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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/2/2017 11:43:53 PM
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"I'll.. I'll help you."
[i]Freya would rock Traci's form back and forth, resting her chin upon the mentally unstable girl's shoulder, her hands hugging Traci.[/i]
"Shh, just.. let it all out."
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"I miss my mother..." Traci sniffled, holding onto Frey like she may die if she let go. "I miss her so much....I'm going to kill him. He'll pay....He laughed while making me go insane, but I'll have the last laugh as his guts are spilled...yes...yes.....He'll scream. He'll squeal in pain and fear....."
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"Shhh." [i]Freya had taken to tightening her hug. She didn't know Traci.. well at all. But, in a typical heroic manner, she had to at least try to help. She brought the crying young woman a little closer, sighing to herself.[/i]
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"I'm so sorry...I just want to go back to being a normal girl...." Traci sniffled again, going quiet as she just kept on hugging Freya. She nuzzled her head under Freya's chin to try and get in a more comforting position.
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"This isn't your fault. You aren't a girl, anymore. You're a strong woman." [i]Freya had taken to saying, breaking away from the hug for a few seconds, her hands slipping up to Traci's shoulders. The woman's hands would caress Traci's shoulders, as she smiled.. a little wider than before.[/i] "...We're going to work this out. First.. we should find a place for you, to stay, if you don't have a home. The Dojo isn't safe for you."
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"I have no where to go..." She stared down at the ground, still sobbing lightly. "I've lost everything...even my mind."
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"No, you haven't. You still have yourself, you have your mind.. you've got me, too." [i]Freya would murmur that last line, closing her eyes a little. It embarrassed her, with the way that it had sounded.[/i] "I can find you a place.. back at our encampment, likely."
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"Th-Thank you! Thank you. I owe you so much, Freya. I'll pay you back, whatever you ask. Whatever you need. I'll die for you in battle if you need." Traci sounded like she'd actually do it too.
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[i]Freya's face turned a little pinkish, at that statement. She regained her demeanor, still stuttering a little bit.[/i] "Well, ah.. thanks. Nobody's.. ever pledged to die for me, but I suppose that makes us.. even? I don't really.. need much, right now. Other than training on your acrobatics, I think I'm.. alright."
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"Wait, do you mean acrobatics like in bed or combat? I'm fine with either, mas-err...Freya." Traci giggled.
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[i]Traci would hit a nerve there, as the commander would flush a vibrant red. She would stop a little at the master comment, biting her lip tightly in a seemingly embarrassed fashion.[/i] "-Traci, I.. well.." [i]She would need a few seconds to release a few very uncomfortable laughs. Not only was Freya a complete hardass all the time - but underneath that shell, she seemed way too uncomfortable when faced against a simple flirt or two.[/i] "...Maybe you c-can repay me with something else. Like.. cheers. Sure.."
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"Cheers, eh?" Traci giggled. "I'll make sure the next cheers I do for you are extra...showy. You're awesome, Freya. Cute too."
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"Showy? How will they be.. showy? And.. thanks, I guess. First time that anyone's ever called me master, and awesome. And.. cute." [i]Freya nodded to herself, smiling nervously at Traci.[/i] "...though yes. I would appreciate some combat acrobatics. A-And.. maybe we could do something later. Then the.. "other" acrobatics."
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"Showy as in purposely showing what's under the skirt, silly. Now, where shall we start with acrobatics? Can you do a simple handstand? I'd do one, but I'm wearing a skirt." Traci hopped in place, unable to sit still.
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"I think I can.." [i]It took a few seconds, but Freya would manage. She was now flipped upside down, slightly embarrassed, while she maintained her posture still.[/i] "T-This. Right?"
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Edited by Stitch: 11/3/2017 10:57:48 PMTraci held onto Freya's thighs to make sure she remained stable. "Yep! Good job! Maybe you want to practice so you can do it a bit faster though."
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[i]Freya blushed a little as her thighs were touched, as Traci gripped smooth black leather that was Freya's leggings. The woman flipped back onto her feet quickly, nodding calmly.[/i] "Yes, I will.. certainly practice. Though I should find you a place.. near me, of course."
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"You want your fun girl close, eh? Can't blame you, Freya. That was a cute little blush you did when I touched your thighs." Traci giggled and shook her head with a smile. "I could always stay in your quarters. I don't take up much space, Freya."
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"...I.. suppose that you could.. Look, I.. don't mean to be rude, but.. should we talk over this, over.. maybe dinner?" [i]Freya seemed to want a more.. committed relationship, if anything.[/i]
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"Oh, sure. Sorry. Doy!" Traci jokingly hit her forehead and laughed. "I jump the gun a lot, Freya. My bad. I'm going way too fast for you, aren't I? Well, no worries! I'll make sure I slow myself down a little and actually be committed...or something. I dunno....I've never done that...before."
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"Well, we can.. work on that. Though I can't keep you as an "acquaintance"-" [i]At that last word, Freya would smile a little, shrugging nonchalantly as she continued to speak.[/i] "...You seem to be skilled in combat, but you did mention assassinations. Would you be interested in.. handling operations, later on?"
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"You wish for me to kill for you, Freya? Yes, whatever you want, just don't leave me." Traci nodded enthusiastically. "Wait, why can't you keep me as a friend or anything?"
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"I meant that you'll have to support me, if you wish to dwell within the garrison. Personally.. I'd let you stay as long as you like. But my fellow men and women would shame you if you simply lived alongside me. I don't want you getting hurt, and I don't want them to get hurt. Killing people.. not yet, Traci. Not yet."
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Edited by Stitch: 11/4/2017 9:29:12 PM"Shame me? I don't mind being shamed. I just want to be your friend. What's the worst that could happen?" Traci giggled yet again, smiling. "Also, why no killing? Murder murder murder kill kill kill! That's what I do!"
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"The worst? Well.." [i]Freya didn't continue. In truth, she was more concerned about what Traci would do. The soldiers would insult her, some would dare to strike her, until Freya came and delivered her justice. But Traci.. Traci seemed to have her own way of doing things.[/i] "I said people. The targets that you shall be culling.. will not be people. Come, we shall speak of this in my tent."
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Edited by Stitch: 11/5/2017 5:51:03 PM"Oki-dokie, Freyfrey!" Traci hopped up and down a little, seeming more than happy to do what ever Freya wished of her. "I promise I won't murder your men."
