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 Log:
Okay, so bumping into your ex in the last place you would expect to find them isn't always the worst thing in the world. Usually an encounter like that begins and ends with some awkward conversation, probably involves some kind of mutual avoidance and a strong desire to get out of there as soon as possible. A world like this that just kind of takes people randomly, yeah, this sort of thing shouldn't really be impossible, so that alone is no reason for poor Anna to look like she's seen a ghost for all of five seconds. This is a bad dream, it's gotta be...
Unfortunately, Prince Hans of the Southern Isles is no ordinary ex, and Anna has no choice but to stand utterly flabbergasted for a moment because gosh, she would recognize those sideburns and those chiseled features anywhere and this is literally the absolute last thing she wanted to see. There must be at least a hundred emotions happening all at once within her just by seeing his face, but it's pretty safe to say the only thing keeping her from wanting to take a swing at him is her complete and utter shock at seeing him here.
So, um, have fun with that, buddy.]
Oh my gosh, this can't be happening, no no no no...
[Anna's exclamation is so piercing that it causes both Hans and his Ponyta to jump a little, the latter moreso as she lets out a short squeak of surprise and skitters quickly behind the Prince.
As for Hans? Well. After his encounter with Elsa, he can only stare in disbelief for a long moment. So, Elsa had been dodging the question of who else was here for a reason, that reason being the fact that her sister was here with her. Of course she would do whatever she could to make sure he didn't know about her presence...not that it worked for very long.
Eventually he finds his voice, not actually approaching but instead accosting her from the distance with a tone that certainly betrays that he's not at all thrilled to see her, either.]
[That poor baby should probably be rescued or something but that's pretty beside the point, because hearing her name out of his lips just makes her all the more nervous; her heart is literally sinking as she just stands there, debating whether or not she should even close the distance between the two of them. This was Hans, so there was no telling just what would happen, but just walking away and pretending they didn't just make eye contact was an impossibility.
This was the Pokemon world, after all. When your eyes lock with another trainer, you have to approach and get ready for a battle.
Unfortunately, judging from the way Anna steels herself as she approaches, her fists clenched tightly as can be, this wasn't going to be a Pokemon battle as much what will turn into a one-sided full-on slug to the face, letting her knuckles on the bridge of his nose take care of any awkward formalities. No need to stand on ceremony or act under any false pretenses with the scumbag, they've both had enough of that. Once bitten, twice shy and all that. At the very least, he'll have some time to react before the fist collides with his face.]
[Hans can pretty much tell what's coming as Anna approaches him like that, and in any other situation he might have actually had the forethought to duck out of the way of her fist. But that's a lot easier said than done when you have a small, flaming horse right next to you in catching-your-clothes-on-fire range absolutely losing her shit because she can also tell what's coming. It makes it significantly harder for Hans to react either way.
In other words, her knuckles end up finding his nose without too much trouble, causing his head to snap sharply to the side. The Ponyta, bless her heart, comes around Hans' other side as he lifts his hand to cup his face, giving a sharp little whinny in Anna's direction. She doesn't actually approach her at all, instead content to scream at her from a distance.
Hans groans behind his gloved hand, and the heat beneath his fingers is enough to tell him that his nose is probably bleeding. Not broken at least, but he's going to have a very nasty bruise for his troubles. He glares at Anna, hissing without lowering his hand just yet.]
[Anna could care less about the horse right now, not even bothering to acknowledge the brave little Ponyta as it wee-snaws at her. She shakes her hand around a bit, trying to draw less attention to the fact that her entire upper body is trembling as she gives him a stern glare in return.]
Had to get it out of my system. I was feeling just fine until I saw you of all people.
[Someone's playing some kind of cruel, sick joke on her for now, but at least she can try and minimize the damage.]
[He straightens up slightly, finally lowering his hand from his face to examine his glove. Yep, there's a smear of blood there, and it prompts him to bring his hand back up to wipe his nose with the edge of it. It's definitely less than graceful but he really doesn't care at the moment, and it shows in his expression as he narrows his gaze at her.]
Yes. Though she neglected to warn me that you would be coming at me with your fists flying.
She probably figured it'd be better to keep it a surprise...
[She says that, but even so, that seems like a mess of a conversation in and of itself...the thought of him saying something that would hurt her sister again makes her dig her fingernails into her palms again, but she restrains herself from going in for a second punch.]
