#frost-master

Send me a "OH MY!" for your muse to accidentally walk in on my muse naked. (accepting)

       Elana had just managed to peel herself out of her soiled dress, annoyed by the fact that the fabric was now stained with some kind of wine. Of course it was partially due to her clumsiness, and that waiter who really just came out of nowhere. Sighing she just allows the dress to drop to her ankles when she hears the door behind her open. Spinning in fear she shrieks and tries to cover herself as best as she can.

    “DON’T YOU KNOCK!?” granted.. This is a coat closet she’s standing in, which gives her the chance to grab a random coat to attempt to pull around herself. But she can only tug a small portion of it over herself to cover the necessary bits. The coat wobbles on the hanger and she regrets she can’t hide the red tint flooding her cheeks.

He collapsed against the familiar door, letting out a groan as he hunched down as if in pain, to cover up the gun in his hand. “Len.” He called through the door. “Len, I need your help, please.”

They usually had a system, often letting each other walk in and out of their homes and small bases so long as they knew the other was going to be there. Still, even after texting Len that she would be going over to one of his usual safehouses, she had stood outside the door longer than usual, before choosing to knock. She hated feeling like she had to keep her distance from him, but she had no idea how he would react after everything that had happened. She barely even knew how she was going to react.

The coffee shop looked exactly the same as the Jitters they knew from reality. He supposed it made sense that that much hadn’t changed any. “I’m... freaking out. I mean, I know... I know I said I wanted to see what this is like but it’s just... weird.”

You’ve been brought here because it’s time for you to learn a lesson. You no longer appreciate life or yourself and it’s thrown your world out of balance. You’ve thought the world would be a better place with out you too many times. I am here to restore the balance. I am granted you an opportunity that few get; a glance to the other side. What if you were never born?

Once you leave my circle you will enter into a new reality. One where you were never born. Those effected by my spell will never have met you. They will not even know their reality has been altered, they are living their new reality. You are the only people who know how the world has changed. I will return in one week for your decision, do you continue in this new reality or have you found your balance and understand how you are needed in your world, the way all people are needed.

Leonard is… he was supposed to be just a distraction. Something to amuse and distract from the noise of the city. Instead he’s become, well… a friend. It’s been a while since I had one of those. Not since Gotham, the less said of that the better.

He agreed that things wouldn’t get complicated after we slept together, and I’ve been enjoying his company. Really. Just his company. Just him… being there. That terrifies me, just how normal it feels to have his presence there when it should set me on edge. He’s human but… different. A criminal - then again so am I - but… kind. Gentle. He doesn’t look at me when I start talking about my projects or plants or the state of the world like I’m boring him or he thinks I’m crazy. When he thinks I’m not looking, sometimes I swear he looks…