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Freyja. 21. human being forced to work with the cult

[xfreyjas]

immortclisms:

Amara scoffed slightly at her sister’s question, shaking her head. “Do I seem alright?” she asked, turning toward her. “Those people, that cult, turned me into something i never in a thousand years want to be. And against my will. They tortured my son. The love of my life more than likely won’t want to be around me because of what they did to me. Do I seem alright?”

Freyja felt rather sick as she listened to Amara’s response. Of course it had been a stupid question but Freyja didn’t know what else to say. She felt horrible; beyond, even. “I’m sorry..” Was all she could find in her to say. Freyja felt to blame. She should have let her sister go when she had the chance. She shouldn’t have been such a coward but that’s what she was.

[xfreyjas]

jojrsaltzman:

Josie lets out a sigh annoyed by the whining and pleading, “Do you want me to hurt you instead?” She asks pushing the witch down, she was too weak to move anyway, “You want ot give your life up for this sad example of a witch? I was doing magic stronger than her when I was five. I’m doing her a favor, doing her coven a favor.”

Freyja stepped back, biting her lip gently. No. She had only just gotten her life back and she did not want to lose it again, especially not so soon. Freyja had a lot to do and as soon as she was free of the coven, she would feel better. She had to survive until then. “Stay away from me.”

[xfreyjas]

ofalek:

aleksandar shook his head when the person walked away. he mumbled when he stood there alone. felt awkward to talk with someone that had no answers. with a sigh he turned around and saw someone staring “do you often stand in silence and looks at people?” he did not recognize her but at the same time it felt like they had met before.

“No, sorry.” Freyja felt a bit silly and she shrugged it off as she cleared her throat and turned. “Simply got a little... lost in my head for a moment.” She figured now would be a good time to try a new drink or something. Anything. She was here to explore so she would get back to it.

[rpxgifs]

Amara sat on a bench in the quarter, probably the worst place to be at the moment. She felt completely unlike herself. A girl talking to her friend across the way sounded like they were right next to her. A whisper sounded louder than ever, talking like a scream. The sun felt brighter than ever, even with her big sunglasses. Her tongue grazed over her gums as it felt like they were on fire. She knew what her next step was - either she fed or she died. She didn’t really want to die; but she couldn’t help but wonder how her loved ones would feel about her. Would they still care for her or look at her like a blood-sucking demon? Hearing footsteps behind her she turned her head, letting out a sigh. “Now is really not the time.”

[xfreyjas]

“I...” Freyja was taken aback slightly but she stood there for a moment, shuffling her feet awkwardly. She couldn’t stop the guilt from everything that had happened when people were taken by the cult but she didn’t know what to do. She was trapped and she hated it, she had to stick it out until she could be free of it all. She looked back at her sister, crossing her arms defensively, feeling anxious. “Are you alright?”

[xfreyjas]

witchymiles:

Miles looked over at the woman as his eyes went a little wider. He had an aunt. He had an aunt that he didn’t realise was standing in front of him. “I’m Miles. I’m Amara’s son, but not Silas’ son. Silas is my step-father.” He whispered. 

How could this be? She felt a little sick and another twinge of guilt. “I am sorry you are here...”

[xfreyjas]

jojrsaltzman:

Josie looks to the other and tilts her head looking her over, “Or what? You’ll ask again?” She laughs, now taking more magic from the other witch as she sinks to her knees crying out in pain. “Have you ever heard of siphoners? Many haven’t and those that have…are scared of us.” She pulls her eyes away from the weak weak witch, “For good reason.”

“No.” Freyja shook her head, shuffling back a little. She was pretty defenceless right now and she felt powerless to help that poor girl. “I have not.... you’re hurting her, stop it!”

[miiidnightsky-deactivated202403]

despite that he had been here a while now, alek still did not understand everything. every day he learned something new. the festival had taught him that a lot of people can be at one place at the same time, and still make it work. he frowned and opened his mouth to speak “alright, i do not get it what the point with the festival was. was it to only have fun for a while?” he asked a random person that was nearby “everyone only ate a lot of food and snacks, drank various drinks and then they screamed. everything went from heaven to hell”

[xfreyjas]

Freyja was exploring. This new world still fascinated her and she couldn’t quell it. She was scared but when she was out here, wandering on her own, she was a little more free. She could handle that. She found herself wandering in and out of various places, trying to get her bearings and also get her grip on the world now, imagining walking around here with her children, when she spotted another face from the past quite out of the blue. He was talking to someone but it was definitely him -- right? She was silent but she made her way over, hoping she wasn’t just imagining.

[xfreyjas]

witchymiles:

Miles sighed as she couldn’t promise to help him find a way out of here and slid down against the wall onto the ground, almost wanting to punch or kick something just to release some of his frustration. “Amara. My mother is Amara. I recently found out that my step-father is Silas even though they never married. Not that it cared much to them.” Miles shrugged. 

“Amara--” Freyja couldn’t hide the shock in her voice. What were the chances this was a complete coincidence?  She shook her head, glancing behind her again and crouching down in front of the bars, peering through at him. “Amara is my sister.”

