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originally posted in:The New Dojo
2/5/2018 2:11:13 AM
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"That dragon of Bella's is back after destroying a whole city I was still insode of. I killed some b*tch, pretended to be a girl, pissed off her sister, and almost tore my body apart saving her for some reason."
Traci changed into more comfortable sleepwear before she slumped into bed, cuddling up to Freya.
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"...Did you care about her? The woman, I mean. That you claimed to save." [i]Freya rested her head against the soft pillow underneath her, her eyes transitioning from the ceiling of the tent to Traci's being. Light orange and analytical as ever, truly.[/i]
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Traci stared up at thee ceiling, sighing while her body tensed up a bit. "I don't know....I just felt like it's what my mother would've done."
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"Ah.. that's understandable. I.. I never strived to be like my parents. Not my father, nor my mother. Not.. not even Armillion." [i]Freya sighed, shaking her head.[/i] "...Perhaps you did a good thing, or perhaps she'll return for revenge. I wouldn't know.. we'll have to wait, unfortunately."
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"I doubt she likes me, despite saving her life and not killing her sister when I could've. I expect revenge." Traci turned to Freya. "I wish you got to meet my mother..."
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"...Once, I defeated my older brother in a spar. The first time I had ever beaten him. He was.. fantastic. A longsword and a shield against a feeble spear. I tricked him and disarmed him, by distracting him with a feint. I figured that he would be embarrassed and snap, only.. he nodded, patted me on the shoulder, and asked if I could pull that off again. Expect the unexpected, Traci." [i]Freya said, then kissing Traci softly.[/i] "She sounded like a magnificent person.."
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"She was so nice and peaceful and caring....She loved me...so much..." Traci teared up, closing her eyes. "I'll never live up to her."
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"...Yes you will." [i]Freya said, then hugging Traci tightly. Her legs remained motionless, yet she would not allow the woman she loved to sob.[/i] "Perhaps if we.. adopt a child, you will. Though.. I'd save that for later. A child shouldn't be involved in a war and threatened by the chance of defeat.."
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"A-A child?" Traci opened her eyes, fear and hope mixed within them. "Oh, Freya....I'd love to..." She hugged Freya a tad tighter and kissed her cheek.
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"...then it's settled, then? W-We could adopt?" [i]Freya would laugh then, smiling as she held Traci tightly.[/i] "You would make an excellent mother. Oh, they should be a little redhead.. a boy, or a girl? No, I shouldn't let hair color decide.."
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"Oh, I can't wait!" Traci giggled, smiling now and her mood picking up. "I don't care about the hair color, I just want a lil sunshine!"
