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Second meeting with a new face
Freya had one of her headphones tucked neatly into her ear and her music playing softly. She was trying to memorize the lyrics so the song was on repeat. She was sort of lost in the music, as always. Music was the one thing that always calmed her down, always made her feel safe. She was turning the corner and stopped just short of running right into someone. “Crap, sorry I need to pay more attention.”
Bad Decisions and Repercussions || Eva & Open
Eva looked up when she heard a woman’s voice and gave a dry laugh. “I don’t know if cute would ever be the right word for it.” She glanced back at the THOMAS tattoo before turning away from the window to look at the woman who had addressed her. “My friend thought it would be funny to convince me to get it there while I was…well, let’s just say not in my right mind.”
Freya smiled slightly when the woman turned to speak with her. “Sounds like a great friend,” Freya didn’t really mean that of course. She was all for spontaneity but a tattoo was something youd have for like. “Do you at least even know a Thomas?” It’d be so much worse if it was just some random guys name.
Bad Decisions and Repercussions || Eva & Open
Eva frowned as she glanced at her reflection in the blacked out shop window. The last 15 years of her life had come flooding back earlier that morning and between dealing with that and telling Princess off, she hadn’t had time to go home and change out of the leather pants and crop top style she’d been wearing in the past week. It was kind of surreal seeing herself like that again, but she couldn’t appreciate it because of the brand new tattoo that was clearly visible because of the style. She gave a frustrated groan as she looked at the tramp stamp in the reflection. It could have been worse by far. At least it was a club tattoo, but right now she was really pissed at herself for where she’d let Princess talk her into getting it.
Freya handed over her money to the girl behind the register and headed out the door. She walked a few feet down the street and noticed someone looking at a fresh and red looking tattoo. She assumed the look of displeasure on the woman’s face was due to its placement more than the tattoo itself. “For what its worth, Its a cute design.” Freya caught herself talking to the stranger and then realized that her commentary was probably not wanted. She always spoke first and thought later.
Uhm...
“Really, if I can just free myself from this spell I’d be fine.” he said shrugging “any ideas for a place?”
Freya side eyed the boy to her side, she was starting to get an uneasy vibe from him but if he could help her figure out how to save everyone else then that had to be worth something. “Yeah, follow me.”
blood by blood || Lrya & Freya
Freya was close to losing her mind. There was a silent grace to losing it, to not knowing what to do-- seeing the world around you crumbling and having no idea how to fix it. Her mom, an elder, had been affected by the spell and it made it really hard to focus on reversing the spell. But she had to focus. She had to take all that energy she was spending worrying and put it into finding a way to stop this. She walked into the Beaumont house and straight to Lyra’s room. Freya knew that was where she was by focusing on the energy she could feel from Lyra. She walked right into the room without bothering to know, “Lyra we have got to fix this. I’m going to lose my mind.”
Uhm...
Alexei looked over to the woman by her side, her green eyes skimmed over her, she didn’t seem dazed and confused, though Alexei didn’t appear so confused and dazed anymore either. Granted she was sixteen in the body of a twenty two year old, which was like walking around with an adult suit on. “Fix this?” she asked switching her eyes over to watch the people once more, “Like this can be fixed..Do we even know what really happened?” she figured if anyone knew what had happened, she would casually figure it out by asking questions, “ How would we fix this?”
Freya realized by the way the girl answered her statement that she may not know about magic. So she bit her lip and shrugged her shoulders, “I mean, something did this right? We have to figure out what it was and find a way to reverse it.”
Uhm...
“It would take a lot actually. Um…. some kind of foci, something to channel?” he said unsure of himself, he was told when he was older he was better at this stuff.
“A foci? Okay, well I guess we’ll need a map to try and figure out where those points are.” When he said the word channel she tensed slightly, maybe she would feel the magic when they got to the right spot.
Uhm...
“I don’t know….anyone” he said “I was still in Vermont at this age.”
“Oh, right. Okay. Well, I know I wasn’t affected so we can count my street out. That just doesn’t really narrow it down too much. What kind of power would someone need to do a youth spell? It seems like the kind of thing that would take a lot of energy”
Uhm...
Alexei eyed the man, she was asking the same questions though she didn’t care enough to voice them like this woman had, “I have no idea…I’m still trying to figure that out myself.” She had put two and two together and realized she was somehow digressed back to her former years, but not everyone else was so quick to catch onto that. “I feel sorry for some of these people..”
Freya nodded her head to the girl, she felt sorry for them too. Thankfully she hadn’t been in range of the spell but she felt the need to do something to fix it. Her mother had been affected by the spell and she was an elder, so Freya felt as though she had to take the matter into her own hands.
“Well we need to find a way to fix it, “
Uhm...
“Ah the goddess love and beauty. I was in my apartment, I woke up really confused as to where I was and everything, thankfully my sister filled me in.”
“Do you know who else was affected and where they were?”
Uhm...
“Finally someone who isn’t completely incompetent” he said “common’ lets find a place to do this” he turned to her “forgot to introduce myself, I’m Ryan”
Freya smiled slightly and nodded at him, “I’m Freya Beaumont.”
“We should get started. There had to be a range for the spell, so if you’re affected you were in that range. Do you remember where you were and who was around you?”
Uhm...
“I know, I tried tracing it but I’ve been told my magic at fifteen wasn’t the best. I’m apparently very powerful now.”
Freya weighed her options for a moment, her mouth moving to the side as she considered. “I could help -- I cant take this nonsense much longer.”
Uhm...
“I’ve been told by my ‘younger’ sister, that fifteen was not a good time for me, and I agree. I need to find a way to reverse this. just need to find our what she used” he muttered that last part to himself.
“There are ways to find out what she used, If she cast a spell you just need to find the spell.”
Uhm...
“I don’t know, but if I get my hands on them, their head will be in a stick in the park” he said “I’m apparently 15 again” he said
“Well that’s one way to deal with anger,” she teased
Uhm...
“Some asshole fucked up a youth spell and we’re stuck with the consequences” Ryan said turning to the woman and walking closer to her
Freya turned to face the voice that was providing her an answer to her question. “Oh, what genious did that?”
Uhm...
Freya stopped in her tracks on the sidewalks, she was looking around stunned at all the people around her. “Why is everyone acting weird?” she whispered to herself. Her eyebrow raised higher on her forehead as she witnessed a grown man grab his groin and dance in place as though he needed to use the restroom.
