[center][h2][color=azure][b]Kris Sterling-Silva[/b][/color][/h2][/center]

The ice princess laid there on the cold ground for what seemed like hours, her nosebleed subsiding and soon stopping completely. Kris's eyes shot open and she pushed herself off the ground, her hazy sight first greeted to her unfinished bridge, she shook away her haziness before making her way across the half-finished bridge and getting to its end. At the ledge, she put out both her open palms before rolling her shoulders back and unleashing a gust of cold air that quickly turned into ice at the ledge and a frail platform that connected to the ice wall at the far end she didn't want to keep making something that could be great in a place nobody would need but herself. 


Once the Bridge was done, she carelessly started running across the partially frail ice, as she made her way halfway across the platform the back end of it started breaking and going into the abyss below, she put her knee to the ice and started to slide towards the wall, she gritted her teeth and sucked in some air as she scrapped her knee leaving a long streak of blood and bloody ice falling into the abyss. Suddenly the ice at the front of the frail bridge began breaking off as well."[color=azure]Son of a![/color]" Kriss held back on swearing and launched herself off the frail platform and slammed herself into the wall feeling her nearly flat chest slam into the ice wall, one of her hands clung onto a jagged but out section of wall. 


When she swung her other hand around and got a good hold, She breathed cold air out on her hand and formed a pick over her hand and slammed it into the wall, reaching another edge she could climb she pulled herself up higher before slamming the pick into the wall again. As she pulled herself up against the wall she looked down past her shirt and thought to herself about her chest and when she jumped into the wall, she put her icy cold hand against her chest and thought if she had breast as big as that hot head would she have, Kris, shook her head trying to remove the thoughts of that hot head as she continued climbing up the wall, she began wondering why she was having this feeling, her heart began pumping harder as she thought back to Diana."[color=azure]Stupid hot head, idiot loser.[/color]" she felt the blood rushing to her face and knew she was blushing. 


The ice princess tried to focus on what Diana did to her, her eyebrows, what she could've done to her hair, what she could've done to her clothes, she was thinking it was foolish to feel some kind of attraction to an enemy, especially one that's a girl, she tried to tell herself but her heart kept beating hard for the fire Elementalist. Blood from her nose began leaking down to her pale pink lips, she stopped and wiped the blood away from her nostrils taking a break with her ice pick hand stuck embedded the wall."[color=azure]Is this... Is this how dad felt When he met mom?[/color]" She asked herself on the feelings she was getting.