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 Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 2:48 am
There was little else for Kettil to do just then as he flopped over onto the bed in the room, his body was a bit sprawled out as if he owned the entire space of it. Sure he shared it with Freya but right now the space was all his and she couldn't take that away from him.
No one could. Right now he was trying to piece things together in his head, bit by bit trying to make sense of everything that was currently roaming around in there.
He felt so full of thought he wasn't sure how to contain it all. Quietly his body shifted and he curled up on his side as if to try and shift all of the thoughts into one side of his skull to try and prompt it to come together like a ball of dough. It seemed to only make them more jumbled up and strange, and it wasn't as if he felt any form of regret or sorrow.
They were just thoughts and they were all in his head trying to piece themselves together in a pattern that would make sense.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 3:30 am
She didn't know when the decision had been made. All she knew was that she was at the point where she never wanted to keep anything from Kettil, no matter what it was. So she stopped brooding in her room for the day, and headed over to his. It was so nice to be this close, even when they shared separate rooms; which was hardly never, anymore. The reaper dorms were still the lively arena it had always been.
But she was just a little less lively today. Solemn, but determined. And most of all, hopeful.
"Knock, knock." It was the first time she'd actually knocked on his door instead of just walking in, in ages. She found it kind of funny.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 3:33 am
Kettil sat up in his bed a bit, "Uh, come on in?" He sounded uncertain mostly because she did rarely knock. At all. There was no need for her to knock. It didn't matter if she wandered in and he was indecent - she'd seen him in worse undress.
The boil scooted off the bed and headed for the door just in case she didn't open it on her own.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 3:40 am
She did open it on her own, skipping in and closing the door behind her. She was all smiles, for the moment, greeting him as brightly as ever. "Hallo, Hooter~" She sing-songed, waving him back to wherever; and whatever; he was doing before she interrupted. "I gots tired of being away, so I cames teh hang out. Don't minds me, do whatever yeh were goings teh do."
She immediately went for the mini-fridge, and pulled out a squeezee bottle. She was obsessed with them, lately.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 3:44 am
He sort of tilted his head to one side at her greeting. There was something off about it though he wasn't sure what it was exactly. "Well that's alright. I wasn't really doing anything except sprawling out on the bed and thinking."
It was partially the truth. Other than him not mentioning that he'd shifted to be on his side but that seemed unimportant.
"What are you up to?" Kettil asked as he moved to sit on the edge of his bed.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 3:00 pm
She pulled the plastic bottle out with a pop. "What am I up teh?" She asked, tilting her head. "I'm.. up teh comings here and hanging outs with yeh.. obviously!" She laughed, just a tinge of awkwardness lacing it, and squeezed another squirt of her drink down. Sprawling on the bed sounded like very important work, so she helped him by sitting down on the edge with him, and trying to bump him off.
"What were yeh thinkings about?"
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 5:33 pm
Kettil did the opposite of falling off and instead leaned on her like a brat. "Well you usually don't knock and you're acting a bit weird," he said pointedly with a raised eyebrow. It almost felt awkward. In fact it did feel awkward. It rarely felt awkward around Freya.
"...Not much. I saw Lark," He shrugged his shoulders just plopping the fact on out there for her.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 6:31 pm
Freya fell very still, and let that bit of information ingest. Her awkwardness had been hiding a mood, but the badly placed mask fell away, and she stared down at her hands in thought.
"She's back, hah?" Freya asked, with a very quiet, very calm voice. "How'd that go?"
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 6:35 pm
The boil stared at her now his head then shifted to rest on her shoulder, "...It went well enough. She got to know how I felt, she apologized. We're going to continue being friends and that is it..."
Granted it might be a bit awkward from time to time between him and Lark but he was willing to accept it as it was.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 6:42 pm
"That's good!" Freya seemed far too interested in her hands to do much of anything else, let alone look at him or react to his head on her shoulder. "That's good. Yeh fixed it all up then. Good for yeh." Her fingernails were longer than usual, and she picked at them. "I've been writings teh Tuck and Herryk. Since yeh wanted me teh be safe, I figured this is the best way teh communicates with them." Tit for tat, awkward share for awkward share.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 6:47 pm
There was a longer pause from Kettil as he took in her little bit of information. It wasn't like he expected her to stop and instead what happened was an arm shifted around to grasp her hand as she picked at her fingertips.
He just held it for a while, his thumb quietly brushing over her skin.
"I'm glad you're trying to be safe. If he hurts you emotionally or otherwise...I'm going to <******** kill him," The words plain, firm, and honest with their intent.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 6:55 pm
The calm in her face was cracked by a helpless, giant smile, stretching painfully across her face. She bent her head down and away, trying to hide the reaction, but in the end, she reached out with her free hand and pushed Kettil playfully, right in the chest.
"Ja, well, if Lark hurts yeh, I'll pull her heart out and eats it. And I don't likes teh eats. But I will makes an exception for this." She tried not to say the threat with a smile, but he'd already forced it out of her, and it wasn't going away. Even though she still wanted to talk about things that made her heart hurt. "And which he, hah? Not that it matters. They're not goings teh hurts me. Tuck is a very nice man, he tells me things about his life and about the hunters. And Herryk will make sure he never goes bad. It just means one less bad person for us teh worries about." She lifted her free hand off of his chest, and chewed nervously at her nail. "I wish yeh could meets him, one day. I think yeh'd likes him. I know yeh'd likes him."
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 7:02 pm
Kettil took the push with a small quiet grunt but he seemed unwilling to bend or flop over at least not right now, when he felt like it he was a truly hard to move force. "I think the only way Lar could hurt me at this point is by not bein' my friend anymore. It's harder f'me not to be her friend than it is not to be her boilfriend...Not sure if that makes sense..."
The boil shrugged and fell silent as he listened to Freya again. He simply replied, "Both of them. I'd destroy them both and then I'd come back to hold you until you're better again," it was the same simple response that was honest and held a determined measure to it.
"Maybe one day. It is hard to say unless you drag me to him for a meeting or something. I'd think you'd be dragging me to meet your parents first, though." He shrugged a shoulder.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 7:51 pm
It was so easy to forget very one of her worries, her doubts, her insecurities, when Kettil's voice was in her ear, telling her things she knew she always wanted to hear. Even when they were terrible, kind of homicidal things. Kettil would protect her from everything she was scared of. And she was scared. She trusted Tuck and Herryk, but she knew she was delving deeper into a world that held more trouble than she was ready to manage.
Kettil had chased away her demons and held her until she smiled again so many times, in the past. She never doubted he'd be able to do the same, now.
"I don't thinks I will. I know yeh'd likes him, but I don't thinks it is fair for either of yeh teh be puts in this position. I'm sure it's hard enough for him teh hides the fact that he talks teh me. All he needs is for more of us teh be tryings teh talks teh him.. they'll probably kill him if they found out."
She didn't know who 'they' were, but she knew he was in danger. Just like she was.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 7:58 pm
There was a quiet sound in the back of his throat, one signifying his distaste of the whole situation in general. Especially the fact that he was in danger for just talking to her, "Then he should just leave you alone, problem solved," his tone was flat though tinged with jealousy. He couldn't help it.
He was a brat.
"It isn't like we're going to drag him to our side and enslave him," he tightened his grip on her hand slightly as if to ground himself. He sucked in a deep breath and then let it out, his anger was showing. He wanted to be supportive of her and show that he trusted her judgment.
It probably didn't help that weapon attached to Tuck was an ex-lover of Freya's. It almost felt like they were being haunted.
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