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 Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:08 am
Herryk quickly finished settling his poofs before making his way to the last free chair in the room. Snorri immediately leapt from the chair he occupied to Herryk's, settling himself in the draugr's lap. It wasn't long before snores were rising from the woehound. Herryk rubbed between Snorri's ears as he pondered this new information. The bitter bite of jealousy nipped at the back of Herryk's mind.
It didn't matter that Freya had been in a relationship with this Thor. What mattered now was that she belonged to Herryk now. He had to force himself to remember that fact.
"Hel, that does not seem quite possible. In the mirror room, Freya seemed very upset at Thor -- at Herryk." It was quite confusing to the draugr, and it didn't dawn on him that the relationship between Freya and Thor hadn't ended well.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:20 am
The reaper rolled her shoulders as her lips twisted a bit.
“Ah yes…I know, friend….I’m getting there!” Hel reminded gently. She took another moment to collect her thoughts. “...They were together for a long time, yes? Freya felt very much in love with him…and she was sure he felt the same for her…but eventually, things took a turn. Soon Thor wanted ah…” Here Hel looked a bit sheepish, her lips pursing as she thought about how she should describe this. “…Thor wanted…” Sorry Herryk, she was about to throw you under the carriage to make her point. “Thor wanted…what you and my sister would have had if I hadn’t walked in on you two that day, understood?” Hel gave a small nod of her head, clearing her throat before moving on.
“…But Freya said no. He begged and pleaded, he told her pretty things and dreams and desires…he told her all he’d do for her if he could just have her that way….but my sister said no.” Hel gave a firm nod of her head, because she was proud of her sister for that…but then her expression turned solemn. “…So then he left her. For our eldest sister. It’s they’re wedding we’re attending.”
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 10:32 am
Herryk's expression slowly changed as Hel continued speaking. If he could have blushed, his face would have been glowing as bright as the pumpkin sun. From there he looked a little sick to his stomach before his expression changed to self-disgust. He nodded when Hel asked if he understood. Oh, he understood.
He understood very well.
"It makes sense now, why Freya does not want to go to this wedding." It also made sense why Freya had been acting so very hostile at him throughout the mirror room. She could not be blamed for this as far as Herryk was concerned. Did she see Thor when she looked at him, especially after the way he'd acted in the cafe they'd visited?
The thought made Herryk furious with himself.
"Herryk will get to meet Thor, then?" He certainly hoped so. Herryk wanted to meet the idiot who had walked away from Freya simply because she did not want to give him the sex and intimates.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 11:19 am
The reaper just nodded her head with a grimace.
“…It’s…just a giant slap in the face…on purpose…it is how our eldest sister uh…works…” Hel rubbed the back of her neck. “…She allowed us to invite guests…not because she is generous, no…she wanted us to bring guests for that she can embarrass us in front of them.” Hel chuckled dryly. “…That is also why Freya did not want to invite anyone but…but it is my hope that you and Mot will be strong and endure with us.” She offered a small smile to Herryk. “…I think…I hope…my sister will appreciate you being there…even if she doesn’t seem like it at first.”
She gave a small nod. “Ah…yes…you will…but ah…as much as you may not want to hear it, friend…dealing with Thor and Sif…it’s just best to politely ignore them…they thrive on reactions.”
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 11:39 am
Herryk snorted loudly.
"Hel, let Herryk assure you. Nothing Sif does will change the way Herryk feels about Freya." It took him a moment to realize what he'd said. Gods, please don't let her ask about that topic. "And uh.. Hel." Yeah, smooth cover-up there, big guy. He cleared his throat loudly, looking sheepish.
"Herryk will try to be on his best behavior there, Hel. He promises, for Hel and for Freya." He smiled at the younger valkyrie. "Do not worry about Freya being upset. Herryk understands why Freya will be upset, and he is not worried." Well, he wasn't TOO worried, anyway.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 8:23 am
Hel blinked, and then laughed at Herryk’s cover up.
