Mock Victim

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It’s Friday. Your first week stuck in Doomville is almost up. While Judge Doom’s motive was certainly big, it’s hard to judge, for lack of a better term, if he could manage to change anyone’s past, let alone your own. So maybe you forgot about it, or maybe you’re so caught up with the “what if’s” that it hangs over you as you wake up today.

However, as you leave your dressing room, you may find that the door to Edgar’s Room is mysteriously ajar. While it was open for investigation yesterday, it seems more open than it was yesterday.

Investigate?]

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[hitontheheadasachild]

["I do what I want."]

I don't think there is a point.

[He...did he really think they had committed crimes? Or was that also part of his horrible scheme? Just a lie to make them want to get out more?

Did...he enjoy this?]

...Elsa. We...I know this is...he's not going to let us go. He said so. Not unless we kill someone. Or unless we find another way.

...

[She goes over, offering Elsa her hands. Knowing her sister is here, and alive...it helps. She also knows Elsa or her could die at any time, now.

Her jaw straightens.]

I won't give him the satisfaction he wants. No matter what happens or what he tries, even if its...the worst thing ever. I'm not going to do it. I can't. None of us can.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Even with all the time passing since her coronation, good times being around Anna and Kristoff and Olaf and all the people in the castle and in town, Elsa... she's not very good with people getting too near her hands. There's too much lingering anxiety and worry from her years of isolation, of fearing what could happen if she didn't have her gloves.

But all of that goes away with Anna. Anna trusts her so much, to the point where Elsa just can't feel afraid of herself with her sister nearby. So she'll take Anna's hands without hesitation, squeezing them in what she hopes can be a gesture of comfort.]

I know you won't. You're the very last person I could ever imagine doing such a thing. [A pause, then she shakes her head.] No, I can't even imagine it. Not in a million years.

I just... what if we can't find a way out before he makes us do this again? I don't know if I can handle doing this again...

[She hadn't really spent any time with that odd little creature, but that doesn't mean she isn't torn up about what happens. The idea of this happening to one of the people she had been getting friendly with, or god forbid, Anna...

It sends a chill down her spine, one so bad not even her powers could replicate it.]

[hitontheheadasachild]

...I don't know if I can, either.

[Its the truth. If there's one thing that she and Elsa had agreed on, then on out from that day Love saved Arendelle, it was to be as open as possible. Open doors, open hearts. Open and honest words.

At the very least, also, Anna's hands are warm.]

But we'll have to, if it happens again. Somehow. I don't know how, but...somehow.

[defyingfrigidity]

[And that warmth is what will be keeping her sane through all of this.]

I wonder if there's a way to prevent it.... but what would we do? Keep an eye on everyone? I think that would just breed more paranoia and mistrust...

[hitontheheadasachild]

I'm not sure. Maybe we can...I don't know, cover our ears when that judge talks so we don't listen to what he says?

[defyingfrigidity]

[There's a pause, and then.... a very shaky laugh. Oh, Anna...]

That might work for us, but I don't think we'd be able to get everyone else here to do it as well.