[So the sleepover last night was great! Honestly. The "afterparties" in the wake of each trial these past few weeks have helped fight off the spiraling despair, but this? This was just... fun. It was nice to be able to forget things for a while, and to really bond more with everyone. Even as the party dragged on into the late hours of the night, Elsa stayed up with everyone.
When she wakes up the next morning, she's still in Broadhurst dorm, snuggled up in a nest of blankets and pillows... and not alone. Drowsy and still mostly asleep, Elsa mumbles incoherently and moves closer to the person she'd fallen asleep leaning against - Cassandra.]
Mmmmnnn... is it morning already...?
[... Well. That was certainly a way to wake up. After all of that is over with, Elsa heads to the vending machine. Honestly, she's had a lot more fun watching others approach this thing; she's never been a very materialistic person, so she really has no fierce desire to find something from home come through. Still... she's curious, so she'll feed a few coins in...
And then immediately jump back as something clearly on fire shoots out of the machine past her.]
Whoa-!
[She's about to run off to find some water - her magic too weak to put out even a small fire like that - when she notices something... familiar about the flames. That purple-pink glow, the way the spark darts this way and that... it's almost like...]
Hey, h-hold on, little guy! It's me!
[The little fireball stops in its tracks at the sound of Elsa's voice, and as the flames settle into a stationary burn, anyone watching will see that it's not some sort of living fireball... but what seems to be a blue-skinned salamander. The little lizard lets out a confused squeak, head twitching this way and that, before it pads over to Elsa. The queen kneels down down, holding her hand out low and smiling as the strange creature sniffs her fingers.]
You've been trapped here too, huh? I'm sorry, that must have been pretty scary...
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When she wakes up the next morning, she's still in Broadhurst dorm, snuggled up in a nest of blankets and pillows... and not alone. Drowsy and still mostly asleep, Elsa mumbles incoherently and moves closer to the person she'd fallen asleep leaning against - Cassandra.]
Mmmmnnn... is it morning already...?
[... Well. That was certainly a way to wake up. After all of that is over with, Elsa heads to the vending machine. Honestly, she's had a lot more fun watching others approach this thing; she's never been a very materialistic person, so she really has no fierce desire to find something from home come through. Still... she's curious, so she'll feed a few coins in...
And then immediately jump back as something clearly on fire shoots out of the machine past her.]
Whoa-!
[She's about to run off to find some water - her magic too weak to put out even a small fire like that - when she notices something... familiar about the flames. That purple-pink glow, the way the spark darts this way and that... it's almost like...]
Hey, h-hold on, little guy! It's me!
[The little fireball stops in its tracks at the sound of Elsa's voice, and as the flames settle into a stationary burn, anyone watching will see that it's not some sort of living fireball... but what seems to be a blue-skinned salamander. The little lizard lets out a confused squeak, head twitching this way and that, before it pads over to Elsa. The queen kneels down down, holding her hand out low and smiling as the strange creature sniffs her fingers.]
You've been trapped here too, huh? I'm sorry, that must have been pretty scary...