[ it isn't that elsa forgets what kind of world bellamy comes from, though she feels she knows little about it. she can only assume this is preparation for a return, and it gives her pause. she doesn't respond for a few minutes. ]
Is it difficult? I scarcely know swordsplay and I have only seen Anna throw punches.
[ is it difficult? when he'd been on the ark as a guard, he hadn't really learned much. the ark was an enclosed space where most people didn't know these skills. they'd never have to fight each other physically. some knew how to throw a good punch, others a sharp kick. most of it, he thinks, had been instinct. there hadn't been a place for them to learn hand to hand, not like this. the guard was more into the guns and keeping the order of the ark. being on the ground, he's begun to learn that an enclosed space had it's enemies that are incredibly different to those found on earth. ]
I guess it is. It's easier to use a gun or a knife, but when it's hand to hand, you have to be careful. Throw someone wrong, punch someone the wrong way — you can hurt yourself as well as the other person. It's vulnerable, but it's the way the Grounders fight. Sometimes you're going to be without a weapon to use as a prop. It's good to know how to use yourself.
I'm sure it would be more dangerous if there was magic in it.
[ the mountain men wouldn't have needed to use the reapers to capture the grounders for harvest. if they had magic, bellamy has a feeling they would've had more chance of quicker success at being able to walk outside. he's certain that if they had magic, any sort of it, he never would've been able to live and trawl around the corridors in disguise for as long as he did. ]
[ sometimes he wishes his world had been blessed with such a quick fix to many of the problems his people struggle to think up strategies for. most of the time, though, he's glad that there isn't such a quick fix. seems like magic's often more trouble than it's worth. ]
I'm pretty sure it's the same in any magic-world. You use someone's weakness against them. I didn't have a gun once and I almost died. It's not going to happen again.
[ she isn't so naive to say that she wishes for him to always be safe and to never find himself in such a position ever again. it is never that easy, even if their agreements do come true when they return to their respective homes. ]
You once suggested I learn how to use a gun, when I mentioned that game to you before.
What are you going to do if someone's able to strip you of your one weapon? I don't know if it's likely to happen in Arendelle since ice powers aren't guns and knives, but what if someone has the ability to do that? What if someone has the ability to come here and disrupt everything and do that to you? This city will probably always be safe, but if they can give you the choice to donate a memory, why can't they take powers, too?
[ she almost tells him that anna will rush to her side, and kristoff, and -
but they have been separated before, and while she is confident in all she can do now, it could not hurt, especially for a strange and complicated queen. ]
Would you give me suggestions as to how I can better protect myself?
[ bellamy almost begins to type out why the sudden change of heart? but it isn't in his place to question her. he doesn't know what's changed since then and now. perhaps she's grown bored, perhaps she's simply thinking a little too much of what mortal people have to do to prepare themselves. she would know her powers better than him. they're more complex and ingrained in her than a gun that can easily be smacked from his hands. ]
[ that's the only way he can understand them when he gets to think of them in the context of defending oneself. they're like a gun, but instead of needing to scramble to reach for it as he had with lovejoy, she essentially embodies it. ]
[ it's a combination of a variety of factors, including her closeness to him, and the fact that he worries for her, though she has a feeling he tries not to show it as much, just as he often tries to hide how he smiles. though she has always been and will always be independent, she likes that he is concerned for her, which is unusual for someone who never wanted any help in the first place. hans's chains could not contain her. the only person to ever negate her powers was her late aunt, out of desperation to be seen and heard. she has learned from her experiences in storybrooke that anything can happen and, this time, takes his words to heart.
her gloves are off, and have been for months now. perhaps she can give him this and gain something from it as well. ]
[ for bellamy's entire life, he's lived by a schedule. it'd become more rigid when octavia had been born, cleaning the unit up before the guard came to inspect it. ensuring that he didn't linger for too long out in the corridors, making sure to never quite be seen in case it lead to suspicion, he's led his life by taking the openings of opportunities and whipping them into shape. it's what happened on the ground, in the mountain, even in the aftermath. he still has a schedule in eudio, one that he sometimes isn't aware he lives to, but he's tried to be looser, more freer. there's nothing to fear in this city, despite his hackles telling him otherwise. ]
Depends on what you want to know. This might take more than a few hours, Elsa.