She waved a hand at him dismissively. “Ah, it’s alright friend. My sister can have all your concern and worry. She’s going to need it…Sif likes to torment her especially.” The reaper sighed and rolled her shoulders. The ghoul smiled a bit at Herryk in return, touched by his promise in regards to her sister. “Truly friend, I thank you. I couldn’t have picked a better being to extend this invitation to.” The ghoul paused, tapping her chin in thought. “…This is a big thing I am asking of you…so if you have a few more questions, I will be happy to try and answer them!”
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 9:13 am
At Hel's offer to answer more questions about Freya... well, it was almost as if he'd been graced with a most treasured prize. The holy grail, so to speak. A broad grin slowly spread over his face.
"Herryk wants to know everything about Freya. Herryk ... he wants to be the very best boilfriend." He shook his head, mentally backtracking. "Herryk asked Freya to be his ghoulfriend during the field trip and Freya said yes. It has been.. very strange, how fast things have moved. There is something about Freya that ah..." Herryk waved a hand next to his head, looking slightly frustrated.
"Herryk does not remember much about anything in the past. Herryk just ... woke up one day. There is something about Freya, though, that reminds Herryk of something. Someone, maybe." He shook his head, looking helpless. "It feels right, Hel, when Herryk is around Freya. Like maybe memories might come back? They are so close that Herryk feels like he can reach out and grab them." He didn't know why he felt the urge to explain the rapid succession of events that had led up to Herryk asking Freya to be his.
Looking sheepish, Herryk sighed. "Tell Herryk of Freya's favorite things?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 6:31 pm
The reaper listened to Herryk speak about being boilfriend and ghoulfrield with her sister. Her sister. Freya.
It was very surreal.
Hel couldn’t count the number of times she and Freya would argue over the topic of meaningful relationships and love…how many drag out throw down brawls they got entangled in over that topic. Yet here her sister was…here with a boilfriend…after all the matters with Thor…all the talks of how it would never ever happen again. It was. The way Herryk talked about her sister too…the way it just felt right. Hel was envious. Never not envious of her older sister. Would someone talk about her like this one day? She…highly doubted it.
The reaper sighed….and then immediately perked back up, lest Herryk think she was sighing over something he said. “Her favorite things?” She easily started, giving a thoughtful hum. “…Well…my sister loves to shop, yes? She loves shoes especially…she had enough pairs for each of my sisters two times over…” The ghoul chuckled. “…She also enjoys wrestling as well..and oh…hiking! We go for walks often…very enjoyable…she also loves uh…graphs…you know…like that…one she made at the Haunted House…”
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 7:04 pm
Ghouls.
"Shoes? Shopping?" Neither of these things sounded fun. "Wrestling... Herryk likes wrestling. And hiking." Okay, these were things that he could deal with. These were things that Herryk could manage.
But speaking of shopping...
"What should Herryk bring to this wedding, Hel?" He gestured at his clothes, a sour look on his face. "Herryk does not know if these would be acceptable, or if Herryk should buy a... buy a..." Ugh. "A suit-and-tie?" Herryk had no idea who he would even ask to help him buy a suit and tie. Maybe Calder would know.
"What will Mot be wearing? Perhaps Herryk should ask Mot to go shopping with him?" He wasn't entirely sure how Mot would feel about going shopping with someone he hardly knew, but...
