise to find out how powerful her magic really was. She’d tried to repress it, as a girl - squash it into a mental box and pretend it didn’t exist. But every time she did that it was like trying to push something bouyant under water. As soon as she let go, as soon as she relaxed and tried to get on with other things - or as soon as she found herself scared, or in trouble, like that fateful day when her world had been turned upside down - it would push up again to the surface, making ripples and once again becoming a problem. What if her magic had been good, Ingrid thought? What if she’d been able to keep people warm or do something practical and not harmful?

As much as she wanted that, though, Ingrid had done her reading up in the library - about magic, and what it could and couldn’t do. Her magic was what it was. It could never be warmth magic or animal magic or nature magic. It was ice - cold and inhospitable and never useful, particularly not in the practically Arctic climes of Arendelle. It wasn’t helpful, it didn’t do anything that would make people’s lives easier - her own life easier, for that matter. Even if keeping people warm was all the mermaid did, it was still useful. All her magic did was hurt people, and kill people when she didn’t mean to, and…and cut off mermaids from where they were meant to be. She had to explain, Ingrid thought to herself. She owed this stranger that, otherwise she wasn’t going to know. She has magic, she told herself. She has to understand.

"I hope I didn’t hurt you," Ingrid managed again. Only before Ariel could answer back she spoke again, trying to fit in everything she wanted to say. Her words were hurried - breathless, even. "You - you don’t understand. You have magic too, like me. I did this." She tried to phrase it in her head, tried to find some way to explain. But everything that she thought of just sounded wrong. Ingrid hadn’t spoken to many strangers in her life, not with her magic. and the harm it could do. She isolated herself just because of things like this. Talking to new people felt stilted and strange, when she usually kept herself to her family. I’ll just have to show her. Worry rose in her chest, but she opened her palm anyway. "Look," she urged.

At her silent command blue-white magic appeared in her palm, shaping into a snakeflake hovering in mid air above her fingers. "It just went wrong," she explained, trying to sound calmer than she felt. A future queen didn’t act like that. And she wasn’t a girl anymore. She was a young woman, and she’d…she’d still try to do her family proud. "I didn’t mean to cut you off from the sea. I’m Ingrid," she added, to make amends. She collapsed the snowflake and offered a hand. "Princess of Arendelle. I didn’t know we had mermaids here. I’m so sorry. My father would give you a reward for saving me, but…" She pulled a face. "It would take a bit of explaining." ]

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 Posted: Oct 27 2017, 09:12 PM
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mermaid. Name's Ariel.
Ariel wasn't denying being a mermaid, then again why would she? It was who she was, that was pushed into her head at every possible second by her father and her sisters. But, she found herself staring at the girl's legs, not like creepy kind, just like fascinated kind of staring. Ariel didn't want to make it too obvious though, and, diverted her gaze every now and then. But, when she looked back, she noticed that the girl seemed to have noticed her staring. Ariel looked up, and, gave a soft and innocent smile as she looked in her direction. “Just, I haven't seen humans up close before. I just find it fascinating seeing legs up this close.”

She hoped that she was reassuring the girl properly with telling her that it was fine. “Yeah, I'm fine.” Ariel gave a soft smile in her direction. Ariel hoped to distract the poor girl from the thoughts that were obviously filling her head, and, she changed the subject to her family. Rather her father. “Well, one of them. Probably not the biggest god of the sea.”[/b] Ariel knew that that role belonged to Posideon, someone who she never met, but, kind of scared her with the idea of that man having the kind of temper that her father had. She also knew that it was the father of Ursula, the one who granted mermaids legs at high tide. But, she noticed that the poor girl was freezing, and, she could definitely help with that. It would've been hard to explain away a cold or anything.

Ariel noticed the girl flinch at what she was doing, but, she ignored it, and, just focused on helping dry her off. It wasn't a harmful magic, even if they did have the power to do that. She didn't want to harm this girl though, especially since she had just saved her life from that iced water. She lowered her hand once she noticed that the girl was dry again, it was a matter of needing to stop, otherwise she could cause damage, but, she just gave a smile as she placed her hands back next to her on the ground. “No problem.” Ariel said, before chuckling softly. “Consider it a thank you.”

The magic did come in handy at times, especially when she needed to stop her father or sisters following her when she was heading off somewhere. She just never got the chance to use it on someone who didn't have the same powers to strike back on her. It was fun having magic available to her though if she ever needed it. Living underneath the water, Ariel technically had access to the power everytime she needed since her power was over water. But, it kind of limited who she could use it on. Even if she didn't know parts of her abilities with it yet.

Ariel had wanted many times to ask her father and her sisters, but, after their mother died, his father kind of became closed off, and, the chance just never seemed to come up again. And it wasn't like they had books or any of this stuff written down, she more just had to figure it out as she went. Which was sometimes easier said then done. At least her magic had the ability to help people if she wanted it to. Although her magic couldn't exactly stop whatever that was that had just happened. Normally it could've though, but, being caught off guard had ruined all of that.

Listening to the girl, Ariel just tilted her head and listened as the girl tried to explain what had happened. “You have magic too?” Ariel asked, kind of curious now. She didn't think humans had any kind of magic, but, then again this was her first visit to the human part of the world. And, she just continued to listen, before moving herself forward a bit more, and, then raised her eyebrows when the girl told her to look, waiting for her to show her all of that.

