A blizzard of hope

Noelle wouldn't blast anyone with ice unless it was for self defense. She did however, like to fill people's minds with the possibility. Noelle looked over at the tree. "It's okay now, what I give, that I can take away in full as well." She smiled as he observed the ice castle, especially when she was doing the inside. A welcome mat could have been a nice touch, but maybe next time she built something, she would add one.

"Wow. You could make a killing making ice buildings during the winter for tourists..."

Noelle laughed. It reminded her of all her students back at home, when she announced she was leaving. They were so upset, so she built them an ice tree house as a fair well gift. Of course, the summer heat would come, but all they had to do was blow on it. It was another power that came with being able to control such elements. If the person chooses, they can make their breath very cold, and simply breathe on something to reinforce its coldness. However, they could not simply breathe on a tree and freeze the thing, only a small part of it would freeze. But, when breathed on ice, it would make the ice colder, and stronger.
"I sold ice sculptures to my students parents in order to make money to buy a laptop." Sounded like a funny thing to most people, but Noelle remembered the days or carving and chipping, adding details till it was perfection.

"I think it looks great! But isn't your bottom cold sitting on that ice bench?"

"Of course not. I am immune to the cold. My powers would render me useless if I could be affected by the cold. I simply do not feel it. You know, when the temperature is so perfect in a room, you do not even notice it? That's what it feel like. Neither hot nor cold, or cool nor warm." Noelle did love to talk about her powers. She was excited to have a fun teacher like this, in the school time ahead.

Noelle was very satisfied with her work. Just a small demonstration of her possible power. She lovingly patted the walls with satisfaction and smiled. She nodded. How awful it would be if you couldn't physically stand your own power. She was glad for her power. And her night vision as well, of course. Sometimes, she liked to just munch on the snow she made, and it made her feel like nothing else could. It was like a medicine to her, and energizer, a spark of awesomeness.

"So m'lady, may I enter your castle? You think that bench could hold another?"

"Abso- *ahem* you may enter oh great knight, and what news do you bring of battle?" She had to hold in a giggle, she felt so silly. It had been a while since she'd had fun times like this. And with a most unexpected companion-a teacher at the Academy! She looked down, making sure that he was able to climb the small stairs safely. She laid her purse down beside her bench. Her shopping could wait for a few minutes, it was absolutely necessary after all.But she did dream of finding a beautiful new dress, something flowing and airy, and waltzing into the ballroom, a room she had heard of and yet had not visited, and finding a partner to dance with. Such a wonderful time it would be, he would a be in a nice suit, and they would dance and chat as the finest music played. Noelle snapped herself out of her thoughts. Maybe dress shopping was more important than she thought it to be. But then again. When would she meet anymore that she didn't cause to leave?

Noelle smiled as Jacob made his way up the stairs safely. Although he did look a little silly, she was just glad that he wasn't hurt in anyway. She was glad to have seen a teacher and how they acted outside the classroom. She now looked forward to being in his class, seeing as the kind of person he seemed to be right now. She felt as if he could be a second father to her. A person to turn to if she was ever having, or in, trouble. She felt a safe sense around him, something that she had not known, not a for a while anyway.

"The surrounding kingdoms abound with accolades and praise for raising your palace of ice and snow. Um, Verily you will be the envy of all the lands. And so on..."

"I see" she said happily. " I suppose we must make them a town of snow someday then. But seeing as it is a busy day, they must wait. I shalst thank them for their compliments later." She figured that the bench was probably too cold for the man, so she drew some of the coldness out of it. That would hopefully make it easier, and more comfortable for him to sit on. "I suppose however, that I should probably disperse of the castle soon, else some one might complain about it taking up room in their beloved park."

Noelle felt a small cool breeze drift through the air. And, just as quietly as it came, it was gone. She nodded. She wished to stay for a little while longer, and enjoy her work. " I never melt things. It's not my job. I simply take it away. Pull the coldness out of it. Throw the snow and ice abroad until I need them again." He seemed more comfortable after she made the bench cooler, as he leaned back looking relaxed.

Noelle once again bobbed her head up and down. " I don't have the time or money to be sued if some child slipped and hurt themselves on my ice." she said with a little resentment. That's how people always were. Cowards. They couldn't face the simple truth, so they blamed it on some one else. They take matters into their own hands. That was Noelle's look on people anyway. She supposed it was because that't what her brother did, scarring her at such a young age. The fear that flashed in her mother's eyes as they house went up in flames. The wind storm of wrath her father sent to banish her brother away. Never to be heard of since.

"But while we're up here, Noelle, tell me about yourself. I wanna know the girl behind the ice powers. We'll share, even. I'll a question of yours too."

Wait what? her, talk about herself? 'Not a good idea' she thought herself, but she must say all that she could. "Alright, I shall tell you all the interesting parts, and see what you think afterward. I come from a family of elementalists. My father's is wind, my mother's water and, and.... uh for some reason, my brother got fire. Five years before I was born, when my brother was about a year old, my parents started a school for children with elemental powers. They taught me all about my powers as I grew, and my brother as well. i used to be the happiest of children. I loved to make things with my snow and ice, but then, my brother would always melt it. One day, when I was eight and he was fourteen, he attempted to kill us all by burning the house down while we slept. My mother and I ran from the house while my father took on my son. My mother used her water to put out the fire, and then my father sent my brother, Sam, away in a wind storm. We haven't heard from or about him since then. It's been eight years." Noelle fell silent thinking about it. It would probably make it hard for Jacob to respond, ti was always hard to reply to some one else's losses.

There were only a handful of people who had heard Noelle's life story. Some thought that she must be as delicate as a glass doll because of such scary things happening to her at such a young age. But, they were wrong. She was as hard as the side of this ice castle and planned on always being so. Her shield was up, and she was always on the look out for some one who was in idiot, or some one to do something like an idiot. Nonetheless, she did like people, but she always saw the bad in them, and compared that to the good. Some supposed it was self denial. Not able to stand her own imperfection so she looks for others. But that was not true either. Noelle figured that in relationships, it was always best to get the worst out of the way first, then move on to the best. She never would have been like that though, if the incident never happened. But she didn't mind herself, not at all.

"I see... I hope you find forgiveness for your brother, and that he's alright somewhere, perhaps learning from his mistake."

A strange noise came from Noelle's throat. A sound of doubt. "It's kind of hard to forgive some one who has never asked for forgiveness. If you'd seen the fire and hate in his eyes. He was going after me. He hated me more than my parents. I got the "good' element, I got the love and attention. No, I doubt he'll ever change." She sighed. Where was her wretched brother now? She'd rather not think about it. "Yes, I wonder, even as a teacher do you have an powers?"