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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 5:12 am
Kettil had been obedient when pulled away if only because he knew what his parent was capable of if annoyed a little too far. He kept his hands to himself though he almost went after Freya when she was pulled away. Once again Coyote had to stop Kettil and make him stand nearby and watch.
He knew she'd be back and that she loved only him, but it was the humans he didn't trust. The one that was currently had her, really made him uncomfortable for some reason.
There was no way he was letting her go to a mansion without him nearby.
Coyote on the other hand was pretty proud of Freya, she was trying her best to meld in and seemed to think quick on her feet. "See, lookit how natural that was. Ain't ya glad your wifey can do that?"
His thoughts shambled into a stop as he watched her and realized she was taking care of herself without him super nearby. There was a bit of pride welling in Kettil's heart that quickly overtook the jealousy he was feeling. The jealousy that soon disappeared when she held his hand.
Kettil was happy to take the picture, naturally leaning close to Freya. Coyote stood with them and it was soon very evident that the two men were related as they had matching grins.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 5:23 am
Freya fell into the role easier when she knew Kettil was by his side, but it couldn't last forever. Eventually the photographers asked the two men to move aside, as a parade of people started to line up to get pictures with the main model of the show. They were less handsy than the older man with the mansion was, and Freya managed to pose professionally in all of the rest of them. As they snapped, photographers kept asking nosy questions that she answered without thinking. "Your name is Kylie Busetti, is that correct?" The listing had a different woman for the lead - and that woman had never shown up. "Nah, is Freya Brynhildr." Freya announced, holding her hands in her hair as she posed for pictures. She even spelled the name out, and choked on the last r. Why did she just give them her real name? What was she thinking? She was thinking she wanted to use this show on her resume, that's what.."And was that your boyfriend Miss Freya?" The questions were so nosy, and threw her off of her poses. "No, is my husband. And his papa." "Is your husband a model as well?" She flickered her eyes at Kettil, filled with just a little too much affection and lust than they should have been, as she eyed him up and down. "No, but he should be, ja?" The photographers all laughed as if she'd made the funniest joke (which she hadn't) and they complimented her on her sexy accent. It was then that she felt a sudden exhaustion from dealing with people speaking to her as if they knew her, and dropped the poses. "Hokay, no more pictures bye bye!" She waved the throng away, and moved back to Kettil and Coyote's side. "Papa?" She whispered, staring up at Coyote with wide eyes. "Can we goes now?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 5:31 am
Kettil and Coyote stood aside and let her interact as she was supposed to, so far the rouse was going well.
Coyote, however, had to carefully not cringe as she used her actual name for the humans to take note of. That was a bit of an oops. Hopefully an oops that would not lumber back to haunt them. Ever. If it did then they would deal with it as appropriate.
Kettil beamed proudly when he was introduced and then proceeded to blush a little when he was admired by his wife. Yes, she still had that affect on him. It probably won't change any time soon or ever.
When the crowds were finally waved away by Freya and they could talk a bit more freely Coyote responded, "Yeh. I think we can sneak away now, but ... Where are your clothes, ghoulie?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 5:40 am
Oh. Right. She wasn't wearing anything but underwear. She'd actually forgotten. "Umm, they are upstairs in teh rooms they took me in. I goes and change, I meets yeh outside, if they don't stops me, ja?" She looked around furtively, hoping that the crew would leave her be now that she'd done her duty.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 5:43 am
It was hard for Kettil to agree to that but he nodded a little. Coyote just smiled and responded with a nice confident, "We'll be there. We'll come in after you if you aren't out in like ten minutes."
His father's words let Kettil relax a little. Good. They had a plan.
"See you when you get out, TĂșkut," Kettil said with a small grin and he even leaned toward her and stole a kiss. Then it was time for them to go wait outside.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 5:54 am
She leaned in out of pure instinct and answered his kiss with her own, but too soon he was walking away, and she was heading for the back door on her own. She never felt quite right on her own. Her hands wrapped around her arms as she walked up the stairs, and found the changing room empty. Her clothes were scattered on the floor exactly where they'd dropped, and she decided the quicker she got dressed the better. So she left the fancy underwear on, and slapped her dress back on her body. Then the trenchcoat came, which made her look ridiculous now that her wings weren't quite as secured. She ran down the stairs and opened the door that she'd first disappeared into earlier that day, peeking her head through it for Kettil and his father.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 5:58 am
Kettil and Coyote were waiting obediently nearby. Once in a while Kettil'd simply ask, "How long has it been."
Coyote's reply was, "Don't make me turn this thing around and go back home. Just be more patient."
There was a very mature moment of Kettil sticking his tongue out at his parental Unit and Coyote just letting out a bark of laughter. They had almost missed the creak of the door opening. Almost. Kettil had been watching the door like a hawk.
"Over here!" He called out while somehow trying not to be loud about it as he walked more into her field of vision.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 6:23 am
She heard his voice and edged out of the doorway, then ran back into his arms. "Hooter!" She exclaimed, breathing quickly in her excitement and simultaneous fear. "Did yeh sees me up there? Did yeh sees? They says they wants me teh model their new fall line, so I puts it on but it's so teeny, why does teh female humans like teh dress in underwears only, look!" She opened the trenchcoat, and started to pull down her dress. Sorry, dad, Freya has issues understanding appropriateness. "I keeps teh outfit, because I thinks, ach, I gets out faster if I just gets my dress on and goes!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 6:28 am
Kettil caught her up as soon as she was within arms length and held her there. "I saw! It was the most natural thing I ever seen!" Even the floating bit, but that wasn't something to point out.
Coyote just chuckled and pointed his eyes away for a moment as Freya exposed her underthings that she kept.
"...Nice!" Kettil rewarded her with a big grin and a kiss right on the forehead. "We better go before they come out and steal you away from me again, then!" Kettil began to move forward with at least one arm still around his wife.
"You did good, ghoulie. They don't seem to suspect anything weird," Coyote observed as he followed along.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 6:32 am
Freya beamed with pride when Kettil told her that she looked natural on stage, but when Coyote complimented her as well, her smile disappeared into something more befitting of awe. She stared up at him as they walked, and her eyes filled with tears. She was filled with such pride, that it made her want to cry. So she did. She leaned heavily on Kettil as they walked back to the apartment, because she couldn't see much through those big, glistening tears of joy.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2015 6:40 am
Kettil let her cry with some amusement. These were tears he could handle. Tears where she was happy and felt something good about her life, even if it was from something chaotic and unplanned. He held on to her as if he was afraid she was going to disappear again all the way back to the apartment.
Coyote for his part just followed along and made light conversation. He helped them get ready to go back home, to make sure they left everything as they had found it. It wasn't until they made it safely back home that the older Reaper had made his report to those that needed it.
The need to be honest was paramount of course, but Coyote made sure to mention how well the pair adapted and left it at that.
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