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 Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 5:36 pm
"Haha, Hey, it might actually work." Mot said with a chuckle. That's right. he wasn't scared of training. MIND BLOWN.
Hel was okay? Well, if she said so. She didn't seem to be lying, as far as he could tell. Luckily she was usually not too far if he felt the need to dig deeper.
"Hi, guys." Mot called back, cranking his neck back to face the towering Herryk.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 5:55 pm
Herryk's brows twitched before he sent a slow glance in Freya's direction.
"Herryk was told that he would be sleeping here, as well," the draugr grunted, narrowing his eyes at Mot and Hel, "because Herryk was also told that the sisters would all be upstairs."
Pulling his pack off of his shoulder, Herryk peered between Hel and Freya.
"So ah... where is Herryk sleeping, then?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 6:01 pm
"Ahaha. Ahahahaha. Haha." Freya gave her sister a sweet, but sarcastic smile. "Herryk IS sleeping here. Right.." She got up out of her chair, tugged Herryk down, and dumped him in the chair. "Here."
Cockblock'd.
Of course, she immediately dropped down on him, but that was simply because that was her chair a minute ago, and would still be her chair until she went to bed. She wouldn't be leaving her sister alone to sleep with Mot. Ohhh no.
The sweet smile only widened.
"I don't wants Herryk sleepings upstairs with our sisters, crumpet. He will wake up naked and we will has to ask him where on the doll they touched him."
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 7:25 pm
Wait…did…Mot just agreed to more training!? Hel stared at him wide eyed for a moment, obviously very surprised, until she just rolled her shoulders at Herryk. She didn’t know where he was sleeping, but really, he could have her bed!
Freya though…mocking her like that.
Hel sent an annoyed glare at her sister, and then looked back at Herryk. “I don’t think she loves you, friend, since she doesn’t want you near her while she sleeps.”
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 7:31 pm
Herryk looked genuinely hurt. His mouth turned down at the corners as he cleared his throat. Yes, he was certain that Hel was trying to get at her sister but still... it stung.
It stung a lot, even though he knew it wasn't even remotely close to the truth.
"Herryk will sleep in Hel's bed," he grunted, "or maybe outside."
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 7:57 pm
Freya was looking at Hel when she gave her the snarky comment, and her mouth opened to bark right back at her sister, when she felt Herryk shuffle underneath her. Her mouth snapped closed, and she turned around to look at him.
Was he.. upset? That she didn't want to sleep down here with him?
She just couldn't win.
"Baby boil," She whispered, prodding him in the chest. "She's teasings yeh. Yeh remember what I just said to yeh outside, hmm? Or was it really so easy to forget?"
She snuggled her face into his chest, and then stuck her tongue out at her sister.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 8:00 pm
Freya did have a point. A very good, awesome, beautiful point.
"Yes," he mumbled, though his voice rose after he spoke that initial word.
"FREYA DID JUST TELL HERRYK THAT FREYA LOVED HIM."
Okay, maybe it rose a little too loudly. Herryk only looked slightly mortified.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 8:16 pm
Actually, she was just teasing, purely to get back at Freya, but as Freya said something to Herryk that sounded mighty suspicious, her brow rose. Just said outside? She didn’t have to ponder for too long though…since Herryk just shouted it.
Hel’s expression looked like she had been delivered a surprise gut punch.
The other Brynhildr sisters gave a lamented cry that rang out throughout the entire cottage.
Freya told Herryk she loved him!? No.
No…absolutely not. Not her Freya. Not her older sister who pushed her face into the dirt on more than one occasion as she told her how stupid the whole concept and notion of it was. But…there she was, snuggling with him too….oh…gross. Hel’s lips curled, baring her teeth at the older Brynhildr sister.
“Hypocrite.” She spat, immediately pushing herself up from her bed roll, and shot a quick glance at Mot. “Come, Mot. We’re moving to the other den.” The ghoul collected her bed roll, pillows, and blankets into her arms, and then finally her bag, shooting another dirty look at Freya. “Herryk and the hypocrite can sleep wherever they like, but it will not be mama’s den, for that is ours.” The ghoul waited until Mot had collected his things, and then marched off down to the other end of the cottage where Valdis’ den was, and upon arrival, immediately tossed her bed roll, pillows and blankets in front of the fire place there.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 8:24 pm
The declaration of love had Mot double taking as well. It was mighty awkward, and had the reaper turning his head and scratching his cheek. Goodness, that was quite a strong feeling they had for one another. Mot wondered what it must be like for a short moment, then quickly dismissed it, as it made his stomach turn.
Hel's sudden switch in mood had Mot baffled and uneasy. Not wanting to keep the little lady waiting, he quietly gathered his things. He let Hel go first, turning to the cuddly couple on the chair. "Uh.. good evening to you both." He said with a bow, and hurried after Hel.
Secretly he imagined each Den to be secret hideouts that both pairs of teens ruled over. Pillow fights were involved.
Mot dropped his things nearby Hel's, raising a brow at her. "Are you okay?" He paused. "And be honest. It's just me, alright?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 8:42 pm
Once Mot had made it into the den, Hel stomped over to the door way, and leaned out of it. “Big fat LIAR! Your bloomers will COMBUST, FREYA!” Hel then slammed the door shut and stomped on over to the fireplace, where the embers were still glowing from where there had been a fire earlier. The reaper reached into the nearby pile of logs and tossed a few on there, grabbing the fire poker as she let out a huff.
