I saw rise in the heat settle soft and as pure as snow

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[This, honestly, took a lot of work. More work than some of the battleplans, but admittedly the machinations of the Victorian nobles are predictable. The only thing Talulah knows about the northern territories is what she's gleaned from her father's journals.

Edward Artorius apparently had a decent enough relationship with the ruler when he'd been alive, and since the wendigo race of Sarkaz live for a very, very long time, perhaps any goodwill towards her parent might be extended to her.

She has also gleaned the northerners are not unreasonable; they've crossed paths during various skirmishes at the border, and they ignore all rebel forces once their own task is complete. Talulah has made it very clear no one from her side is to engage with any other party that isn't either obviously Victorian, or strikes first, and it seems the courtesy is returned.

That said, isolationist policy is hard to overcome, and what she's asking isn't a mere favor. To be embroiled in civil war in another country is an idea most people would scoff at, but...the north has undoubtedly seen the writing on the wall for what will transpire after the dust settles. Victoria's appetite is ever unsatiable.

The Gaulish castle she walks through is a testament to that. It's nothing but ruins now, good for little else besides neutral territory. She's brought two members of the rebels with her, two with a calm rationality suited to negotiations. She'd be fine going in alone, but, well...if Talulah saw another group's leader sitting all alone during a meeting that was meant to be a peaceful talk, she'd think there was an ambush waiting.

Still, no matter how rational one is, curiosity tends to win out, and she can hear her escort party gossiping even behind their masks. They're wondering if the northern princess is as beautiful and strong as the rumors say. If she's half as strong as that Cautus she'd seen once during a border skirmish, then her alliance would be more than a boon.

By her estimation, the meeting time is near, so she supposes she'll find out soon enough.]

Comments

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[Talulah's not really daunted by Frostnova's derisiveness, but she can't help but think the other is as stubborn as her father. It makes sense, even if Talulah hopes she hasn't inherited a single thing from her so-called guardian.

She is, however, surprised at Frostnova offering up a deal...or that kind of information in the first place.]

Oh? I'm a little curious now. What is it?

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[ it's a comment she should've kept to herself, she knows. unfortunately for Ursus' diplomats, Yelena is passable at politicking, but not especially devoted to the art. in her mind, it's not as though she's about to insult the leader the leader of the rebellion ... too much. ]

When I come to a decision they don't agree with, I make them an offer: if they can land a hit on me in a fight, I'll change my orders.

[ among the Yeti Squadron, it's more a joke than an actual method of petitioning Frostnova to reassess her decisions. the last time any of them were able to get the upper-hand on her in a fight, they still had some of their baby teeth left. ]

For you I might need to make it harder. Two or three hits?

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And here I was wondering if asking you to spar would come across as really rude.

[Luckily, Talulah's not some state leader who would take offense at that sort of deal in the first place. It's one thing to see Frostnova fight enemies, but another to be the target of those arts.

Curiosity is the wrong word, but...a part of her does want to see how she measures up.]

We can make it three hits each, to be fair.

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No, we don't have any taboo against that.

[ curious is the wrong word for Talulah, but Frostnova will later shrug and admit to her confidants that curiosity about the draco's abilities has been nagging at her for a good while. it's not as though dueling foreign visitors is new to Yelena either— at one point it had almost been an annual event, back when they'd had a guest who actually came close to her level. ]

Are those your terms? I could offer you a handicap.

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I don't need one.

[She'll have to get Frostnova to reevaluate her if the offer isn't entirely a taunt, but besides that, it wouldn't be satisfying at all unless the other fights her seriously. Or as seriously as they could in what's supposed to be just sparring.]

So unless you prefer something else, those are my terms.

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If that's what you want, those terms are fine by me.

[ the invitation isn't wholly to try to knock Talulah down a peg or two. she seems genuinely powerful from what Yelena's seen, and if she thought a match between them would really be over that quickly, she wouldn't have bothered to offer in the first place. ]

What's your schedule tomorrow? I can set up something private, but if you want to use the big military fields, there's nothing I can do to stop the squadrons stationed in the capital from coming over to gawk.

[ if nothing else, it looks like the prospect of a fight has put her in a better mood. ]

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There's a meeting in the morning, but I should have a few free hours after that. I'll leave the venue to you...and I don't mind an audience, if it comes to that.

[If she'd known Frostnova would be this happy about a duel, Talulah would have asked about it much sooner. Their hosts had been generous about allowing Talulah and her entourage use of training areas and the like, but there's only so much drills could do to help blow off steam.]

