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qΜΆuΜΆeΜΆeΜΆnΜΆ elsa of arendelle ([personal profile] fractalize) wrote in [community profile] kismet_loop_logs 2014-10-02 03:34 am (UTC)

Haven police?

She wasn't home anymore. As he introduces himself, suddenly all the memories come flooding back. Elsa snaps up and forward, looking around frantically.

"I'm here? We're---back?" she calms, hand grazing her collarbone, looking for something; probably a necklace.

Noticing she's frozen part of Deckards arm, the panic resurfaces.

"Oh! Oh no, I'm so sorry, please. I'll get that." and with that the ice melts. Right off of him.

"I----I'll be fine. I know snow." she says, grimacing at the pun. "You're---are you both alright?"

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