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 Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 3:28 pm
"ENNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDZZEELLAAA!" Kettil's outcry was heartbroken and bloodcurdling to say the least, as he jerked awake suddenly reaching for something that only he could see for a brief seconds while still within the haze of dream world and waking world.
He was covered in sweat and his skin had taken on a bit of a paled pallor as he tried to gather his breath as well as his wits.
It was that dream again but this time it wasn't the same. She hissed and spat at him and told him she hated him. Despite the quiet feeling of resolve that had come from it there was now nightmares to contend with due to the images now stuck in the subconscious. The fact that she wasn't 'back' yet in a sense was worrying him again and so the wonderful dream turned into ammunition for horrible nightmares.
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Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 6:39 pm
Freya was a heavy enough sleeper that all of Kettil's movements before the scream hadn't woken her, but that cry was loud and painful enough to get her bolting up, throwing the covers off of her body and screaming in response. When she was awake enough to realize Kettil had been having a nightmare, she flopped back down on the bed and took a few deep breathes to calm her fluttering heart, before wrapping her arms up around him and pulling him into them.
"Baby, shhh, yehr okays now. I'm right here, shhh, I'm right here."
It took her a minute, but she finally remembered what he'd actually been yelling, and her heart clenched with sadness. The owl was still missing, then.. and she'd so hoped this trip would change things for the better. She missed her, too.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:47 am
She might as well have been hugging onto a rock at first. Kettil was tense every muscle was locked up with stress delivered to him by a bad vision within his dreams. He wanted to cry but he didn't have the tears yet. After a few moments he relaxed just enough to where he wasn't just rigidly laying there in her arms and he just leaned his head on her shoulder.
"I am doing something wrong. She hates me," he said softly to her in sulky tone. Kettil felt pouty because he hardly ever had bad dreams and now this.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:50 pm
"She does not hates yeh." Freya murmured softly, settling her chin on top of his hair as he leaned into her. "I don't knows whats going on, but I knows that. Yeh just.." Just what? She had no experience with familiars - she didn't understand how to fix the situation. She was useless, for him; utterly useless.
All she could do was be there to hold him, but if their situations had been reversed, she knew he'd have thought of something. Her inadequacy glared her in the face, and she sighed. "I'm so sorry, Hooter." She whispered into his hair. "I miss her, I wish there was some way teh tells her how much we both needs her teh comes back teh us. I know she'd listen."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:57 pm
He let out a small sound but he didn't confirm or deny anything she said. Kettil couldn't quite place a finger on why or how this had happened. Just that it did. If he had known her thoughts he would have reassured her.
"Sometimes I feel like I could summon her back but it feels like I have to pull at every bit of my fear to do it," he said quietly. He wasn't sure he had the strength for it. Kettil frowned slightly, "Maybe she isn't the problem. Maybe I'm broke."
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 12:02 am
Pull at every bit of his fear..? "Yeh should duu it." Freya didn't hesitate for a minute. She slid her hand under his chin and against his cheek, pulling him up to look at her. "Screechie, yeh can duu it. Yehr the strongest, most determined boil I've ever met in my life. And if all yeh needs is more fear.. use mine." Her eyes opened at the sudden revelation of usefulness. "Ohh, yes. Just pull from my Fear when yehrs isn't enough. Oh, please, please try. I'll gives yeh everything I have."
Her hands shook with excitement. If giving of herself was all it took.. she knew he could succeed. And she would feel like she'd helped!
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 12:06 am
He paused a little staring at her. She was offering her fear as well? Would that even work? Kettil wasn't sure. He didn't know how this would work at all. His face showed uncertainty but not doubt.
"But Freya..." He said quietly he moved to sit up now his hands reached to grasp hers. How would he... How could he?
"If it'll work. Are you sure. I ... What if it hurts you?" He was more concerned about her than anything.