[ given how dependent she might be on her powers, it might not be a reflex she can easily turn off and grow out of with a few hours of practice. he doesn't know what it's like to have powers, unable to speak on her behalf on much, if anything. but if it's as ingrained in her as how cold she feels to the touch, then he thinks he's right — they'll need more than a few hours. ]
[ bellamy's never really been the person to say something in order to lighten the mood. that's monroe and monty, sometimes o. but he feels the need to say something. ]
[ maybe it should've come after this. ]
I trust you to not turn me into an ice statue.
[ it might be a leap to imply she's worried about that, but given the mention of her gloves — it's hard not to think that's where her mind wanders. she may speak of them to make the sparring easier, her less like herself and more like him, but bellamy feels like she's mentioned them for another reason entirely. ]
Oh, is there? I'll look now. I haven't communicated much with the magic people here either. I imagine they'd know something about it, but I have kept to myself in that regard.
[ bellamy knows he takes a long time to trust people, especially with octavia. on the ground, he's learned to test people by being around them. seeing clarke and raven at their worst and at their best has secured them as two people he'd trust to take care of his sister. without a doubt, he knows he can leave eudio and octavia would be fine. he's done the same with elsa, finding that she's had many chances to use her powers on him, and hasn't. ]
[ actions have always been more powerful than words to bellamy. it's not something he necessarily advertises. still, her question confuses him. ]
Why wouldn't I? You've had a lot of chances to turn me to ice, and you haven't.
[ there aren't many people she trusts either, but she has opened her circle over the past few years, from just herself to anna, to kristoff, to emma and her family, to hook – she realizes now that she can count one more person in this group. ]
I guess I'm throwing away my plans to turn you into a snowball.
[ ha, ha. because bellamy can do that. he's come to doubt he can hurt someone as powerful as her. he couldn't even stay in the freezing water at the beach for as long as she could. the power and adrenaline he had been working off of when he'd touched down on the ground has long since abandoned him. he's come to realise his own mortality — and he doesn't like it very much. ]
I know; it's why I trust you without any fancy ice-stopping gloves. You wouldn't do it on purpose.
I suppose we will see how this afternoon goes without them.
[ anxious flurries have already begun to form around her but she tries breathing exercises in the meantime, wishing to calm down and put trust in herself, especially when there are people who still trust her. ]
I'm pretty sure you'll be fine. I might not know how to make a snowball that's alive, but I know this.
[ reassuring people. that's something bellamy's never thought he's ever had a knack for. from charlotte misconstruing him to how he messes up with o, he feels as though that might be the right thing to say. it is; if bellamy knows one thing, it's the intentions of people. ]
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What sort of training?
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Sparring. Hand to hand stuff. Helps to keep practising.
[ because he never knows when he's going to opt to go back home. ]
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Is it difficult? I scarcely know swordsplay and I have only seen Anna throw punches.
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I guess it is. It's easier to use a gun or a knife, but when it's hand to hand, you have to be careful. Throw someone wrong, punch someone the wrong way — you can hurt yourself as well as the other person. It's vulnerable, but it's the way the Grounders fight. Sometimes you're going to be without a weapon to use as a prop. It's good to know how to use yourself.
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You live in a dangerous world with no magic in it.
