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[luckyescape]

	Are you coming tonight?
	You know I wouldn't miss it. Name the when and where. I need to hit up some stops before then.
	9:00 pm @ the grand ball room.
	What are you wearing?
	You have to wait and find out ;p

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Evening Dec 3rd

[victoryorvalhalla]

5:05pm: Come on answer me.

[ He decided to leave her alone... at least until the fever returned and she was the last person contacted. ]

8:15: Do you think tree's have thoughts?

8:18: I wonder what the color blue tastes like. I bet it's good.

8:20: [ Photo of wolf pup chewing on a fuzzy boot.]

Evening Dec 3rd [Unsent]

[luckyescape]

[Freya stares at her phone hating the initial thoughts that rose to mind. They were petty and stupid and once again she felt that weakness twist painfully beneath her breastbone. Her finger lightly ran over the area as if it might sooth the feeling. Nothing helped.

They do. The trees are the ones who talk the most. My father taught me that. Pines were the best at keeping secrets but the trees can't keep secrets for long.

Blue is an awesome taste, I hope you can try it. There are these blue icey treats. It's like eating flavored ice and the blue one always tasted like blue. My favorite was always green because it tasted like green which is by far a better taste. My youngest sister loved blue best.

That's cute. I actually have a picture of my older brother when he was a pup. Being the oldest means he got into the most trouble. When he was a pup and still learning how to shift he got his head stuck in a jar. He could stay calm enough to shift into a pup to them remove the jar. I used to call him Jarhead only because it pissed him off so much. I think it's just something siblings do.

Freya's fingers hovered over the send button for a second, wondering if she should write more. She stares at it, using the each word to fall away from herself.

What do fireflies think about?

I'm thinking of a color between 1 and 10. What is it?

What does the number four smell like?

What is a fly without its wings called?

Why is the world abbreviation so long?

If a hand-and-a-half could lay an egg-and-a-half in a day-in-a-half, how long would it take the monkey with a wooden leg to kick all the seeds out of a dill pickle?

Freya stares at her phone again before turning it off. While lost in her thoughts she begins to slowly sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. She doesn't remember ever falling asleep or the last time she ate. Instead she focuses on her silly childish song as her voice drifts like a solitary tone through the empty theater.]

December 5th

[victoryorvalhalla]

I'm coming to find you.

December 5th

[luckyescape]

Why?

1/2

[victoryorvalhalla]

Because we need to talk. Don't you dare run, don't make me chase you.

2/2

[victoryorvalhalla]

Though if you told me where you are this would go a lot quicker.

[luckyescape]

Just don't.

December 26th: The beach

[luckyescape]

There wasn't a particular reason that Freya picked this spot but here she was, pulling Thorfinn's arm as she headed towards the coast. Maybe it was just that she loved the water, the freedom, the scents, maybe she was a little tipsy, it was hard to know anymore and what's more, Freya didn't care. She didn't remember ever smiling this much. Not for a long time and the act was starting to make her cheeks ache. Not uncomfortably but enough that her thoughts would occasionally be pulled towards the conclusion that maybe, just maybe, she found a small piece of happiness.

"Come on!" She tugged again though Thorfinn was almost at her side. It didn't matter. she'd wanted to see the beach and here they were. She only stopped when she reached the waters edge, her bare feet just out of reach of the waves. She wasn't wearing anything fancy but true to the holidays Freya was continuing to wear dresses. It was a December thing for her which to others might be seen as odd. She was back to wearing black though it would most likely change again soon.

Her chin tilted up and her eyes rested on the moon and stars that hung freely in the night. "I told you it'd be beautiful." She'd been spending a lot of the holiday with Thorfinn. It was selfish but he was the only one she had that made her feel like she was truly at home. It didn't really matter where they were or what they were doing. He understood her, and when he didn't he tried too.

[victoryorvalhalla]

Thorfinn was still in his Yule clothes, but his stubble was back, much simpler paint had already been washed away as he let her lead them away from the party towards the beach. He wouldn't ever say no to the water, he loved it as much as he loved nature itself, but the sea was his home, his heart belonged to a sea he would never see again.

Thorfinn had started to tug his boots off when the reached the sand. When she tugged him again he dropped them and moved after her in his bare feet and fancy clothes. Thorfinn liked her dresses, he found they were beautiful on her. As most things were, and when he stopped beside her feeling the water wash up and over their feet he smiled again. A look mirroring her own. Everything felt perfect today.

"I shouldn't have doubted you. It is beautiful." His mind supplied something he could have said but he choose not to, instead just smiling and looking down to her when the water washed up again. "I grew up in a sea side fishing village." he spoke as he looked to the ocean before them, squeezing her hand a little. "I've always loved the ocean, the water the sounds, the salt in the air. This place doesn't have the ice floating like home but by the gods its just as lovely. Water we can swim in without worry of dying."