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 12:38 am
"I DON'T CARES!" Freya screamed happily, throwing her hands up in the air before cuddling him with a vicious hug. "I wants teh tries! Please! I know this is goings teh work, Hooter. I can feels it in my heart!"
She beat her fist against her chest, just a touch too hard, and winced at the feeling.
"Ow.."
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 12:43 am
Her happiness and excitement were certainly catching. He took her hand that had beat her chest and kissed the knuckles, "Fair enough. Just don't beat yourself up in the process," he grinned lightly.
Kettil would try anything once. Maybe even twice as long as Freya was there to at the very least support him, if not help him.
There was a pause, "So..How ...?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 12:51 am
How? Freya looked absolutely clueless. "Uhhh.." She shrugged softly. "Well I don't knows. I mean, yeh said yeh feels like yeh could get her, if yeh just has more Fear.." Her eyebrows perked at an idea, and she put her hand out, summoning her weapon. She placed the flat edge of the blade against Kettil's back. "If yeh needs it, I will tries teh.. like.. sends it through here teh yeh. Okays?"
It sounded possible on paper..
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 1:05 am
It was a case of blind leading the blind. Maybe just her being there to cheer him on would help. Maybe what she suggested and was currently doing would help. He felt the weapon leaning against his back, Kettil felt the weight and in a sense it was uncomfortable.
It was part of Freya who was his but this weapon? It was not his. Every ounce of his body made him startlingly aware of it.
Still he supposed there were worse reactions? He didn't really focus on it, doing so required too much thinking about things that didn't pertain to the matter at hand. He closed his eyes and he took a moment to focus and attempted to pull in fear. Kettil never called her name and he never recited any odd chants - it never felt right to. Endzela came and went like the silent flakes of snow that were her namesake. There was an odd but familiar trickle against his flesh, a quiet swish of air, and a shadow passed over.
Then suddenly there was a crash-landing of a much bigger Endzela right onto Kettil's lap.
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 1:08 am
Freya didn't know what she was doing. She just kept herself open in case Kettil started draining her, or needed her to do some kind of psychic weirdo voodoo-
And then Endy was on his lap.
"YEH DID IT!" Freya screamed, de-summoning her weapon instantly and climbing up over Kettil's back to see the owl she'd missed so desperat-
"Oh gods, Hooter, yeh summoned the wrong owl!!!" Had this one EATEN ENDY!!???
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 1:13 am
Kettil's arms had wrapped around the bird as soon as she appeared and his eyes were wide as saucers, and maybe a couple of tears were dripping out as well.
Shut up. They were manly tears. Manly tears of joy.
Endzela tilted her head to stare at Kettil and then she looked to Freya, "Of course it is me," she laughed as if the ghoul was suggesting something ridiculous. "I've been waiting for DAYS now for him to be able to summon me." Endzela tsked.
Kettil rolled his eyes as he wiped at some of his tears, "You've grown...A lot."
Endzela narrowed her gaze at the boil. Did he just call her fat?
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 1:26 am
That WAS Endzela?
Freya peeked back over Kettil's shoulders, hanging off of him as she stared at the beautiful, giant bird in wonder. That voice... those snarky comments.. it really was her! Freya's eyes brimmed and then shed big, messy tears, and she sobbed loudly, holding her arms out despite still hanging off of Kettil's arms.
"MYYY ENNNNDDYYYYYY." She cried out in the midst of her sobs. "I MISSED YEH SO MUCHHHHHHHHHHHHH ACHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 1:31 am
Endzela was glad to switch from the Reaper who called her fat to the one that truly loved her. Like Freya. Well, more like move closer so Freya could pet her and love her and pay a lot of attention to her more easily. The Owl certainly didn't mind being doted on, "I missed you too~," she cooed back.
Kettil laughed a bit, "Still sour at me?"
"I forgave you by the end of that day. I just needed to rest a while." She replied primly.
"...You're such a mean bird sometimes, Lala." Kettil sighed deeply.
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