MINGLE AHOY

[these_balls]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: May 29 - 31
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
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[myownplace]

[Hans scoffs, a biting sound in the back of his throat.]

I'll be sure to get right on that, then.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa actually has to fight back a laugh at that. She's trying to be the bigger person, but... hey, everyone's allowed a slip-up once in a while.]

Good luck.

[myownplace]

...I'm not here to cause trouble, you know.

[He says after some time, his expression shifting just a bit.]

I don't like this any more than you do, but if you stay out of my way, I'll stay out of yours.

[defyingfrigidity]

[She doesn't believe him. Not one bit. Why should she, after the things he's done?]

It's as I said, I won't attempt to drag your name through the mud. [She looks down at Fenrir, who has since stopped growling, but is following Hans's every little movement, the thick fur on his neck raised in clear agitation.] And I'll keep my companions in check.

[She takes a single step towards him, and it's only then that the slight crackle of frost can be heard beneath her shoe.]

But if I see you trying to deceive or manipulate any of the people I've come to care for here, I will not be so lenient.

[myownplace]

[He feels his stomach clench a bit when she steps closer, his Ponyta edging closer to him at the same time.]

I do not know what you expect me to do. I'm not going to lie.

[Hans' expression darkens a bit as he continues.]

But I'm not going to be terribly open about my past, either.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa's face, too, darkens as he says that.]

Believe me, this place has ways of bringing out things you don't want other people to see.

[myownplace]

Does it now?

[He murmurs, glancing away for just a moment.]

Well. It isn't as if I have much to return home to, do I? It will be preferable either way.

[defyingfrigidity]

It does. No matter how fiercely you guard a secret or a memory.

[... If he's trying to play the sympathy card here, it's not going to work. Maybe if he hadn't left her sister to die a slow and painful death all alone that might have tugged on her heart a bit. But no.

Elsa tries to be kind, but there are limits, even to that.]

And I'm sure you know who's to blame for that.

[myownplace]

[He didn't need her sympathy. He didn't want it, because to that he sneers.]

Of course. And if you think I regret anything that happened, I don't.

[defyingfrigidity]

I had no doubts whatsoever.

[Anyone who regrets their actions at all wouldn't have gone as far as he did, so. There weren't any questions there.]

Such words would normally anger me, but as any and all damage you did has been reversed and dealt with in the few weeks between my coronation and when I arrived here... well. Reacting in such a way would be pointless.

[It's... a bit of a bluff. There's still a lot of psychological and emotional damage left by his actions, and that's not going to go away anytime soon... but like hell is she going to mention that.

Besides, every time she thinks on that she can just recall the memory of Anna punching him in the face. That definitely helps fight off any bitterness that begins to creep up on her.]

[myownplace]

It would be.

[That's the only thing he can agree with her on, really.]

Maybe I'll end up leaving this place soon. Then we'll both be lucky in that regard.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa flinches just barely noticeably at that, but... she knows his words would hurt a lot more if she didn't have Anna here. She was terribly homesick, yes, but she knew everything would be all right as long as she and Anna were together.]

You truly think returning to a life destined for imprisonment is lucky compared to the life offered here?

[myownplace]

I wouldn't know. You see, I'm not the one who has apparently lived the life offered here.

[He answers, a bit of an edge to his words.]

This isn't Arendelle, you said so yourself. Even if you can't return by your own volition, you can't tell me that being here would be better than being in your homeland.

...no matter the circumstance.

[defyingfrigidity]

I'm making the best of what was an unfortunate situation to begin with. Can you really fault me for doing that instead of simply sulking about and waiting for something to happen?

[She was passive long enough at home. She wasn't going to keep doing that.]

Of course being here isn't better. I may enjoy myself here, but my home is still my home, and I would freely admit that I miss it.

[myownplace]

[Hans opens his mouth to argue, but the moment he does he feels a nudge at one of his gloved hands as his Ponyta puts her nose into it, sniffing. She very much dislikes the feeling of animosity between these two that only seems to be getting worse by the passing second.

He eventually sighs, moving his hand to sortof stroke over the top of the Ponyta's head, careful to avoid the flames even though he knows they won't hurt him.]

I would ask if you and I are the only two here from back home, but I don't think you'll tell me.

[defyingfrigidity]

[... She can't really walk out of that one, can she? She could lie, but would he really believe her? She could tell the truth, and refuse to explain further, but she's sure he would assume that the other one here with them was Anna. Who knows what might happen then? Unless Anna approaches him first, there's no way in hell or any of the godly realms that she'll let him anywhere near her sister.

She could also be dodgy, but that would probably tip him off as well. Either way, she's sort of at a disadvantage here. She might as well just make things difficult for him.

She sighs heavily, crossing her arms.]

I'm sorry, but I don't feel obligated to tell you that.

[myownplace]

[He seems unsurprising by the answer, his gaze wandering as he fights the urge to roll his eyes.]

I figured as much.

[That's fine. If he's obligated to stay much longer, he'll figure it out for himself soon enough.]

Be that as it may, I did mean what I said. Even if you truly are the only other person from Arendelle here, I don't intend to keep up much of a rapport with any of you.

[That ship sortof ends up sailing when you try to murder people.]

[defyingfrigidity]

And I mean what I said as well. I have no intention of believing you'll keep your word.

[Call her paranoid, but hey. After all he did, why should she believe him?]

[myownplace]

[Surprisingly, Hans just smiles, but it's far from easygoing.]

I would be surprised if you did, your Highness.

[defyingfrigidity]

[She, in return, frowns. She doesn't like that smile...]

What?

[myownplace]

[He lifts a hand dismissively, shaking his head.]

It's nothing. Assuming any sort of belief of my motives- or lack therof- on your part at this point would be a fool's errand, so I won't.

I also won't require you to entertain my company any longer, unless there was something else you wanted to say to me.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Haha, oh boy....]

I could say a lot of things to you, but frankly, it's not worth the stress and frustration. So if you wish to go now, then go.

[myownplace]

Fine.

[So he'll turn to leave, then, though he really doesn't even know where he's going. To a town or something, if he can manage it, but this place seems to have other plans.

If he does end up staying here a while, he just hopes that maybe nobody else here recognizes him. He's not sure if he wants to have to deal with it.]

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa watches him go for a moment, making sure he really is leaving before she actually turns her back to him. Satisfied, she turns and leaves as well.

Too bad Fenrir isn't too content to let things go like this. This man made his master upset, made her angry and generally unhappy. He's as loyal as any good dog is, and because of that, he can't let Hans get away without at least a little retribution.

... Okay so it's not like he blasts a full-on jet of flame at the guy. Fenrir isn't that cruel of a Pokemon. But he does shoot a few tiny little embers at him. Just enough to set the seat of his pants alight.]

[myownplace]

[It actually takes Hans a second or two to notice that something's not quite right, particularly the fact that he's feeling heat where he shouldn't. He smells smoke just a second before his Ponyta rears up with alarm, causing him to look around and let out a cry of surprise.

He turns around sharply, coattails lucky to have not caught on fire as well as he tries to beat out the flame while his Ponyta steps anxiously in place. SHE IS TOO MADE OF FIRE TO HELP OUT WITH THIS.]