Ariel tilted her head in response to what appears in the girl's hand, and, just looked open mouthed for a moment. “It's ok. It happens to everyone.” Ariel knew that it had happened with her and her magic occasionally, it went wrong, and, she made stuff a lot worse. She gave a soft smile at the girl's direction. “You didn't. I'm Ariel.” Ariel just looked at the girl, and, took the girl's hand “Princess of Atlantica. Well I guess you don't. Because I don't think I'm from this place.” Ariel then shook her head in response to the comment about being rewarded for it. “Don't worry about it. My father probably wouldn't like whatever I come back with anyway. And I kind of don't want to deal with that aftermath.”


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Ingrid stood waiting like a prisoner at the dock, nervous agitation coursing through her like bolts of electricity. The mermaid seemed interested to hear about her magic at first, but the princess was sure she wouldn’t - when she saw what it was, what it did. She felt distinctly sick. After all, it was her magic that had trapped her here, and she was sure the mermaid didn’t want to see it again. Who would? It was only a drive to prove that it was her, to prove that she had to say sorry, that made her summon the snowflake in the first place. As the magic slowly faded out she looked up, wondering whether the mermaid would take her hand. Surely she’d want nothing to do with Ingrid from now on - from the girl who could freeze what she basically depended on to live and didn’t have any control over her powers. She readied herself for the rejection that surely was to follow….

…Which didn’t come. She dumbly took the mermaid’s hand, and for a moment she thought they both looked rather surprised. Though probably for different reasons. She recoveredafter a moment, only to mirror her smile - bewilderedly, because this really, really wasn’t going the way she was expecting. Wasn’t she meant to just back flip the way she’d come and head back to where she’d come from, away from this kid who could do her damage? But she...she wasn’t running away.

Ingrid found herself realising she'd never expected to get so far. Suddenly all words just abandoned her and she hesitated for a moment, trying to gather her words. "Yeah," she managed. "Yeah, I…I do." I have magic. She wetted her lips, her mouth feeling uncomfortably dry. Admitting it felt…wrong. It felt like she was making a bad decision - was letting the secret out when she shouldn’t. All of the instincts she had built up about keeping herself safe, saying the right thing, keeping everything about herself hidden to the outside world unless someone were to figure it out - it was trying to stop her, muzzle her in case, in some fit of madness, she’d completely lost any sense of decorum or safety and just went for it when she shouldn’t. She’d had nightmares of it before - letting out her secret, waking up just before the realisation of what she’d done crushed her and accusing faces turned to look at her. Never did she think she’d…she’d actually do it. Ariel was safe, she had magic too - but that somehow didn’t help. It still felt wrong. The words still stung in her mouth, heavy and laden with consequence. She didn’t think she’d ever be able to say those words again - to anyone. It was just too dangerous.

But she didn’t mind, and for that Ingrid gave a sigh of relief. "I’m glad I didn’t hurt you. I don’t think it - it happens to everyone." She laughed a little. It felt - it felt nice to laugh. Not much made her, these days. But this was someone who understood! "I - I don’t think it happens to everyone." Unless she meant…Ingrid looked at her that bit more carefully. "Well," she said gingerly, "People like us, I suppose. Then it does." Like us. The collective. The community. That there even were these things were a little difficult to handle. Were there people like her? "You’re not surprised," she ventured, only to look down at her hands. "I don’t know. I was, when I first found out. I don’t think it’s common," she said, looking back up at Ariel. "Not among humans, anyway. I can’t really tell anyone." She smiled weakly, still with the rush of adrenalin in her veins. "Apart from you."

A lot of explaining. That was coded - specifically coded. To anyone else maybe that wouldn’t mean much - just like she said, some explaining about this mermaid who had turned up on the coast of Arendelle. No big deal. But to Ingrid? It meant much more. Explaining meant having to really explain - about her powers, about what she could do. How could she otherwise explain the ice wall, how it had just spontaneously arrived? It would cause a panic - a witch hunt, she was sure, which could only go back to her. The thought of someone doing a good deed and not getting a reward back for it troubled Ingrid, but she didn’t know what else to do. It wasn’t like she could just explain and her father would be fine with it. It would open up a whole other discussion…but she winced, inwardly, from her cowardice.

And she would’ve left it there, but for Ariel’s mention of her father. She leant forward, frowning. Surely she’d misheard. "He wouldn’t like anything?" Ingrid blinked. She seemed so sure about it too - like she knew he’d definitely not like it. And she didn’t even know what it was yet! She said hurriedly, hasty to mend whatever slight had been given, "Oh - we’d give him - and you - a, a good present." A good present. This wasn’t a shining example of how diplomacy should go, but a flicker of confusion was flitting across her face. What did she mean? That wasn’t what people said to each other in the courts, in polite society. To say her father wouldn’t want a gift? Who was this man? She remembered what Ariel had said earlier. Maybe it was that that had meant her father wouldn’t want a gift? Her confusion over who was who under the sea?

"You said he was one of them. I probably should’ve guessed there were more." A faint tinge of embarrassment came across her then. She was a princess; she was meant to know more about this. She was sure it was common knowledge, but as a future ruler she had to know who was currently doing the ruling more than most. But she didn’t get out much, and…well, she had to rely on the resources she could find. Probably not Poseidon, she thought. Maybe - maybe someone else. She reminded herself to go look at it later, to try to brush up on that. That was what her mother would want her to do. It took her a moment to realise her mother wasn’t there.

But perhaps it was the other girl’s words that spurred her on. "But I don’t understand. We have things to give, and it’s only fair. You did save me. That - that I could do." She smiled. "Beyond showing you my legs, I mean. But I wouldn’t mention my magic. It’s all I’d have to say." Why wouldn’t anyone accept a diplomatic present of thanks? It went against all of her diplomatic lessons. And…’aftermath’? That didn’t sound good at all. Wariness of this other country, this strange Atlantica, came into her mind. The last thing she wanted to do was start a war or something.

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