Post by scorchys on Sept 27, 2015 17:23:38 GMT -5
~Karakura, Angeni's manor~
It had been five days after the attack of Iko. Stuck in the lucid dreams, Freyleif slept mostly in recovery prier to the attack. She had no idea what was going around her mostly in the passing days. Angeni had been frantic in getting new home, probably frustrated she wasn't there for Frey, and helping the young through her trauma experience. Faces were a blur to the Icelandic girl, every time she recalled events terrible triggers made her panic, but not only in such; she also went into an unstable rage. She had to be put back to sleep, thanks to Angeni's soothing powers, it was easy to do so.
The third day showed some progress in not going completely rage-fest. She vaguely heard Angeni mention they were going to get a new home, the times Melody visit were brief but atleast the hugs she received helped. Frey's new arms still were not responsive to the nerves, feeling like phantoms limbs still. Barely able to eat herself with the handicap until they fully healed.
Resting, that covered the fourth day. All she could remember were those damn annoying dreams, they kept taunting her on failures. Her mentor's cheeky grin appearing at first before the scene became more clear they were sitting in the barrens sitting on two tall boulders.
"Fancy seein' yah 'ere girly." the old man spoke chuckling, his voice just like she remembered it: one spent out in the wilds too long. He wore an ancient polar bear skin, kept his old grey shaggy beard trimmed, and those eyes bright blue orbs that made him look young behind those crinkly lids. "'ave some fox, caught it 'while 'go." the old man handed out a stick with some meat on the pointy end. Ugh disgusting, she always couldn't stand eating those wild animals. "C'mon, don't be wasteful!" he kept nudging the gross hanging meat over to her. The dream felt real enough with all the smells of the fire, meat, and nature of Iceland.
She stared at the stick with meat for awhile, oh well, it was just a dream right? Two fingers pinched at the cooling piece of meat, getting a taste of it before taking the whole stick. Not bad, but how did he get salt on there? They at in silence, the steady gaze of the old man kept on her the whole time without getting messy with his own food.
"What am I doing here, why am I back..home?" she finally broke the silence in asking questions. The old mentor just grinned then wiped his mouth before responding. "Been with ya forever, whatcha talkin' 'bout girly?"
Freyleif gave her mentor a disbelief look. "Did I die and reach Fólkvangr?" she gazed around the barren lands confused. "This can't be though. I think a hollow ate me after I passed out..I don't remember." she gave a dejected sigh and looked down at her stick. "Yeh never far from me missy," her mentor tapped on his heart. "But I'm always with ya! Yer mom will be proud of ya." He then pointed straight at Frey and she gave a raised eyebrow until she looked behind her. Over her shoulder she saw Melody, Angeni, and many a shadowy visage awaiting her on the other side of a veil back in the real world.
"Your sistah is waitin' fer ya, and your new family. Go back to them, train to be the best Quincy..and One more thing." the old man slid down his boulder then stride his way to her smaller seating. The six foot tall and some inches old man leaned over and whispered something into her ear. Once the words escaped his lips, her eyes suddenly widen but before she could speak back, she was suddenly jolted awake. The room or whatever it seemed was pitch dark, was she in bed? Feeling around with legs it seem she indeed laid out in bed. Her head hurt or some unknown reason, probably memories returning to her in such a rush. She closed her eyes and just relaxed back into sleep.
The morning rays flitted through the shades of the large double doors. Awakening with a groan, the Icelandic girl peered about. "This is new." she slowly pulled herself out of bed having enough energy to move again. She tested out her arms, good they were starting to work again, then slipped out of bed. Her hair cascaded down her back being no longer braided, some of it covering her eyes but she didn't care. The room was more oriental than the last one, did they move to a hotel? It was beautiful wherever they were. Opening the shades, the sun blinded her for a split moment as she raised her hand to block the rays. She was on the first floor, having the perfect entrance towards a garden and a rocky path that lead to an oriental bridge. No doubt they were in a manor up in the hills. "What did she do..Oh Odin, oh what the Hel." she stepped out into the Japanese garden walking down the path with refreshing air hitting her lungs. The cherry blossom among other trees surrounded the area and manor, a nice get away or more protection she thought.
She saw Angeni up on the arch oriental bridge, the woman looked ecstatic to see Freyleif awake, she waved her on over and the girl made her slow walk over.
"Angi..how long have I've been asleep?" she took stand beside the Native woman, still too weak to get her arms around the woman in a hug. "I know I'm still recovering but I want to train and not be weak anymore." she looked down into the koi pond with a frown and awaited Angi's reply. A bit sudden when she just woke up.