[luckyescape]

Freya laughed without reservation as the water curled and crashed against her ankles. Her feet sank a bit in the sand as the water pulled back. It felt like it was pulling her, calling her further in, and with the night as it was it was almost impossible to see the other side of the shore.

"We can pretend it's the ocean." Her head tilted to the side as a wistful smile spread over her lips. "Just imagine where the sea hits the horizon and then it stretches on forever." She momentarily held her arms out as if to embrace the ocean. Her elbows returning to her sides she finally looked back at Thorfinn. "I love the sea too. I never got to sail. I told you that but I've trailed over seas. I spent a few months on an island and I think it was then that I fell in love. After all this, I want to live next to the ocean or at least a very large lake." She laughed before kicking up some of the water.

"Do you want to swim?" Freya didn't know if he'd want to or not but she might anyway. She was wearing underwear for once in her life which would work perfectly fine as a bathing suit.

[victoryorvalhalla]

Thorfinn smiled more as he listened to her, watched her hold her arms out as if to embrace the large lake, his fingers moved up to start undoing the fancy buttons that held his outfit in place. The cloak fluttering down first, silken and airy as it fell, then he started to undo the shirt.

"I'll be honest I do pretend it's the ocean. Imber's beach has an ocean to it, but that does not really help me here." His boat wasn't far off. "I plan the same if I ever return home, though I'll be honest as much as I miss my family, I would rather stay here." To stay with her and those he'd opened his heart to.

He slipped the shirt off, the belt falling before the shirt since he always wore his belt's over his shirts, it was just the style of his time. The leather pants came next, untied then pushed off, he was wearing underwear for once as well, after learning what the leather pants could do to his skin without he actually looked into them.

"Of course I want to swim, We've been drinking, it's beautiful so lets do something dumb." he teased as he stepped out of the pants, all of his scars on display as he moved towards the water.

December 31st

[victoryorvalhalla]

I'm just getting off work, people have been talking today about a holiday. Explain this to me.

December 31st

[luckyescape]

You mean New Years? It marks the end of one year and the beginning of another. Sort of like new beginnings. Usually people make resolutions, like things they want to do next year to better themselves or their lives. People also kiss at midnight. Some hold the superstition that failing to kiss someone ensures a year of loneliness.

How are you able to work without being hung over?

[victoryorvalhalla]

Okay... so its another kind of Yule as well. Interesting, Why a kiss? I mean I dont see a problem with that, Im just curious. What are you doing tonight then?

What do you mean? I am hung over, but I cant just not work.

[luckyescape]

I guess so. I'm not sure, it's just what people do. :/ Imma find out at some point though. It'll bother me until I do.

I'm not doing anything tonight, at least not yet. I figured I'd find something to do or someone to bother. Maybe someone to kiss. Why? You want to do something?

I've skipped work the past few days. I don't know why Rocky hasn't fired me yet.

Day 276 - New Years - Action

[luckyescape]

Freya had gotten Sylvi and then met up with Thorfinn. It was New Years Eve and Freya had wanted to sit somewhere where they'd be able to watch the stars. It was a mountain on Nidus, close enough to everything but far enough away that it felt like they were alone. The hill they were sitting on let me see over most of the buildings, all the taller castles and structures were behind them.

It was fifteen minutes to midnight though Freya would have to ask Thorfinn if they can watch his watch together. She had her phone but had decided not to bring anything else with her. Unlike the other days of Yule, Frey hadn't dressed up. She was wearing a cute dark purple and black tank top and her usual black pants. She still wasn't wearing shoes and she'd occasionally wiggle her toes against the ground to feel the dirt sink between them.

"Thanks for coming out with me tonight Thorfinn. Oh, I think I can see your fathers boat." She pointed to the lake where sure enough, his boat sat. "I actually have been crashing there so thanks for that. I've also been trying to find as many small compartments as possible."

[victoryorvalhalla]

Thorfinn sat quietly at her side the simple pocket watch open in his palm he was horribly facinated with the watch. Staring at it now and then when he wasn't playing fetch with Sylvi. It was a relaxing night and Thorfinn was dressed a black tshirt and the ripped jeans that were definitely a few days worn.

He was sitting beside her watching the hands move whold Sylvi chewed on a stick by his other side.

"Well, fuck you can." He sounded a little amazed. "Don't mention it, I wouldn't have offered if I didn't want you there." He spoke honestly. "There are quite a few to find."

