PrincessKarai8
Queen of Butterflies
Closed rp for PrincessKarai8 and Alexander Hamilton
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Sure? Maybe your character is the new avatar cuz like, icebending is super cool and stuff?
And there's a group trying to steal her bending or something?
Or a group trying to enslave her for her powers?
I like that too
Cool! Do you want to start now or...?
Maybe they could meet at some sort of party? The nations all have a meeting of some sort followed by an after-party where the two meet?
Chrystelle jumped when the spark hit her. She looked around for its source and instantly spotted him.
A guy surrounded by several kids grinned mischeviously back at her.
Two can play at that game! Chrystelle thought as she dipped her hand into her glass, creating a snowball in her hand and throwing it at the bender.
(I figured since snow was related to ice that she'd be able to bend it too)
Archer saw the snow coming and in a moment of panic he held out a hand and let fire spark from the palm, saving him from most of the bitterly cold flakes. A few did manage to land on him and they burned their frosted patterns onto his skin. He winced and rubbed those burned places. His two little brothers stopped fighting for a minute to watch, but his eldest brother didn't stop speaking to the higher-ups of the party. His second older brother was off flirting. Archer glared the girl down. Did he really want to fight her? He summoned a small base-ball sized flame in his palm and was about the throw it at the girl when his father smacked him upside the head. "Archer, what are you doing?" His father snapped, obviously pissed. "I'm just pl-" Archer didn't get to finish his sentiment as his father slapped the back of his head again and so ended the conversation. Archer glared at the girl and walked off, vowing to get revenge on her later.
"Who was that, Princess Chrystelle?" One of the benders surrounding her asked.
"A nuisance." She replied, aggravated.
"What was that all about, young lady?" Her mother said as they both walked over, angry expressions on their faces. "You just attacked the son of one of our allies."
"He started it!" Chrystelle whined.
"We don't care who started it. As princess of our tribe, you have a reputation to uphold and that includes not attacking our allies." Her father had a disappointed expression on his face.
"But, dad!"
"Enough. Now, we have something to discuss with you in the meeting room." Her father said with a note of finality. "Come on."
Chrystelle frowned, but followed her parents to the side of the room, entering the large room several other people alrefaady sat in around a table.
Archer and his father argued a few feet away from the door. Archer tried to defend his actions, but was only met with harsh admonishment and a strong slap to the right cheek. His father then left Archer to go into the meeting room as well.
Archer rubbed his cheek when his father left him, not at all shocked but very upset. He felt alone, as always. His mother died just six months ago, and with her death he lost his only support in the family. Now he had his dad who was constantly disappointed in him and his brothers who wanted nothing to do with him. Archer decided to go out for a breather and stepped out onto a balcony overlooking the city.
Archer could hear shouting inside and he let out a long sigh. He stepped inside and just inside the door of the meeting room to see the girl he had been fighting with standing. She moved the earth and Archer stumbled a step back, only to hear his own father pointing it out. Archer suddenly felt anger in him, but not towards the girl. Towards his father.
"Father quiet!" Archer snapped, stepping in. His father opened his mouth to protest so Archer shot a small ball of fire at his chest and forced him to sit down. Archer then stepped towards Chrystelle, his green eyes full of sympathy. "Hey... I know it's scary," Archer said gently, not entirely sure what was going on but aware that the girl was freaking out, "but it's okay to be scared. Just take a deep breath."