#12thqueen

Konoka gave a little squeak, as she bumped into someone. It was always a bit, well, nerve-wracking when something like that happened- And even more so, in this entirely new and foreign environment. ...It was times like this that she wished Secchan was here. She would have stopped Konoka from bumping into the taller and rather pretty girl, without a doubt. ...She’d just need to handle this herself, then, huh?

“Hm, this really does almost feel like it was ripped from the pages of a fairy tale; The organizers and host certainly outdid themselves didn’t they?” Ozpin comments, drawing up beside someone else taking in the enchanting and mystical atmosphere.

It was a fact that dresses with long, flowing skirts had to be twirled in. To not do so would be sacrilege.

So, upon having found a rather secluded area away from most of the crowds, Merrill began to skip and spin. It was great fun, really- she’d never had the chance to wear such dresses before, and the feelings as the fabric whooshed around her were quite exciting.

Until she tripped on a loose rock and went flying backwards, careening into someone else.

She sighed; the Guardian dressed to impress, and even put on make up to compliment, which was a rarity. But when she saw the sheer size of the event, she had to step out for a bit to breathe in a bit of fresh air before she could go back inside.

She glanced sideways at the girl near her, a small grin on her seemingly young face. "Some dance, right...?"

@12thqueen​

He could see it, and it irritated him. She was a human, yet magic energies coursed through her veins, an energy which no human should have possessed -- no matter how many times he saw it, it never failed to fill the man in black with a pure and inherent disgust.

“...Do you feel no shame? Abusing power which isn’t rightfully yours, holding it within yourself...”

Sephiroth spoke in a cold voice, approaching with a slow, steady gait, not even bobbing his head as he walked. A terrifying approach by a being that was more ghost than man.

They yelped as they hit something soft. Not snow soft, but still rather soft. They bounced off of the soft thing, into the snow. They allowed themselves to lay on their back, making a series of unhappy noises. However, they noticed, soon after, that the shape was not snow white, or even Papyrus shaped, but rather, shaped like another human.

“Oh… Oops?”

Elsa tensed as the doors creaked open, almost expecting a wave of soldiers to come trampling in, cracking the ice under their boots as they raised their arms to her. Instead, it was a familiar figure who stood there, confirming that her stay in the city was no dream at all. “Is that you...Queen?” 

She remembered everything Queen had shared with her, about her family and about controlling her powers. One glance at the twisted form her castle walls had taken was enough for Elsa to feel that she had let her down. “I couldn’t do it. I’m sorry...I’ve only made a mess of things.”

Hands crossed behind her back, the android gave a low chuckle at the panicked citizens as she strode slowly, one foot in front of the other. A flash of white spread across her eyes before returning to normal as she passed by a crumbling shop.

“How petty; little humans trying their utter best to keep their beloved homes intact.” She voiced, tone dripping with sarcasm.