[ putting her phone down, she opens her palms, then curling her fingers into them. people can be dangerous with or without magic, after all. ]
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[ the mountain men wouldn't have needed to use the reapers to capture the grounders for harvest. if they had magic, bellamy has a feeling they would've had more chance of quicker success at being able to walk outside. he's certain that if they had magic, any sort of it, he never would've been able to live and trawl around the corridors in disguise for as long as he did. ]
[ sometimes he wishes his world had been blessed with such a quick fix to many of the problems his people struggle to think up strategies for. most of the time, though, he's glad that there isn't such a quick fix. seems like magic's often more trouble than it's worth. ]
I'm pretty sure it's the same in any magic-world. You use someone's weakness against them. I didn't have a gun once and I almost died. It's not going to happen again.
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You once suggested I learn how to use a gun, when I mentioned that game to you before.
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I remember the conversation, Elsa. You're confident in your ice magic. It wasn't my place to question that.
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but they have been separated before, and while she is confident in all she can do now, it could not hurt, especially for a strange and complicated queen. ]
Would you give me suggestions as to how I can better protect myself?
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[ that's the only way he can understand them when he gets to think of them in the context of defending oneself. they're like a gun, but instead of needing to scramble to reach for it as he had with lovejoy, she essentially embodies it. ]
Yes.
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her gloves are off, and have been for months now. perhaps she can give him this and gain something from it as well. ]
When?
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[ for bellamy's entire life, he's lived by a schedule. it'd become more rigid when octavia had been born, cleaning the unit up before the guard came to inspect it. ensuring that he didn't linger for too long out in the corridors, making sure to never quite be seen in case it lead to suspicion, he's led his life by taking the openings of opportunities and whipping them into shape. it's what happened on the ground, in the mountain, even in the aftermath. he still has a schedule in eudio, one that he sometimes isn't aware he lives to, but he's tried to be looser, more freer. there's nothing to fear in this city, despite his hackles telling him otherwise. ]
My day isn't planned out. I can do it whenever.
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Unless you think otherwise! I'm not certain how this works.
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[ given how dependent she might be on her powers, it might not be a reflex she can easily turn off and grow out of with a few hours of practice. he doesn't know what it's like to have powers, unable to speak on her behalf on much, if anything. but if it's as ingrained in her as how cold she feels to the touch, then he thinks he's right — they'll need more than a few hours. ]
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[ alright, a few sessions with him. that should be fine, she thinks. it isn't as if she doesn't enjoy spending time with him, anyhow. ]
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[ bellamy's never really been the person to say something in order to lighten the mood. that's monroe and monty, sometimes o. but he feels the need to say something. ]
[ maybe it should've come after this. ]
I trust you to not turn me into an ice statue.
[ it might be a leap to imply she's worried about that, but given the mention of her gloves — it's hard not to think that's where her mind wanders. she may speak of them to make the sparring easier, her less like herself and more like him, but bellamy feels like she's mentioned them for another reason entirely. ]
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[ but – hold on. ]
You do?
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[ actions have always been more powerful than words to bellamy. it's not something he necessarily advertises. still, her question confuses him. ]
Why wouldn't I? You've had a lot of chances to turn me to ice, and you haven't.
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[ there aren't many people she trusts either, but she has opened her circle over the past few years, from just herself to anna, to kristoff, to emma and her family, to hook – she realizes now that she can count one more person in this group. ]
I trust you too.
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[ ha, ha. because bellamy can do that. he's come to doubt he can hurt someone as powerful as her. he couldn't even stay in the freezing water at the beach for as long as she could. the power and adrenaline he had been working off of when he'd touched down on the ground has long since abandoned him. he's come to realise his own mortality — and he doesn't like it very much. ]
I know; it's why I trust you without any fancy ice-stopping gloves. You wouldn't do it on purpose.
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I suppose we will see how this afternoon goes without them.
[ anxious flurries have already begun to form around her but she tries breathing exercises in the meantime, wishing to calm down and put trust in herself, especially when there are people who still trust her. ]
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[ reassuring people. that's something bellamy's never thought he's ever had a knack for. from charlotte misconstruing him to how he messes up with o, he feels as though that might be the right thing to say. it is; if bellamy knows one thing, it's the intentions of people. ]
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