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michael provost: blonde, blue eyes, sorta reminds me of hans in the face + elsa’s powers / persona

    ❛ i’m etta westergaard from the KNIGHTLY NEWS, auradon prep’s favorite news reporter, ❜ she knew her barging entry was something that she wasn’t necessarily supposed to do, but she found it the best way to get the attention from others, ❛ can you tell me your opinion on the recent loss from the tourney team and how you think it will effect our future matches? ❜

    ❛ i’m unsure if i’m supposed to be offended or disgusted? ❜ her face contorted at the object in front of them, cringing outwardly, ❛ what even is this thing? it’s weirder than a talking SNOWMAN. ❜

She had not meant to stand in the doorway long enough to be acknowledged…and T H R E A T E N E D by a mouthy snow machine on two legs. The occupant of this surprisingly featureless room should have closed the door upon entering. As most here who preferred being private with their personal matters would have done. But now, it was certainly too late for privacy.  “–What makes you believe that?” came her too soft-spoken query in response to the haughty redhead’s risible claim. Mal, of all people at this magic-forbidden school, would not report another who was against Auradon’s prejudiced regulations. Besides, she found the reveal of the other’s power amusing… until she spoke once more.                What’s the beauty in water turned solid that could easily melt with HEAT?                                   (– Did she not know as to who stood before her?) A roll of her eyes then a simper, she finally stepped into the room. Her facade still prevalent, despite the sincerity oozed onto every word that came from her mouth. “I’m no Jane. The girl can barely keep a secret without blurting it out to anyone who says hello to her.” The poor thing, no wonder she was being purposely kept in the dark on Audrey’s surprise birthday party. 

Etta knew exactly who she was speaking with at first glimpse of the purple hair. Mal was a bit of a public icon back in Arendelle, as were her friends due to their change of heart regarding good and evil. Something Etta’s mother, QUEEN ELSA, was opportune with. A smirk was evident as she dropped her invisible fallacy, crystalline eyes oozing with mischief. ❛ You’re Mal, nei ? The one who was presently at King Ben’s side? ❜ She remarked, cocking a brow. ❛ You’re quite the celebrity where I’m from, it’s hard not to recognize you. ❜

                                                      ❛ You underestimate me. ❜

     ❛    anytime   ,    ❜   he   rests   the   pen   atop   smooth   metal   before   allowing   the   clipboard   to   be   passed   back   ,   mocha   hues   softening   with   understanding   of   the   girl.   ❛    no   !   i’m   from   corona     —     we’re   all   pretty   progressive   over   there   ,   so   i   suppose   it   just   makes   sense   to   me.   helping   the   isle   ,   i   mean   …   i   never   really   agreed   with   it.    ❜   shoulders   fall   in   an   earnest   shrug   ,   and   the   prince   takes   a   moment   to   glance   around   the   courtyard.   ❛    i   think   that   a   lot   of   people   will   warm   up   to   it   eventually   ,   if   you   keep   trying.    ❜