Elsa of Arendelle (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
frozenfractals) wrote2014-07-06 07:33 am
frozenfractals) wrote2014-07-06 07:33 am
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for the first time in forever
It is, Elsa thinks, quite possibly the stupidest thing for her to worry about at this moment in time. What she and Jessica will be doing is much, much more important than what she wears to do it in. Still, if there's a chance they'll be running around, getting into scrapes, helping people in dangerous situations, possibly from dangerous people, then her outfit matters, doesn't it? She can't wear something she can't move comfortably in. It should be protective, too, though, she thinks.
But she doesn't want to wear some kind of head to toe suit like Jessica does. Looking at herself in the mirror, she pulls a face. Even without a mask on — she really doesn't think she wants a mask — she doesn't like it. It's both too constricting and revealing. She doesn't have a problem with showing a little skin, but wearing something that hugs close along her body while still covering her completely seems more immodest than a thigh high slit. Not that it looks bad on Jessica, that's fine, it just isn't for her.
The dress she was wearing when she arrived here is more comfortable, she thinks, turning to look at herself over her shoulder as the ice shifts and flows into a new shape. The cape isn't very practical, though, so that has to go. Neither is the length of the skirt, for that matter. It'll have to go a little higher, then, to keep her from tripping on it.
She's so engrossed in making her decision that she doesn't hear Anna's approach. It's only when she glimpses her sister in the mirror that she realizes she's there, even as she lets out a surprised yelp and stumbles back. "Anna! A little warning, please."
But she doesn't want to wear some kind of head to toe suit like Jessica does. Looking at herself in the mirror, she pulls a face. Even without a mask on — she really doesn't think she wants a mask — she doesn't like it. It's both too constricting and revealing. She doesn't have a problem with showing a little skin, but wearing something that hugs close along her body while still covering her completely seems more immodest than a thigh high slit. Not that it looks bad on Jessica, that's fine, it just isn't for her.
The dress she was wearing when she arrived here is more comfortable, she thinks, turning to look at herself over her shoulder as the ice shifts and flows into a new shape. The cape isn't very practical, though, so that has to go. Neither is the length of the skirt, for that matter. It'll have to go a little higher, then, to keep her from tripping on it.
She's so engrossed in making her decision that she doesn't hear Anna's approach. It's only when she glimpses her sister in the mirror that she realizes she's there, even as she lets out a surprised yelp and stumbles back. "Anna! A little warning, please."