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 Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 8:08 pm
In Hel’s room cleaning journey (which was finished, thank you very much) she had collected a box of Freya’s s**t. That meant things Freya had accidentally left in Hel’s room during her many visits here prior to cleaning. Eager to be rid of the box (because there was a pair of Freya’s undies in it, and she really didn’t want to know), the reaper slid out into the hall carrying the dumb thing. She made the few short steps to her sister’s room, raised a fist, and then knocked. Yeah, because Hel could be polite and wait and knock. It happened sometimes.
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 9:01 pm
Freya did not expect to see her sister today. She didn't expect to see anyone - the moment Hel knocked, she was already in the process of opening her door, heading out for Kettil's room, where she all but lived nowadays. In fact, her room was really bare - no food, a fully made bed, and no mess on the floor. It was disconcerting how unlived in it looked. Except for her closet. In there was still a mess. "Crumpet!" Freya screamed happily, dropping the bag in her hand and reaching out to pull her sister inside. "I'm so happy teh sees yeh! I was just comings over!" She wasn't. "What brings yeh here teh sees me?" A thousand ideas started to flitter through her mind. Maybe Mac finally gave up on her, and she was ready to try again. Ohhh, shopping for men.. Freya's favorite.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 9:17 am
Hel’s eyes widened as Freya seemed to opened the door right when she knocked, and was about to voice this until she was pulled inside. “Ack!” She cried, getting squeezed as she held the box securely. Of course, she was also able to get a good look at her sister’s room…and since she really only checked in on her sister seemingly once in a blue moon, this came as a surprise to her. Why was it so empty? The wingless valkyrie was a bit distracted as her brows furrow…but she knew her sister well enough. “Ya, whatever, Freya, you sooo were not…” She gestured to the room. “…What is up with this? Bring me here…? Oh!” She then thrust the box at Freya. “This crap is yours…I was returning it to you.” Also, if Hel knew what Freya was thinking and hoping, she would have throttled her.
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 11:54 pm
"YAY CRAP!" Freya took the box, put it down, and flopped down in front of it, happily rifling through the stuff within. It really was crap, for the most part.. she seemed to have a habit of removing clothing while she was at her sisters, and leaving it there. Though where that underwear came from... She started to dig deeper, to look for anything good. "Oooh.. I was lookings for this toothbrush!" She flung it behind her back, and gave her sister a calculated look. ... Short attention span hit. "What are yeh wearings teh prom?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 8:52 am
Well it was nice to be rid of that box… Hel watched as Freya riffled through it, and snickered as she found her tooth brush, and blinked as she suddenly seemed riveted on her. Woah, sudden topic shift…but funny enough Hel was going to talk to her sister about prom too. Just conversationally! Asking who she was going with and what not… Hel stared at her sister…with a bit of a deer in the headlights look. “Uh…” Yeah, that pretty much summed it up. “…Well…uh…” She scratched her jaw. “…For the first half I am taking this little snotty nosed first year…so Mac is going to let me borrow his dress clothes from his first prom…but for the rest of it…” The reaper shrugged.
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 7:44 pm
"Mac.." Her voice softened, and her face slowly began a transformation from surprise, to horror, to complete disgust. "Is going.. to let yeh.. borrow.." This was where horror began. "HIS DRESS CLOTHES.." Aaaand there was the disgust. Freya screamed as though someone had just stabbed her in the heart, and flung the box away, scrambling to her feet. She grabbed her bag back up off the floor, and grabbed her sister around the waist with her other arm. "WE'RE GOINGS SHOPPING."
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 7:52 pm
Hel raised a brow at her sister and her lips pulled into a frown. “…Uh…ya? I want to! I am going to be the ‘boil’…and why bother buying dress clothes when I can borrow some…?” Hel then made a rather grumpy face as Freya proceeded to scream. What a drama queen. The ghoul crossed her arms and stared at her sister as she flung the box away and then…got ready to…Hel made an ‘oof’ as she was grabbed, and then cried out: “WHAT? What are we going shopping for!?” Hel never went shopping with her sister…that was like… no. She only did it once. Once. Never again. Never again.