[luckyescape]

"So far I found two." She held up two fingers with a warm smile. A thought worms it's way into her head and she looks down at the watch. The hand ticks in its usual rhythm though Freya swears that time was moving just a little two quickly.

13 minutes.

Her eyes looked over at Sylvi who was currently chewing on a stick with no desire to give it back and have to fetch it again. Freya figured she'll get bored of chewing and want it thrown again soon.

"Hey Thorfinn." She looked down at the watch again.

12 minutes.

Freya didn't remember that minute passing. "So are you going to kiss me at midnight?" She had to ask because she'd already brought it up once before. She tried to keep any emotion from her voice and any indication of what she was thinking from her eyes. To keep the topic light she added a comment to the end of her thought. "If not I guess I'll have to kiss Sylvi."

[victoryorvalhalla]

"Keep looking, when you reach five show me and Ill tell you if your right." Of course showing him she would be right but for him that was a chance to hang out more.

Sylvi didn't care about a thing but her stick at the moment. Thorfinn however looked up from the watch when she asked the question. Turning pink right up to his ears.

"I had planned on it. You said it is tradition. Who am I to not...besides." He added a touch lower. "I want to, again." He hoped silently that she would say she remembered if not he had explaining to do.

New Years Day: Day 277 AKA Waking up to hell

[luckyescape]

The night had been perfect. Her, Thorfinn and Slyvi had snuggled up to go to sleep beneath the shining stars. As Freya woke the world seemed subdued. It was as if the sun was less bright, the colors less vivid and the smells and sounds muted. She shook her head and pressed her palm to her eyes to push away the sleeping. Thinking it was the fuzzy vale of sleep.

Her movements were slow, not wanting to wake the other two and yet, she couldn't fight or rid herself of the strange feeling. She reached out towards the earth but felt nothing but dirt beneath her fingertips. Her heart jumped in her throat and she sat upright very suddenly. She wasn't paying attention to Thorfinn or Sylvi.

Freya looked at her hands and then reached, she reached for that instinct inside of her, the part of her that guided her, protected her. It was the wolf, a part of her soul that was wild and free. It was still there, she could feel it but she couldn't grasp it. The air bit at her skin and for the first time she felt cold.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." She tried to shift, not caring about her clothes or anything else but nothing happened. She stretched and felt herself reach but there was nothing. Her fingers dug into the sides of her head as she tried to recall the world as it was. The sights, the sounds and everything that she'd seen. It was all gone. She felt as if she was losing the use of her senses while the comforting guidance force she once had was gone. "What's happening." Freya was sitting up, her knees pulled to her chest with her face in her hand. She kept fighting, kept trying to feel but there was nothing but panic to greet her. She had completely forgot that Sylvi and Thorfinn were there, that was until they moved.

[victoryorvalhalla]

When she sat up quickly, Sylvi who was draped across both their chests, being bigger these days was jolted fully onto Thorfinn and her nails dug into him from where part of his shirt had ridde up. His eyes snapping open at the movement hands flying for his knives before the world caught up. It was just another morning for him, another nice one waking up beside her. Usually he wandered home in the early am so not to worry those at the Roadhouse. Seeing Freya's back he smiled letting go of the knife.

The night hadn't been a cruel dream. Then her canting words hit him, shit something was wrong. He pushed himself to sit up, all other needs of his body forgotten in that moment as his hands reached out for her shoulders. "What is wrong, Freya?" He asked quietly aiming to not spook her. "What happened?" He hoped it wasn't him being there, but he was a selfish pessimist.

[luckyescape]

Freya looked over at Thorfinn and for the first time he’d see terror in her eyes. It wasn’t just fear; it was a root that twisted around her heart and soul and refused to let her free. "I can’t feel it. Thorfinn." She felt like she’d choke on her words, even her voice sounded far away, distant, as if it belonged to someone else. "I can’t do anything. I can’t shift. I’m not…"

She felt her heart pounding in her chest and began to shake her head. "No, this can’t be happening." She wanted to push away from him but she didn’t feel as if she had the strength. Her limbs felt awkward when they moved and everything felt slower. She leaned against him, pressing her face to his chest. She wouldn’t cry, she was to shaken to do more but repeat herself.

"I can’t shift. It’s gone, it’s all gone." She couldn’t believe it.

Picture/Text - two hours after leaving.

[victoryorvalhalla]

I didn't mean to upset you this morning.

Picture/Text

[luckyescape]

I'm over it.
Did you take that picture? If so where? Because I might not believe you.



Sylvi says hi.

Picture/Text

[victoryorvalhalla]

Are you sure? I dont even really know what I did, just that I did something.

No, I took a picture of a picture in a book... it looked like something you might like.

Give her love for me, I miss her but she doesnt need to be here at the smith with me.