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Independent and selective roleplay blog for

American Horror Story's

Elsa Mars


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Written by: Dana

Since: Dec 29, 2014

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Watching the young trapezist swing back and forth always had a calming effect on Elsa, for some reason. She could watch her for hours straight. It was not just that Cordelia was very talented, but Mars also kind of felt proud when the other earned applause. Her hazel eyes moved with the trapez and its owner, which caused Elsa to smile. During the performance, she occasionally gave her small nods to show her approval, not wanting to distract her.

    [ ❀ ] Cordelia loved the feeling of fliying through the stage, the way she could move as if she was a bird or swimming. Her movements were graceful, the way she moved simply flowing. She didn’t not even need music to practice, already knowing how every acrobacy should be excecuted. She glanced at the older woman every now and then, receiving nods of approval that made her proud. Once she was finished, she swung back and forth until she reached the original platform and got off the trapeze. ❝ What do you think, Miss Elsa? 

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As the younger woman finished her performance, Elsa stood up slowly and walked towards the beloved stage, wearing a warm smile on her face. ❝I think it looks very good,. You’ve added a few new things, am I right?❞ She rubbed her arms slightly and stood directly in front of the stage to glance up at the artist, nodding her head once again. ❝You’re very talented, Cordelia. You can be proud of yourself.❞

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