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 7:57 pm
"MY SISTER IS NOT GOINGS TEH HER LAST PROM DRESSED AS A BOIL." Freya was a woman possessed. She all but carried her sister out like a package, storming out of the room, and the dorm. "NOT WHILE I LIVES AND BREATHES." There were certain things Freya had to come to terms with, for her sisters sake. Mac was one of them. This was not.
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 8:22 pm
“JUST FOR THE FIRST HALF AT LEAST!” Hel wailed…more or less surprised that her slightly thin but getting better sister was carrying her out. Hel flailed in her sister’s hold. Oh Jack. Noooo! Freya was taking her to go SHOPPING. Hel tried clawing for any door way she could…but to no avail. “But what if I do not want to wear a dress!? Huh? HUH!?” Now she was just being a brat.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 4:16 am
"DON'T CARES. YEHR GETTINGS A DRESS. AND I AM PICKINGS IT OUT!" Freya was still thin, and frail, but Kettil's help had her bulked up just enough to be able to safely carry her sister around. And she was damn proud of that. Damn proud. So proud, that she wasn't letting go. She was fully intending on carrying her sister to the Maul. "And yeh knows what else? Shoes. We're getting shoes, tuu. Maybe some earrings. ******** Mac thinks he can just let yeh borrows his clothes.. I'm goings teh makes yeh so ******** sexy he's going to regret ever sayings something that stupid." Wait, maybe this was a bad idea - NO, SHOPPING WAS NEVER A BAD IDEA.
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Posted: Wed Jun 05, 2013 1:56 pm
Cue another really loud groan from Hel. SHE WAS GOING TO PICK IT OUT? EVEN WORSE! “Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!” Hel wailed, flailing. Wait…SHOES TOO!? “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Hel wailed and flailed some more. “What is wrong with nice dress clothes!?” She cried. “Besides, it was my idea! UGH!” Hel was very much going to be sporting this face the entire time: > B | “…Uh, Freya? I never got my ears pierced, remember?” The younger ghoul drawled, dangling in her sister’s arms.
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 4:06 pm
Freya paused in her tirade when her sister reminded her about her ears, and she leaned in to check. "Huh." She murmured, pursing her lips thoughtfully. "... Duu yeh wants them pierced?" That being asked, she continued to storm towards the Maul, ever vigilant in her goal. She was headed straight for Forever Undead, and she was going to find the frilliest, most ghoulish thing she could manage... and put it on her sister's body. By force.
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 5:41 pm
“<******** no.” Was Hel’s immediately reply to getting her ears pierced. The entire way, Hel never stopped struggling, and she was wailing once more as she saw the store Freya was heading towards. Hel immediately paused though, and her brows furrowed. “Forever Undead…” She repeated, and then looked up at her sister. “Hey. One time, I heard some ghouls talking about this one ghoul who was asked to name all the factions that attended Amityville…and she could name them all…except for the undead!” Hel snickered. “Someone was even making zombie noises for her, but she blanked!” ((ilu Bitty))
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 6:19 pm
"Well.. okays. No earrings then." Freya could concede, in that she really didn't want to do something that would physically hurt her sister if she wasn't into it. But the dress.. the dress was still happening. Freya choked with laughter at the story, and shook her head. "That's pretty terrible. She should be ashamed of herself." She carried her sister into the store, and set her down, holding just her arm as she started picking out dresses. A lot of dresses. She didn't even ask her sister's opinion. She knew exactly what she was looking for.
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 6:34 pm
Hel was set down…and she probably should have jetted. She really should have. She didn’t even reply to her sister before she was too busy staring in horror at all the dresses she was pulling out. “No. No. No. I am not going to try all those!” Hel then realized she was letting her sister force her into even trying one by saying that, and was quick to amend. “I mean I am not trying any!” She hissed. “No, Freya!”
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