Hel paused at Mot’s words, and luckily with her back to him at the moment, he couldn’t see the conflicting look on her face. The one where she just wanted to frazzle out and really, tell him everything. But no. Everything would not happen. The ghoul’s shoulders slumped as she poked at the logs a bit with the fire poker. She looked back at him after a moment over her shoulder, frowning. “…Just upset at her.” Her brows furrowed. “…Freya and I we fought about that subject for many, many years. I can not tell you the number of times I have consumed dirt as she harp at me that it was stupid and unrealistic.” Hel huffed again. “So to say that she’s feeling that way now…” Once the fire got going, she put the poker back, and then came back over to flop stomach down on her bed roll. “She’s a hypocrite. A hypocrite who wasn’t even looking for it, but got it first.”
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 8:46 pm
Freya's smile fell and her eyes widened to saucers when he YELLED IT OH GODS NO. NO. HERRYK WHY. Her hands launched at him, as if covering his mouth could somehow take the words back, but as soon as she heard her sister's voice she winced and dropped her hands.
"Hel-" What? What could she say to explain herself right now? What possible thing could she even "Hel, wait-" She scrambled out of Herryk's lap, trying to stop her sister as she collected all of her stuff, and stopped when her sister stormed out of the room.
She gave Mot an apologetic look, before slapping her forehead and walking back to curl into a tiny little ball in Herryk's lap.
"Well. One good thing comes from this." She whispered, putting her hair in her mouth and chewing on it even as she kept talking. "Now I'm not leavings yeh alones down here."
She looked so very guilty. Her eyes were sallowed, and thoughtful - she had no idea how she was going to even begin to explain this to her sister. She was a hypocrite.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 9:46 pm
Mot watched her carefully as she yelled back at her sister, slammed the door and prodded the warm fire. Patiently, he waited until she spoke on her own, venting what must be an issue he knew nothing of. Subject... love?
He watched as she flopped down dejectedly, her next words taking a while for Mot to process. The problem was Love, something about it that had Hel saying Freya was a hypocrite.. then saying Freya obtained that which she ever even looked for, but got before Hel?
He was coming to his own conclusions, sitting down beside Hel's flopped over form. He looked down at her back quietly, hesitantly, he reached out a hand and laid it on her back. Was Hel looking for love? And was it because Freya found it first that made her upset?
Mot had never gone looking for love, and didn't know what it was like. Sure, he fancied Lizzy, but that wasn't love. At least, he didn't think so.
Mot rubbed Hel's back softly, hoping it might make her feel better. He wanted her to know that talking to him was okay, that he wouldn't judge. She could be open with him, that's what he wanted.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 10:11 pm
Hel honestly wasn’t sure what Mot would say in regards to that outburst that was a bit on the revealing side, but she was frustrated, and he was being rather patient, so the words had come out when they did. For right now…they seemed to fall into a silence, and the reaper wasn’t sure if that was a good or a bad thing. Was he silent because he was fighting the urge to laugh at her? Was he silent because he didn’t want to get involved with this topic? Actions spoke louder than words, though, huh?
She was aware that he had moved to sit next to her, but the youngest valkyrie froze when she first felt a hand on the small of her back, a warm, long fingered hand, just resting there for the moment. He was…comforting her? The reaper relaxed after that, especially when he started to rub her back soothingly. She was left with the most profound feeling. She was touched by his action. Genuinely awed and touched by it. Such a simple gesture it was in this family, but it meant so much more coming from Mot. She felt encouraged to keep going.
“…I’ll get over it. It will be fine with her tomorrow…it’s just…well…it’s disappointing, that she preached something to me for so long…and then went and jumped head first into the complete opposite. I’ll be happy for her eventually, but not right now.”
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 10:19 pm
Mot kept his eyes on the back of Hel's head, continuing to rub the small of her back as it seemed to be helping her, if only a little.
"It's alright if you're upset, or disappointed." Mot explained softly. "You're allowed to be. Right now, be as upset as you want. It's just me here, after all." Mot's voice was kept soft, and even, trying to be comforting. "And then when you feel you're done, we'll both get some sleep, hm?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 6:37 am
Eventually, Hel turned her head to the side, so that she could look up at him from the corner of her eye. Her expression was twisted between an awed and uncertain one. It was…different, to be comforted by someone who wasn’t her sister. Someone who had their own little special in the valkyrie’s heart.
A frown pulled at her lips, and Hel closed her eyes as she focused on the hand on her back, and how soothing it was. The reaper let out a deep sigh, letting herself mull over what had just transpired in the other den for a bit. Being told she was allowed to be upset and disappointed…that was rather soothing in its own way as well. After a bit, Hel smiled lightly as she looked back up at the grim reaper. “Thank you, Mot.” The youngest valkryied uttered gratefully. She paused, “I…heh…thank you.” She smiled a bit more. “…Suppose we should get some sleep now, huh? Or else we’ll be dead on our feet tomorrow.”
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