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Freyr ([info]lordofgold) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
@ 2021-04-13 00:31:00

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Current mood: thirsty
Entry tags:freyja, freyr

WHO Freyr and Freyja
WHEN Monday afternoon
WHERE Freyr's bedroom
WHAT The real Freyr is finally allowed to live again!
WARNINGS reference to murder



He could feel himself coming back up from the coldness of death, and almost struggled against it. Why feel life in his aching body again, take another breath into his abused lungs, when it would only be snatched away from him again? Time and time again, he'd fallen into the abyss, into a version of Valhalla that felt faded and worn with every repeating visit.

Freyr felt cold now too, and he felt the absolute ache of his limbs, twisted and contorted for too long. But morning sun was shining in, warming his body, and when he took a breath, it was like he was filling his body with life properly for the first time in Odin knew how long. His joints ached because his limbs were straight, and his chest blazed with agony for a moment as he gulped in air, the stab wounds taking a little too long to close over and let his lungs work properly again.

He was alive, in a bed. In his bed. He was alive and free and he blinked his eyes open, searching to see if this was some kind of trick. Putting his hands to his chest, he felt clean skin, felt the wounds fade until there weren't even scars.

Thinking properly was hard. But he knew one thing for certain.

"I'm free," he rasped.

And thirsty. So fucking thirsty.



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[info]brightandfair
2021-04-16 10:33 am UTC (link)
"Do you want me to stay?" Freyja asked him, ducking her head a little against his dripping hand. She was perfectly happy to set herself up on the floor beside him and talk or read quietly if he wanted the peace, and if he wanted to be alone completely she could allow that as well. "You should finish your porridge too."

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[info]lordofgold
2021-04-16 11:51 am UTC (link)
"Yes, please stay." He'd been alone for so long that the thought of her leaving him alone was quite unwelcome. And her mothering of him made him feel quite safe so long as she was there. "I will do anything you say, nurse."

Looking down at his bare chest, he felt like he should be able to see knife wounds all over, but he was healed and new again. This was but day one of an unpredictable recovery, that he knew.

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[info]brightandfair
2021-04-16 11:55 am UTC (link)
"I'll be back momentarily," she said, climbing to her feet so she could go collect his bowl and bring it back. When she put it into his hands it was carefully, still not sure she fully trusted his newly returned body. That was alright though, because Freyja would care for it until it was strong, and she would do the same for his mind.

Watching him, she rested her chin on the side of the bath. "I live here in New York now, about twenty minutes walk from this apartment. It's a nice place, even has a sauna. I know you'll like it." She was speaking mostly to keep him company, not yet wanting to give him an overwhelming amount of details. "And I know you'll like my cat. He's a complete scoundrel and an escape artist."

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[info]lordofgold
2021-04-16 01:09 pm UTC (link)
Freyr had a bath shelf near the tub that he could prop across and set his bowl down on, so at least he wasn't about to drop it in the water. "Only one cat?" he asked, carefully scraping the side of the bowl. "How restrained. More of a scoundrel than that ginger you had, the one with only one eye?" He found he could smile some, as he looked at Freyja and thought of her with her beloved pets.

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[info]brightandfair
2021-04-16 01:21 pm UTC (link)
"Fegrstr!" Freyja grinned. "Oh, he was a sweet boy, used to sleep curled beneath my chin. He was worth all the trouble he caused. But, yes, only one cat. Jothi only let me have one in the house." She sighed. "He was cheating on me though. That's why I moved here to be with you. And now that I have an apartment, I'm going to fill it with cats."

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[info]lordofgold
2021-04-16 02:17 pm UTC (link)
Freyr gasped in surprise. "No! Freyja! Oh sweetheart I'm so sorry, that's terrible! How is that even possible! What a little bakrauf." He shook his head, leaning in towards her. "And I wasn't even here for you when you needed me. Oh Freyja."

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[info]brightandfair
2021-04-17 07:23 am UTC (link)
There was something very eerie about seeing Freyr react in the same way, with almost the exact same words, that the double had used. Freyr had no way of knowing that she'd already heard his words of comfort before this moment. So she focused instead on the last part. "Don't be foolish," she said, but it was with great love. "That's not your fault at all, and we're together now. I can tell you more details about it when you are feeling more up to it." That her suffering over a broken heart could match the true torture he had been through was ludicrous.

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[info]lordofgold
2021-04-17 10:39 am UTC (link)
"He must have lost his mind to ever cheat on you. You are perfection."

He really wanted to discuss everything now, but he was still so tired and confused. It would have to wait for later. He set the empty bowl down outside the bath and then sank down in the water up to his ears.

Being free again... it was such a feeling like he couldn't describe. The thought of facing the reality of his life now though was daunting. And going back into the basement... he wasn't sure he could.

But that was a challenge for another day. For now he was just going to soak until the water went cold.

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