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 Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 10:50 pm
He just sat there for the few moments keeping his face covered. Deep down he wanted to make a biting remark about how he wasn't the first one Freya ran off to for comfort about her and Herryk but he kept it to himself, mostly because he didn't have the heart for it.
Secondly he simply understood that sometimes words spilt out when emotional pain is felt and someone is there to listen.
Kettil sat there for a moment before he scooted closer to her and simply just leaned on her again.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 10:55 pm
The shock wore off when she felt him scoot closer. She wanted to laugh at his ridiculous it all felt. She was just not a very good consoler.. she didn't blame him for going to someone else. But this time, she kept her mouth shut, because angry Kettil is scary Kettil, and she didn't have the heart to deal with that tonight.
So she wrapped her arms around the poor boil again, pulled him into a hug, and sighed.
"Sorry." She muttered, and left it at that. "Maybe eyescreams not strongs enough."
That wasn't what she was apologizing for. But the sentiment was there.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:01 pm
Hands finally moved away from his face as he just let her hug him and he rested his head on her shoulder at her apology he simply gazed up at what he could see of her face and offered her a small smile, "You know we'll be okay," he said with a bit of that old confidence peeking through and after a few moments his arms moved to wrap around Freya in return.
"I ... know you're here to listen to me if I have trouble. I know. Just like I am here for you," he said now a lot calmer. "You had problems of your own, too. I wanted to heal a bit before I came back to hang around you again...I mean how sad is it that I am sitting here crying over how I failed Lark or somethin' while you're trying to figure out your own emotions."
"I realize...It is a lame excuse but...I'm not exactly thinkin' right at the moment either," he sighed a bit.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:08 pm
She did have problems of her own. She rolled her eyes at just how many.
"Is not sads. Don't be ridiculous. This is how yehr supposed to feels at a times like this, right? Besides, focusing on yehr problems helps me forgets mines."
And it was so nice to forget.
She patted his hair gently, brushing through the dreads. So chunky. "Is okay. I'm not thinkings right either. We'll just sits here and things wrong until someone kicks us out or tells us to take a shower because we stinks." That sounded like a good plan.
No it didn't.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:13 pm
Eugh.
He wrinkled his nose at the idea of sitting there, even sad and depressed Kettil didn't really want to just sit there with Freya until they both got smelly and icky. "Nope. Nope. Not doin' it," he said stubbornly as he sat up a bit.
"What we are gonna do is go out and have fun together." He just said as if it was that simple but then again he always had fun with Freya he didn't expect that to change all of the sudden.
"Maybe not today but real soon...?" He said almost sounding hopeful.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:16 pm
"Yeh, yeh," She muttered, snickering as she pushed herself up to her feet once he did. It was time to put away the eyescream, and focus on finishing the remodeling job her sister had begun. Her room was still a warzone of a mess, and she wasn't going to bed until it was livable again.
"Sure. Fun." She didn't know what that word meant anymore. Would anything ever be the same? At the moment, things didn't feel so terrible. But she knew, the moment she thought too hard about it, his face would creep into her thoughts, and-
And there it went.
By the time she was putting the eyescream back in the fridge, and closing the door, her eyes were brimming with tears again. "Damnit." She hissed, cursing at the appliances door.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:19 pm
Her less than enthused response left him a bit disheartened by all accounts. Still as she moved away he just sat there like a lump for a moment watching her and when she hissed a curse under her breath he stood up.
...He didn't know what to do.
What did she want?
His feet seemed to know because the next thing he knew he was standing behind her and his arms wrapped around her and he just clung there like an obnoxious Koala Bear from Hell.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:27 pm
Kettil's arms felt like the perfect home to cry into. The moment they were around her, she turned around and buried herself into his chest once more. It felt right to cry there, just as she'd done before. She didn't know what it meant, but she clung to him for her life support as she'd done countless times before, and just cried.
Hel had made her feel better, for a little bit. She'd toughened her sister. Made her attempt to grow a skin against the pain.
Kettil peeled that skin away and held her raw, his arms a warm and soothing balm against the pain.
Her cries did not ebb, and she just.. let herself feel every crack. Every broken fissure of her heart. She felt them all, without hiding. They carried her to the depths of hell and back, regardless of how weak she already was.
Those feelings were in charge.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:33 pm
He wasn't sure what was going to happen. Maybe she'd flare her wings and get him to back off that way but instead she turned within his arms and there she was in that same position he'd seen her be in with him so many times lately and he just simply held onto her. Kettil's had hand gently moved and pet her hair as he usually did.
Kettil cared deeply for this Valkyrie no matter how messed up he felt inside he still cared for her. No matter how she pouted at him earlier and gotten his anger to flare up just a bit he still forgave her because...
His heart gave an odd twinge and he decided to discard the thought afraid of what it would do to him and possibly her and he simply leaned and kissed the top of her head. He could do this freely now without questioning it or second guessing if it was right or wrong to do so.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:36 pm
When the ebb and flow of her pain began to release her, she lifted her head and rubbed her eyes, making a sound that borderlined on a growl, a whine, and a hissy fit. She started to feel angry at how much she'd been crying on the poor boil. In fact, she was angry at how much she'd been crying, period. Before Amity, she prided herself on never letting anyone see her cry.
Now..
She rubbed the tears off his chest, and let out another frustrated sound. "I hates this feeling." She huffed out. "I never wants teh feels like this again. Ever. Ever."
She was going to become a nun.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:40 pm
He quietly rubbed the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs and a quiet stare at her face, his expression that of a small smile - not because she was crying - but because of her words. Kettil didn't dare promise her anything to her right now he couldn't make her very many promises.
"I ... don't think the future cares what you want or don't want but...I'll still be there for you when you cry and when you laugh," he said softly, it was the only promise he could be certain of.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:45 pm
The future didn't care one bit what she wanted. If it had..
She hated the future. It was such a jerk.
Her lips pouted for a moment as she thought about how much she hated it, but Kettil's reassurance was better than some lie about everything being all right. He didn't try to convince her that she wouldn't feel like this again. He didn't promise her anything he couldn't deliver on himself. She flickered a glance up at him, and saw that little smile. She didn't understand it. How could he smile at a time like this? What did he have to smile about?
A bubble of laughter escaped her, and she slapped her hand over her mouth, startled by the sound. But she couldn't help herself. He made her laugh, and he wasn't even trying.
"Yeh better be." She chuckled out weakly, punching his arm playfully with one fist.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:50 pm
When she laughed he smiled a bit wider. It somehow made him feel better that she laughed. He let out playful, "Ouch!" as if she'd hit him harder than she really did. "Don't beat me so much, Freya, I'm fragile." He pouted a bit at her.
Might as well keep rolling with making her at least a little less miserable.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:51 pm
Her expression turned sarcastic and disbelieving, and she punched his other arm.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:53 pm
He gave her a betrayed look and fell right to the floor, faking death.
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