And how long have you been here for? You're all the way out here in Olivine, so it has to have at least been a couple of weeks.
[Then again, things are pretty darn wonky this weekend, between Elsa getting her powers back and everything being out of sorts.]
[He replies incredulously. He doesn't even know where Olivine is, exactly, much less be aware that that's actually where he is at the moment. His travels have been fairly aimless thus far, and he doesn't have a Gear or anything with a map...]
Well, either you're an incredibly fast traveler, or something's going on here, because it's been a whole year since I've got to this place and I only just reached this city...
[There's not exactly much she can do; there's not much of a way she can send him back home or anything, as great as that would be. The most she can probably do is..]
But if you wanna go back to the Southern Isles, all you have to do is catch that ferry over there, I think.
[She feels a bit bad that she's gonna be forcing this guy on the poor people of Kanto, but it's better than him staying here.]
[Her words cause him to pause, leaning back slightly with his hand lowering from his face again once he's sure that his nose isn't just bleeding everywhere.
For a second, he allows a sarcastic sort of smile to spread onto his features.]
...Really? Because if I recall correctly, your sister explicitly told me that there is no way to leave this place.
[Then, it all but disappears, his expression turning cold.]
Look. I just arrived, and I'm well aware that you and your sister have been here for some time, but I'm not at all interested in entertaining formalities with either of you.
[Tl;dr, you can hate him as much as you'd like and he'll just yolo somewhere else, so long as he doesn't have more people aiming to punch his face.]
There's likely nothing for me here, anyway.
[It's...likely preferable to home, but he won't say that to her.]
That's good. I really don't want to talk to you for any longer than I have to, myself. But trust me, the last thing you want me finding out is that Elsa or one of my friends just so happened to cross paths with a lying dirtbag of a prince and something happened, you know? You may not be doing your nice guy act now, because we don't fall for it anymore, but I'm sure you're thinking other people will. But I really don't wanna have to find out that you messed with someone you shouldn't have, because it probably wouldn't end up going well.
So you can just kinda mosey along to wherever with your cute little horse and not worry about your twelve big brothers for a while and hopefully we won't have any problems. Elsa has lots of friends here, so if you say even one bad word about her, my Gyarados will eat you.
[You know, that could almost have been taken for a legitimate threat up until she mentioned something about a Gyarados eating him. He doesn't even...know what that is...]
Don't worry, I plan to. I'm honestly surprised that your sister hasn't already dragged my name through the mud...but I wasn't expecting much better from you.
Well, you kind of pretended to be in love with me and asked to marry me so you could take over my kingdom and kill my sister. And then left me locked in a room to freeze to death while you tried to attack her with a sword.
If it makes you feel any better, even I think that you would be a fool to want to trust me now. But if you and your sister stay out of my way, I'll stay out of yours.
[BUT...if you two make a point of making it near impossible for him to live here, then things might get ugly.]
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Okay, so bumping into your ex in the last place you would expect to find them isn't always the worst thing in the world. Usually an encounter like that begins and ends with some awkward conversation, probably involves some kind of mutual avoidance and a strong desire to get out of there as soon as possible. A world like this that just kind of takes people randomly, yeah, this sort of thing shouldn't really be impossible, so that alone is no reason for poor Anna to look like she's seen a ghost for all of five seconds. This is a bad dream, it's gotta be...
Unfortunately, Prince Hans of the Southern Isles is no ordinary ex, and Anna has no choice but to stand utterly flabbergasted for a moment because gosh, she would recognize those sideburns and those chiseled features anywhere and this is literally the absolute last thing she wanted to see. There must be at least a hundred emotions happening all at once within her just by seeing his face, but it's pretty safe to say the only thing keeping her from wanting to take a swing at him is her complete and utter shock at seeing him here.
So, um, have fun with that, buddy.]
Oh my gosh, this can't be happening, no no no no...
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As for Hans? Well. After his encounter with Elsa, he can only stare in disbelief for a long moment. So, Elsa had been dodging the question of who else was here for a reason, that reason being the fact that her sister was here with her. Of course she would do whatever she could to make sure he didn't know about her presence...not that it worked for very long.
Eventually he finds his voice, not actually approaching but instead accosting her from the distance with a tone that certainly betrays that he's not at all thrilled to see her, either.]
Anna?