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[ despite her snipes, Yelena isn't interested in publicly humiliating a likely ally, and she'll get in trouble for this whole proposition sooner rather than later if it becomes a public event. ]

I'll come get you after that. I have a private training area in the farther palace grounds you weren't given access to. It was made to keep arts attacks contained, so you won't have to worry about trashing anything on accident.

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That's convenient.

[Especially since both of their arts together would be more likely than others to cause damage to the surroundings without any precautions.]

I'll stay put after the meeting so I'm easy to find, then.

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It was a necessity when I was younger; it wasn't practical for me to be taught anywhere else.

[ Yelena's already thinking about how she'll have to arrange her schedule for the next day to fit this new appointment in, dropping her latest comment without much thought. it's not particularly noteworthy unless one knows of the old rumors regarding the princess' magic when she was a child, a piece of gossip kept only to the highest government. ]

That works for me.

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[Talulah assumes it has to do with control. Sometimes children aren't the best at reining in their arts, and the ice Frostnova can make would cause damage if it's misaimed or gets out of hand, even when she had been younger.

So no, Talulah doesn't think much of the comment at all. She moves to stand instead.]

Then I'll see you tomorrow.

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You will.

[ Yelena doesn't immediately leave after that, returning her attention to the stack of papers she still has to work through, taking her leave an hour or two later and bidding Talulah goodbye if she hasn't already left.

the next day, after Talulah's meeting, Frostnova doesn't make her entrance immediately. it's a good quarter of an hour after it ends when she finally appears, and not alone. General Hellagur is at her side, dressed in more casual attire compared the meetings where Talulah's met him before, greeting the draco cordially and mentioning how honored he is to be able to watch her bout with the princess. as far as prestige goes, the man is second only to Ursus' royalty, a trusted confidant to the king and decorated war veteran of every war the country's fought in recent memory.

Yelena, stony-faced as ever, somehow manages to exude the faintest air of a youth who's been caught in the act by an old caretaker.

the general's not overly chatty during their long walk from the assembly rooms to the extensive palace grounds, but makes comments here and there, pointing out things their guest might find interesting. when they reach their destination, a massive oval arena hidden behind a thick grove, he stays at the edge, not crossing the stone boundary lines set into the ground that hum softly with inactive magic.

once they're out of earshot of the elder soldier, Yelena addresses Talulah flatly. ]

He's here to watch over me, not you. Don't get too in your head about it.

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[When Frostnova eventually shows up, Talulah is a little surprised to see she's not alone, but she greets the General with equal politeness. He's a decorated veteran, and Talulah hasn't failed to notice the rank-and-file look to him for his opinion and analysis the same as they do Buldrokkas'tee.

She does wonder, based on Frostnova's countenance, if she had expected him to tag along, either.

Talulah doesn't mind, though, and appreciates the brief sort-of tour she's given on the way to the arena. The magic surrounding it is curious, and she's in the middle of testing a tiny bit of her arts against the wards when Frostnova approaches her.]

I'm not bothered. I said I'd be fine with an audience or not, remember?

[Which just makes Talulah think even more that Frostnova had been stopped on her way to Talulah and had to explain what she'd been doing. Considering those shieldguards she'd had with her at the initial negotiations...another escort is almost expected.]

[hypothermy]

You did.

[ Yelena hadn't mentioned having one if they fought here, however, so she considers it only fair to offer a partial explanation for their unexpected chaperone. there are plenty of people who would feel some kind of anxiety at having one of the most influential military leaders of Ursus closely observing their combat skills. ]

Do you want to use practice weapons? I can go with or without.

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[A lot of what she's experienced since she's gotten here is some kind of scrutiny, so a decorated general watching their sparring match is just another point in a long line.

Talulah considers that statement a little more thoughtfully. She can fight without a weapon, if need be, but she and her arts are better with a sword. The only problem is, she's not entirely sure a practice weapon could hold up to what she knows Frostnova is capable of.

But, better to have it for a while, she thinks. The other isn't the kind of opponent Talulah's eager to fight against with any disadvantage.]

I'll take one.

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Sure. Over here.

[ she beckons Talulah to follow her to the far end of the arena, where a shed sits just a short ways past the magical border set into the ground. Yelena flings the door open and hits a light switch once they reach it, revealing several weapon racks (along with sleds, hockey sticks, and other equipment for various sports stacked in a corner).

while Yelena called them "practice weapons", there's only a few real wasters, most of them live steel that have been worn down from too many years of use, edges wrapped to minimize damage. Frostnova grabs a thin cane and a dull dagger, not waiting for Talulah to make her choice before heading back out to the arena. ]

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[Talulah doesn't take too much time, just enough to find a sword with a balance and weight that feels comfortable before she steps back out of the storage shed.

