re: a couple of threads

[bringsthefrost]

Yeaaaaaah I really don't like the look you get on your face when you use the word 'bicycle' in conjunction with my name.

And hey, don't look at me like that. You're the one who made yourself upset over that thread with Tooth. It's not my fault. At least not directly.

Whoa wait why are you reading it again?

[Sighs at his mun.]

I'll go get the Kleenex.

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[bringsthefrost]

[That's about the only downside but he tries not to think about it. crai.]

I think I could do something about that.

[myownhand]

[Uh oh, there's a dangerous grin]

And if y'see any boys tryin' t'impress me, feel free t'let loose.

[BECAUSE REALLY. NOPE.]

[bringsthefrost]

[That dangerous grin gets a mischievous smirk in return.]

I've got a couple of snowballs that I have a vague idea of where to send.

[myownhand]

[There's a little curtsy]

Thank y'kindly, Jack. [Just in case she doesn't manage to catch you before the entire castle is embroiled in a snowball fight]

[bringsthefrost]

[He gives her a salute.]

More than welcome, Merida. [Oh ho, he can't wait to get into that. Her brothers are fun :D]

[myownhand]

[Just don't let Elinor catch sight of you. You may be winter, but she's the queen, mmkay?]

Sooo, beyond bein' a bicycle and breakin' your mun's heart, what are you up to?

[bringsthefrost]

[It's not like adults can see him or anything outside of this place anyway.

He shrugs.]

Oh the usual that doesn't involve making it snow. Loitering around the headspace while she decides where she's going to send me, hanging out here and a couple of other places.

[myownhand]

Sounds pretty similar t'what I've been doin'. She's been tryin' t'decide if she should send me somewhere or not. Really, I'm just glad t'be out.

[bringsthefrost]

Same. Nothing bugs me more than being cooped up so it's nice to get out and stretch my legs.

1/2

[myownhand]

And at least we aren't getting married--

2/3 i lied.

[myownhand]

--NOT to EACH OTHER, just. In general.

3/4 crap. I lied again....

[myownhand]

I'm sure you would be a very nice husband, but I'm just not ready and--

OKAY I'M DONE.

[myownhand]

[FACEPALM.]

Och, nevermind. You know what I mean.

[Good. Don't dig that grave any deeper, Merida.]

ahahaha oh my god

[bringsthefrost]

[If he was drinking something he would've either choked on it or spat it back out. Instead his eyes grow wide and he waves his hands a little in slight panic.]

N-no. No, I get you. And believe me, I'm sure you'd...um...be a swell wife but...y'know, I've got winter duties and everything and I don't feel like getting attached to anyone anytime soon.

[It's not something he wants. Nosiree.]

=n= I am sorry for your inbox

[myownhand]

[Just, hands over her face. OH GOD THE SHAME...]

No, I understand. I understand completely. [UGHUGHUGH AWKWARD SEAS. Let's try to steer this boat out of it, mmkay?] So, uh. How'd you get th'whole "embodiment of winter" job anyway? Were you just born into it?

hush don't apologize

[bringsthefrost]

[Yes, yes. Getting off that topic is a good idea.]

You could say that. The Man in the Moon told me who I was. I went along with it. The rest is history.

i feel like i should just apologize for everything merida does :|

[myownhand]

...Man in th'Moon? -- There's a Man in th'Moon?

[Glancing upward even if she can't see the moon currently.]

noooooo

[bringsthefrost]

[He looks up with her and shrugs.]

Kinda? I mean I've never met him personally but he was the first Guardian and he protects the dreams of children around the world. He chooses who becomes a Guardian n' tells us when stuff's up.

yuuuuuuuuuuuup. you don't even know bro. you don't even know.

[myownhand]

[She tilts her head]

Well, I guess that makes as much sense as anythin' I've seen. I suppose somebody'd have t'pick who'd get t'run winter.

[...that was a very literal "seems legit. I'd buy it."]

I mean, we have wisps and people turnin' int'bears. I don't suppose I have any room t'deny much of anythin'.

/pats/ I'd say sorry about Jack but...I'm not

[bringsthefrost]

[He raises an eyebrow at that, but he follows what she means.]

Guess you can't argue with that logic. People turning into bears though? That's a new one.

well... he hasn't done anything terrible yet. Give him time though....

[myownhand]

[There's that sheepish look again]

Well, it was partially my fault. At least in one case. Let's just say you probably shouldn't try t'solve your problems through witches.

[You should have known that before, Merida.]

well nothing terrible HERE anyway...

[bringsthefrost]

[He gets the feeling it's the kind of story that would be best told near an open fire with a cup of hot chocolate.]

Proooooobably best not to, yeah. I'll keep that in mind if I ever come across any witches.

....why would you pique my interest like that. That just means we both will delve in to terrible....

[myownhand]

[Granted it's probably already been turned into a terrible song by her father...]

Especially not if they claim t'be wood carvers....

Ones who only carve bears.

because I'm mean like that :D

[bringsthefrost]

[Songs are also good, depending of course.]

Gotcha. Sounds like you had an adventure and a half.

:| THat sounds like an invitation to me.

[myownhand]

Yes, though... I don't doubt bein' winter has it's fair share of adventures.

Sounds like somethin' I'd like t'do.

[Said more wistfully than anything. She knows she has her duty, that eventually she'll have to settle down into a more domestic life as a queen. But for now she can wish and day dream.]