[violetstclair]

This world was hard enough for someone like Thea to live in. All of the customs were new and the technology! - what a change. However, one thing that didn’t change was the societal need to help other people. She ran over to the individual as soon as she saw them take a spill, “Are you ok?”

[xfreyjas]

“I...” Freyja had been rather taken by surprise after tripping over her own feet and sort of lay there, stunned for a moment. “I believe so.” She let out a sigh as she sat up, feeling quite embarrassed. “Thank you... I am alright.”

[blackshxxpkai]

Josie had always been the good twin, the innocent and sweet one, she had heard it everyday of her life as far back as she could remember and it used to make her feel warm inside, out, like her mom, Jo was holding her each time she heard it. But now she felt nothing, no warmth, no fear or worry, the cult had tortured her, threatened her loved ones leaving her no choice but to let them have what they wanted, her. Without the chains of emotions or care making her a dangerous weapon. Hearing someone cal her name, a girl she met during the carnival came running up, “Josie! You’re okay! Everyone was looking for you, you haven’t returned any of our calls or texts.” When the young witch reaches out to touch her Josie grabs her arm, “You know what happens when I siphon a weak witch long enough?” She taunts as she slowly sucks the magic from the witch.

[xfreyjas]

Freyja was becoming more distraught by the moment and she just didn’t know how to handle all of this emotion. However, being dead for so many years had given her a curiosity. She wanted to see this new world she had been placed into and she wanted to sate that curiosity. She was trying to forget about the cult for a while. About the horror and the guilt. Freyja just wanted her children back. She wandered, feeling free in a sense without her husband’s watchful eye, but she also knew she was still trapped. Simply in different way now. As she came across Josie, she froze a little. She was unsure what exactly was happening but she knew the other girl wasn’t exactly on the right side of it. “What are you doing? Stop...”

[xlvcinda]

        “I’m fine. Why you ask?” 

[xfreyjas]

“I -- If you are sure..”

[xfreyjas]

witchymiles:

Miles honestly wasn’t sure if he was able to trust the brunette, but he knew if he wanted to get out of here alive, he had to listen to her. “Alright, alright. I’ll keep quiet as long as you try and help me escape here. I have to find my mother or Silas. I have to make sure both of them are alright.” Miles whispered. “Mostly my mother because Silas can take care of himself since he is pretty awesome.”

Freyja felt completely jittery with nerves. She was on edge and wasn’t sure how much longer she could take it for. How much longer she could keep this up. “I do not know if I can do that...” She said quietly, glancing over her shoulder again. Dare she? There it was again. Silas. “Who is your mother?” She asked, curious as to his connection to Silas.

[kareena-anushka-moives]

[my-regrets]

Miles honestly had no clue where he was. One moment he was walking around the festival and the other moment, he was knocked out in an unknown area.  “Joey? Mama? Silas?” Miles yelled out. He had been last with Joey, but he had to try his mother and step-dad as well just in case. “Someone please help!”

[xfreyjas]

Freyja hated this whole thing. She hated that she was following the orders of the cult, she hated that she couldn’t live the way she wanted, she hated that she was back and trapped... but she also desperately wanted to stay alive, without her husband, and get her children returned to her too. Have a fresh, wonderful life. As she crept through the building, she heard a panicked voice and, as usual, her heart went out to them. She tried to ignore it but she eventually slipped out (likely at the sound of the name Silas) and let her presence be known. “Shh... it is alright. You will be okay. You should be quiet..” Less likely to draw attention to himself that way.

[xlvcinda]

     Blood dripped from her hand and mouth. Not her own other than the cut she had received on her cheek. “This is a turn of events.” She wondered where she was. 

[xfreyjas]

“Are you alright?” Freyja asked urgently, wanting to make sure this girl was not injured but also wanting to make it quick in case another cult member who wasn’t like her happened by.

[xfreyjas]

immortclisms:

Amara’s eyes shifted to where her sister had been looking. She seemed very on edge, which concern Amara to say the least. “What do you mean ‘not exactly’? Sister, why are you apologizing? You could not have predicted that we would end up here.”

Freyja shook her head, the knot in her stomach growing larger as she looked back at Amara’s face. “You do not understand.” She sighed, shuffling her feet anxiously. “I was not.... I am not captured.”

[xfreyjas]

ofkassandra:

“right. then you aren’t very helpful, are you?” she was frustrated, to say the least, but if the woman was a member of the cult her brother had told her about, then feeling bad for the woman was the last thing she should be feeling. the woman seemed nice enough, of course, and more than a little– soft? if that was the right word. “why are you doing this?” she finally relented.

She sighed to herself, hovering in place for a moment in the silence that followed. Freyja was about to turn to leave again when the other girl spoke and she looked back at her. She was very anxious standing here and the question didn’t help. It wasn’t hard to gather that she wasn’t exactly on the right side of things. “I have my reasons....” She said, before letting out another sigh. “I am... I have to.”