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unknownseas2021-02-06 04:50 pm
dokkalfheimr) wrote in unknownseas2021-02-06 04:50 pm
And we're all adrift together through the cold mist, 'til we're lifeless together
[The preparations hit differently this time.
Last weekend was at least an attempt at being festive, even with the light supplies they have; at being joyous, at giving people at least one nice thing to look back upon before things inevitably took a turn for the worse. And now two people are dead, and instead of trying to figure out structure placement and how best to keep everyone entertained and occupied and well-fed, the preparations now are given to much more practical purposes.
Large amounts of bottled water from the machine. Bagels and bread and muffins, light starchy things to avoid forcing anyone to keep meat or seafood down after seeing a corpse. Fruit for the sake of providing energy. Avoiding including bananas for any reason. Quietly pulling aside one of the first people she sees with any experience in the matter and asking them to help her make tea.
Once she's got one of the tables at the party zone set up and the tea is on its way to being prepared, she'll set around letting people know; the invitations are simple, written in Freyja's broad, elegant handwriting:
I think another gathering tonight would be beneficial. Not to celebrate, but to remember; perhaps more importantly, to ensure that no one is alone if they don't want to be.
Tonight is hard. There is nothing further to do but get through it.]
Last weekend was at least an attempt at being festive, even with the light supplies they have; at being joyous, at giving people at least one nice thing to look back upon before things inevitably took a turn for the worse. And now two people are dead, and instead of trying to figure out structure placement and how best to keep everyone entertained and occupied and well-fed, the preparations now are given to much more practical purposes.
Large amounts of bottled water from the machine. Bagels and bread and muffins, light starchy things to avoid forcing anyone to keep meat or seafood down after seeing a corpse. Fruit for the sake of providing energy. Avoiding including bananas for any reason. Quietly pulling aside one of the first people she sees with any experience in the matter and asking them to help her make tea.
Once she's got one of the tables at the party zone set up and the tea is on its way to being prepared, she'll set around letting people know; the invitations are simple, written in Freyja's broad, elegant handwriting:
I think another gathering tonight would be beneficial. Not to celebrate, but to remember; perhaps more importantly, to ensure that no one is alone if they don't want to be.
Tonight is hard. There is nothing further to do but get through it.]
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...there's no fighting against fate.
[ That is what Jones said. You can't do that here. ]
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[She seems...somewhat hesitant about volunteering that, but it's something she'd mentioned she can do, just...not in this context. The context changes things, somewhat.]
By bringing people into Dökkálfheimr. Not...as part of a dream, but to live with me, forever.
There are ways to change things. But it involves power not normally accessible to mortal beings.
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[ At that, Chloe finally looks back at Freyja. ]
But... I... Forever?
[ It's certainly better than dying, or fading away, to never exist again. ]
You can do that?
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[What would Freyr think, if he knew about this? What would he say if he saw her talking about this again - would he hate her? Would he hate her more than he already hated her for-
Her gaze darts.]
Doing such a thing requires becoming one of us. One of the Dökkálfar - it requires sacrificing one's mortality, along with all memories of one's mortal life. But I... It has been done.
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All of them? But... My parents. Rachel, I... Max...
[ She'd told Max Caulfield to not forget about her. Never did she think there was a possibility of that happening, the other way around. ]
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[She just...god.]
I am not...rejecting you in saying this. But it ultimately may not be something you would want.
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Life...it sucks. So much of it sucks. But... If there's some way I can be out there and remember...all the good parts. Everything Max did for me... She can't be the only one who remembers that week.
[ No. She wouldn't do that. ]
...Listen to me, I'm...still hoping for something better.
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[She hesitates for a moment.]
Would you mind if I were to touch you?
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[ She's wildly confused by that statement. But, still... She shakes her head. ]
Um. Okay.
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She reaches out to hug Chloe, though not so tightly that she couldn't pull away if she wanted to; it's just...gentle, and it's been a long time since she's actually hugged anyone - not since Plumeria and Triandra were little - but that's what she's doing now, at any rate.]
It's all right. Again, I understand.
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Just like that, she's crying on Freyja's shoulder. Sobbing, like when they found Rachel. Beyond that first moment, telling Max to let her die... Chloe hasn't cried for herself yet.
It's overdue. ]
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...I know. I know it's hard, and everything is overwhelming right now, and everything is dark. But we're all right, right now. For this moment we're safe, and we're here, and everything else can come later.
Whenever you're ready, we can go back to the room, but you can stay here as long as you need.
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She stays like this for awhile. She absolutely does not let go. ]
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It's strange to do this with a mortal; she's always had difficulties separating out her interactions with mortals and her feelings towards them. She still stands by most, if not all of those feelings; as a whole, they hardly deserve otherwise. But for now...she can put aside at least some of it, because this isn't the first time she's done this. It isn't the first time she's comforted a crying girl, it isn't the first time she's seen someone life has been abhorrently cruel to. So she'll allow it for now, it's just...warm, and more to the point it's what needs to be done right now, and so she will.]