FaithfulMuse

Trying to protect (faithfulmuse and Xion)

Though there appeared no smile in her face as Leo hold her and brought up the memories, still too shocked and scared to do so, Helena nodded softly and curled up against him when she thought back to the memories he brought up. Of course she remembered, how could she ever forget? The many moments they had spent together when they were little were the best memories she had, the best things that happened in her life that had actually managed to make her feel happy, and she would never forget even one of those great moments.

Although her sobbing became softer Helena still couldn't stop the tears from running down her face, causing Leo's shirt to get wet, as she had buried her face in his shirt soon after he had put her onto his lap. She slowly but surely managed to become less scared. Even though the shock wouldn't fade as fast, she felt safe, secure in the strong arms of her friend.

Trying to protect (faithfulmuse and Xion)

It's okay, don't worry. Also I won't be able to reply the next two days neither.

Trying to protect (faithfulmuse and Xion)

After a long moment of silence had passed, Helena finally spoke up again. "I don't want you to be who you should be according to your contract. I want you be who you really are: my friend." Was all she said, looking up to him with the tears she tried to hold back so badly now rolling down her face. She didn't want him to be her bodyguard, someone meant only to be around her for the sole reason of protection and to sacrifice himself if needed. All she wanted was to have her friend back, the one she thought she had lost many years ago and,seemed to have finally found again, but who now seemed to be just out of reach.

She couldn't care that she was crying and started sobbing loudly, that her sight was blurred by tears and that her camera lens was broken. She didn't care about any of that all as she wanted to just curl up against her friend, wishing for her to soothe her and tell her that everything was going to be fine as she tried to recover from her shock. Worrying about such petty little things seemed more useless to her than anything else at that moment.

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

Also, I thought I'd let you know that I won't be able to reply the next two days.

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

A trap would be interesting, I suppose.

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

Freya woke up not much later after Harol had put on his robe and sat up in the bed, still sleepy. She yawned and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, getting out of the bed rather slowly. "Good morning.." She mumbled, still sounding sleepy as she ran a hand through her hair and started braiding it, despite the fact that it would be hidden under her hood anyway. Walking over to her pile of belongings, Freya yawned once again and sighed softly, not actually wanting to get prepared and travelling already. No matter how late it was, Freya felt like it was still way too early. Yes, she was for certain a good rogue, excellent even in her own eyes, but regardless, but she still wasn't a morning person, not at all.

But when she heard someone knocking at the door, Freya seemed to get wide awake and in her usual modus again, quickly grabbing a dagger, while attaching the others to her belt and putting it around her waist before Harol could've opened the door. She pressed the dagger into his hand, looking at him. "Noddy may have been killed and whoever is at the other side of the door may have no good intentions, or not anymore when they recognise you. Therefor, do not open the door without a way to defend yourself, something quick and efficient preferably. But, do not show it in clear sight neither, unless you wish to look suspicious or threatening." She spoke at a low volume so that whoever was at the other side of the door couldn't hear her.

After she was done talking, Freya took another dagger from her belt, keeping this one. After all she would need to be prepared to fight too, not just Harol. She quietly hid the dagger she was holding behind her back, keeping it out of sight, like she had told Harol to do too. She was aware of the fact that while she was without her hood and veil, whoever it was who waited at the other side of the door could recognise her easily, but if they would turn against her, she had a dagger ready. She would get her veil and hood back on once this had been taken care of.

Trying to protect (faithfulmuse and Xion)

Helena looked back into his eyes, clearly seeing the hardships his expression was holding. She understood that it had to be hard for him too, shooting people and seeing how she felt. After all they were friends, but now he was his bodyguard too, which would mean he'd have to give his life for hers if he needed to, while knowing what she thought of that.

She nodded quietly, still not knowing what she should or wanted to say. With her eyes still filled with tears and shock she looked away, finding it unbearable to see the pain in her friend's eyes. Instead she looked at the camera hanging around her neck, and she noticed vaguely that the lens was broken, probably when Leo covered her, but couldn't care at the moment.

Trying to protect (faithfulmuse and Xion)

Helena let out a scared scream when she heard the gunshots, clenching her eyes shut and covering her ears as she felt someone protecting her body, his body less than an inch away of hers. She knew it was Leo, it couldn't be anyone else, but she was too scared and shocked to feel safe, even with the strong man so close to her. Only a while after the gunshots had died out and she heard Leo sighing, she dared to open her eyes to see if everything was alright again.

There wasn't any shooter to be seen wherever she looked, but her sight was blurred by the tears caused by the shock gathering in her eyes. She was shaking, and so was her breathing, shaky and fast. When she looked at Leo she said nothing, too much in shock to do so. All she knew was that from that moment on, she just wanted to be even closer to her friend, who had just saved her life by risking his own. But she also wanted to yell at him for doing so. Even if it was his job to protect her at any cost, she didn't want him to risk his life to save her.

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

Freya listened to what Harol said and nodded. It was a good thing he told her that, so that she won't at least assume wrong things when one of the warriors would greet them, and accidentally call the wrath of a house of oracles and warriors upon her, and possibly onto Harol as well. No need to make more enemies than she already had, even if she didn't plan to make any friends in the house of Clasz, neither. "In that case, I will treat them the same way as I treat anyone else." Freya simply responded. That would be with the same kind of distrust and refusal to bow, kneel or whatsoever for them. Maybe that wasn't something the warriors and oracles approved, but then again, it was part of who she was. She never let anyone bring her down on her knees, kneeling, begging or even bowing, and she wasn't going to change that.

"As for now though, I do not believe I have any questions to ask or things to say. Goodnight, Harol." She added, stepping into the bed and pulling the warm blanket over herself. Her words weren't meant in a wrong way this time, unlike before. She didn't feel as angered as before. Of course, she still didn't like what he had said, but she was no longer angry over it. And in the end, it wasn't like he was the only one to blame for the argument. Closing her eyes and emptying her head from all thoughts and worries, Freya soon fell into a very light, yet peaceful slumber.

Trying to protect (faithfulmuse and Xion)

"Oh I see, that makes much more sense." She said, smiling. Of course it had been something simple like that. People were just always overacting over the unfinished boat and made up ridiculous stories that made no sense at all. Why didn't anyone ever think of the most simple solution rather than making a horror story all based on an unfinished boat? It was just crazy.

Smiling, Helena still couldn't believe that Leo was right there with her. It had been eight years since they last met, and after he left she had thought she'd never see him again. But there they were again, and how happy was she to be with him again, the one and only real friend she ever had. And how did they change during these years... They weren't young teens visiting high school anymore, they were young adults now. And in all honesty, Helena just had to admit that Leo turned out very handsome.