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 8:56 pm
Hel could sympathize with Herryk. She really could. The reaper gave a shrug. “ I am not fond of either of those either, friend.” Shoes and shopping. Ugh. Complete opposite of her sister in that aspect. The ghoul blinked when questioned about attire. “ Uh…usually, at a valkyrie wedding…warriors wear their full armor…and the wives wear their best dresses and flower circlets…” She made a face at the suit and tie question. “ Uh…Mot? I…have no idea, actually.” The reaper’s brows furrowed as she dug through her apron for her phone, which she just happened to have on her today. She flipped it open and texted Mot. Hel Text I forgot to ask, what are you wearing to the wedding? Mot Text Oh.. I haven’t thought about it. Should I be wearing something fancy? Hel Text Usually at a valkyrie wedding, the men-folk wear their best tunics and armor. women-folk wear their best dresses and flower circlets. So, whatever is the best for you. Mot Text .....oh. um. okay. probably a nicer vest and shirt with proper slacks? " Ah…alright! Mot is going to wear a nice vest, shirt and slacks…” So that answered that question…hmmm. Oh! Hel had something else she wanted to ask Mot. Hel Text Works for me! Can I do your hair too? Hel Text I am grinning from ear to ear! Indeed she was, as she stared at her phone screen. Hel Text Okay, thank you! I will talk to you later. Mot Text Looking forward to it. See you Hel flipped her phone shut and pocketed it back into her apron. “ Ah, no shopping trips I suppose…just…bring your best loin cloth, friend…your paldrons…just the nicest articles of the clothing you have now, alright?”
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 11:00 pm
Herryk watched Hel tap away on her phone. While Herryk had a laptop, he'd yet to find a reason to get a phone, but after watching Hel interact with Mot on her phone... well, Herryk wanted one. He wanted one real bad.
Clearing his throat, Herryk nodded.
"Herryk will wear his best clothes. Ahh... Herryk does not want to embarrass Hel or Freya." He cleared his throat. Okay, now he was getting nervous.
"Is... well, will Hel's parents be there?" Dumb question, but he needed to know so he could mentally prepare himself. It was kind of terrifying. Not only would Freya likely be angry at him, but he'd also have to deal with parents.
What was he getting himself into?
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 10:05 am
The reaper gave Herryk a reassuring smile. “I know you will be on your best behavior and appearance, friend!” Embarrassment…that was probably going to happen to them all, honestly…this was Sif’s wedding after all.
“Uh…” Hel blinked when the draugr asked about her parents. She looked a bit uncertain because it struck her as an odd question. Of course they’d be there… “Um…yes…mama, papa…all of my sisters…friends and comrades of my parents, aunts, uncles, cousins…and then Thor’s side of his family as well of course…” This probably was not helping out Herryk’s confidence and nerves at all. “Ah…but at our home, it will just be you, Freya, Mot, myself, all my sisters, my parents…and Thor every one in a while…” Hel grimaced.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 12:33 pm
Herryk rubbed his face with his hand, exhaling loudly against his palm.
"This is not going to be very good times, is it, Hel?" It was a rhetorical question, really. He already knew the answer. He didn't like the answer, either. The only good thing that could come out of this would be spending time with Freya, and even that wasn't guaranteed.
Straightening in his chair, Herryk ran his fingers through his hair. Suddenly he was feeling very pressured. Nervous. Stressed.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 6:56 am
Hel looked like she wanted to protest that statement, she really did.
She opened her mouth, and then closed it, but then tried again. “Ah…I…well…I hope we are able to…make the best of it?” She offered lamely. Hel frowned as Herryk showed signs of his stress and nervousness. “…Ah…I truly am sorry to put this on your shoulders friend…” The reaper rubbed the back of her neck, staring down at her knees. “…I…I just wanted to try and help my sister out.” It seems like it was backfiring.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 7:13 am
Herryk immediately felt bad for making the little valkyrie even the slightest bit upset. He leaned forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his knees, and earnestly smiled at Hel.
"Herryk appreciates Hel's help. Please, do not worry. This will all work out, Hel." He wasn't entirely sure how it would work out, he only knew that it would. Well, he hoped it would. Herryk wasn't entirely convinced that this wasn't going to be a complete nightmare. At the very least, he would be able to learn more about Mot and Hel, more about Freya's family and in doing so, more about Freya herself.
Slapping his palms against his knees, Herryk grinned at the ghoul.
"Ahh, if all else fails it will be nice to take some time to get away from the school considering recent events, hmm?"
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