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This was the Pokemon world, after all. When your eyes lock with another trainer, you have to approach and get ready for a battle.
Unfortunately, judging from the way Anna steels herself as she approaches, her fists clenched tightly as can be, this wasn't going to be a Pokemon battle as much what will turn into a one-sided full-on slug to the face, letting her knuckles on the bridge of his nose take care of any awkward formalities. No need to stand on ceremony or act under any false pretenses with the scumbag, they've both had enough of that. Once bitten, twice shy and all that. At the very least, he'll have some time to react before the fist collides with his face.]
Hi.
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In other words, her knuckles end up finding his nose without too much trouble, causing his head to snap sharply to the side. The Ponyta, bless her heart, comes around Hans' other side as he lifts his hand to cup his face, giving a sharp little whinny in Anna's direction. She doesn't actually approach her at all, instead content to scream at her from a distance.
Hans groans behind his gloved hand, and the heat beneath his fingers is enough to tell him that his nose is probably bleeding. Not broken at least, but he's going to have a very nasty bruise for his troubles. He glares at Anna, hissing without lowering his hand just yet.]
Feel better?
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Had to get it out of my system. I was feeling just fine until I saw you of all people.
[Someone's playing some kind of cruel, sick joke on her for now, but at least she can try and minimize the damage.]
Does my sister know you're here?
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Yes. Though she neglected to warn me that you would be coming at me with your fists flying.
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[She says that, but even so, that seems like a mess of a conversation in and of itself...the thought of him saying something that would hurt her sister again makes her dig her fingernails into her palms again, but she restrains herself from going in for a second punch.]
And how long have you been here for? You're all the way out here in Olivine, so it has to have at least been a couple of weeks.
[Then again, things are pretty darn wonky this weekend, between Elsa getting her powers back and everything being out of sorts.]
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[He replies incredulously. He doesn't even know where Olivine is, exactly, much less be aware that that's actually where he is at the moment. His travels have been fairly aimless thus far, and he doesn't have a Gear or anything with a map...]
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[There's not exactly much she can do; there's not much of a way she can send him back home or anything, as great as that would be. The most she can probably do is..]
But if you wanna go back to the Southern Isles, all you have to do is catch that ferry over there, I think.
[She feels a bit bad that she's gonna be forcing this guy on the poor people of Kanto, but it's better than him staying here.]
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For a second, he allows a sarcastic sort of smile to spread onto his features.]
...Really? Because if I recall correctly, your sister explicitly told me that there is no way to leave this place.
[Then, it all but disappears, his expression turning cold.]
That, or one of you is lying to me.
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[Looks like that might be as close to an outright admission as Hans'll get.]
I mean, everything's weirder than normal lately, so I don't know what things are gonna be like today, but...
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Look. I just arrived, and I'm well aware that you and your sister have been here for some time, but I'm not at all interested in entertaining formalities with either of you.
[Tl;dr, you can hate him as much as you'd like and he'll just yolo somewhere else, so long as he doesn't have more people aiming to punch his face.]
There's likely nothing for me here, anyway.
[It's...likely preferable to home, but he won't say that to her.]
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That's good. I really don't want to talk to you for any longer than I have to, myself. But trust me, the last thing you want me finding out is that Elsa or one of my friends just so happened to cross paths with a lying dirtbag of a prince and something happened, you know? You may not be doing your nice guy act now, because we don't fall for it anymore, but I'm sure you're thinking other people will. But I really don't wanna have to find out that you messed with someone you shouldn't have, because it probably wouldn't end up going well.
So you can just kinda mosey along to wherever with your cute little horse and not worry about your twelve big brothers for a while and hopefully we won't have any problems. Elsa has lots of friends here, so if you say even one bad word about her, my Gyarados will eat you.
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Don't worry, I plan to. I'm honestly surprised that your sister hasn't already dragged my name through the mud...but I wasn't expecting much better from you.
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Well, you kind of pretended to be in love with me and asked to marry me so you could take over my kingdom and kill my sister. And then left me locked in a room to freeze to death while you tried to attack her with a sword.
That kind of leaves an impression on a girl.
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If it makes you feel any better, even I think that you would be a fool to want to trust me now. But if you and your sister stay out of my way, I'll stay out of yours.
[BUT...if you two make a point of making it near impossible for him to live here, then things might get ugly.]