She glances around with a bit more scrutiny as she walks further into the area, getting a decent idea of the space of the area.]

I'm ready whenever you are.

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[ Yelena waits, pose relaxed, for Talulah to meet her the approximate middle of the clearing. it's good weather by the standards of Ursus, warm enough to walk around outdoors without a coat, but when she speaks, her breath turns white in the air. ]

Ready.

[ she doesn't waste time after that. in a place as familiar with this, Frostnova's magic doesn't even require a somatic component to take form. the temperature around them drops and a sheet of ice explodes up from the ground, rolling up like a wave before aiming to crash down where Talulah stands. ]

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[The temperature drop is warning enough.

What she didn't expect is just how quickly the cold encroaches, even with the help of her arts. Lingering is a death sentence, and she doesn't trust dodging backwards in this scenario, so there's a single option.

Thankfully, Talulah's arts don't need a medium or material to ignite. Her fire melts enough of weak spot in the wall closing in for her to sheath her sword in flames and break through with a swing. The heat of it extends outwards as she steps forward, through the break she created, just in case there's a surprise waiting.]

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[ with the explosion of heat melting through Frostnova's ice, huge clouds of steam will obscure her vision of she doesn't act quickly. she flicks her wrist to summon a gust of freezing wind, clearing the air and hopefully suppressing some of Talulah's flames.

when Talulah manages to break the ice, she can see Yelena's already retreated back, and waves her hand again as soon as she's in her sights. the harsh wind intensifies, and in the blink of an eye, a storm of razor-sharp shards of black ice begin to hail down with it. ]

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[It's only because she'd already assumed there would be a follow-up waiting for her on the other side of the ice wall that Talulah acts quickly enough.

Melting would leave more time for Frostnova to retaliate, so Talulah uses the much more straightforward approach of bursting open the shards midair with her arts. She jumps forward in the same motion, closing the distance between her and Frostnova to prevent a second wave of that ice.]

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[ she's quicker than Yelena expected. given the size of the sword Talulah usually wields, she assumed the other would naturally have a slower response time. as Talulah lunges forward, Frostnova raises her weapon to meet Talulah's, the blunt metal erupting with ice to quench the flames clashing against it.

the heat surrounding Talulah is strong enough that she likely doesn't notice the change to the ground she's stepped onto, the thin layer of ice melting on contact. the area directly under Frostnova remains frozen, her unhindered aura of cold maintaining its form, and after suddenly leaning her weight forward against Talulah's sword, she shoots off to the side— the ice beneath her flowing like water, carrying her out of range again as she hurls another volley of black shards down from above Talulah. ]

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[The heat surrounding her does melt most of the ice around her. The kind blocking her sword is the exception, since she barely gets a chip in it before Frostnova slips away.

And just like that, the distance is back between them. Talulah uses the momentum from Frostnova pushing away to swing her sword in an arc in the direction the other dodged. The flames engulfing the blade whip out in a wave, cutting enough of a path through the shards for Talulah to follow in pursuit.

Once the first arc of flame disappears, Talulah produces another one. She doesn't think it will pin Frostnova down by any stretch, but it might delay another wave of ice shot her way.]

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[ Yelena isn't used to being the one who has to play defensive, an impatient impulse already beginning to gnaw at the edges of her nerves. expending too much energy on a friendly duel isn't a sensible move, and besides, there's a good chance that Hellagur will step in if she starts an incantation.

she raises another sheet of ice to eat Talulah's first swing, and she seems to do the same for the second, a thicker, smaller cocoon of ice forming around her to soak up the heat. if Talulah manages to see through the smoke, she'll quickly realize that the second barrier isn't static, the ice rapidly reforming to absorb the heat, but also seeming to grow larger, or even move forward.

Yelena lets the shell break when she's within swinging distance of her opponent, piercing through it's center to attempt a strike with her weapon on Talalah's sword arm. ]

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[The mix of heat and cold in the ambient air is causing small swirls of air to pick up. It blows the steam and smoke away enough that Talulah can tell her fire isn't making substantial dents in that shield, and that said ice wall is growing.

When Frostnova bursts out from behind the ice, Talulah dodges, but whether or not the other's weapon gazes her arm doesn't really matter. Not when Frostnova is also finally in range, and with another surprising burst of speed and strength for the weapon she wields, she swings her sword in a low arc towards Frostnova's legs.]