rekindleme | Drowning in Sorrow and Drowning Sorrows

Who: Freya Crescent and YOU.
Where: A bar in the 3rd District
When: October 24th, afternoon
Summary: Demons just make things even harder to deal with than they already were. Help.
Warnings: Depressed rat lady drinking alcohol?

Freya wasn't one to run away from her enemies out of fear. So while the demons and spirits unnerved her, when a masked shadow approached during the night as she leaped from roof to ground, she lunged forward with her spear, only to be met with air and a touch from the fiend. Not only had her blade done nothing, she felt herself become heavy in more than one way. Thoughts of home plagued her, about how she had failed to save her king and country, how the great tree of Cleyra that promised the Burmecians safety had vanished in a second, gone forever with all those she'd promised to save. How the one she'd searched and failed for years to find had only appeared before her due to the tragedy of her country, and how he'd forgotten her completely.

Feeling hopeless, she retreated to the relative safety of her apartment for the night, but she could hardly sleep; thoughts of her failure, of being forgotten, still haunted her, and she couldn't even stand to look at her usual gear without feeling a crushing disappointment in herself.

In the afternoon, looking particularly downtrodden and missing her distinct red outfit, she dragged herself out to the local bar for a drink, hoping in vain that she might bring herself out of the dark mindset she'd fallen into. She sat slouched over her mug, her ribbon-adorned tail unusually drooping and tired green eyes staring down into the liquid without seeing it. Needless to say, she really looked like she needed a pick-me-up.

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Nami had spotted Freya out of the corner of her eye, though just briefly. It was only through familiarity that she was able to recognize her friend even without the distinct red armor. She didn't think much of it at first, letting her go about her business. It wasn't until the lack of red armor really registered in her mind that Nami thought more of it. It was rare for her to be without it, so the mermaid went back to where she had spotted her, looking around for any sign the knight.

A few quick building entries and exits later and she ended up inside what looked like a bar, and there she was!

"Hey, Freya." Though Nami approached her with a smile, it quickly faded after noticing her friend's downtrodden expression. "Are you alright...?"

Though it took a moment for Freya to recognize the sound of her name, her head rose and turned towards the familiar voice as Nami approached.

"Nami." She wasn't exactly in a condition to smile, even if she was glad to see the other woman, so her eyes drifted to some spot on the wall behind her instead.

"I'm fine," she replied, but the answer came several moments later, as if she had to force out the words. "Are you doing well?"

This... wasn't like her at all.

She had known Freya long enough to have realized that something was definitely wrong. What could've happened? Nami really just had no idea. "I'm okay. I saw you outside and thought I'd see how you were doing." Clearly, the knight had seen better days.

She didn't know what was going on, but Nami was determined to help.

"Can I sit with you?"

She gave a nod in response, not about to object to friendly company even if she was in a terrible mood. She didn't want to bring Nami's mood down as well, so she attempted to think of some topic of conversation that wouldn't.

"Thank you for the concern," she said before taking a sip of her mug. A few moments and a silent sigh passed before she spoke again. "I've heard a festival began today... have you been?"

"Not yet, actually." Nami sat across the table from Freya, keeping a close eye on her friend. "But I'll probably go an have a look later." May as well see what it was all about, she thought.

"What's the festival about? Do you know?"

"I'm... not certain," Freya replied after wiping the foam from her snout. "Perhaps a harvest festival. They are common around this time in my world."

She couldn't seem to look at Nami for very long, her eyes focused on the walls or her drink. "Let me know how it is, if you do," she said, finger idly tracing the rim of the mug. She didn't seem to have any desire to go...

"Huh? You don't want to go?" It just didn't seem like Freya being herself today. What could've happened to make her act like that? "I would've that maybe you and I could go together, just to check it out." Nami also noticed how the knight didn't seem to be feeling like making much eye contact with her today.

"Are you sure you're not interested? A harvest festival sounds like it could be pretty fun."

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"I'm not sure I'm in the right mood," she said somewhat quietly. "I fear I'd only keep you from enjoying it, if I were to go with you."

As much as she'd try, she couldn't really guarantee that she'd be able to stay positive enough to really share any kind of celebration with anyone without dragging them down. She didn't want to be a burden.

She shook her head. "That's not true. You're my friend and I'd never think you'd keep me from enjoying anything." Alright, Nami had seen and heard enough. Whatever had happened to Freya, she was determined to get to the bottom of it.

"I asked this already but are you sure you're alright? You haven't been acting like yourself since I found you here."

Freya sighed. It didn't appear as if she was doing enough to keep her friend from worrying, so she supposed there was no reason to lie about it that much... But she could try to keep from being too depressing, she hoped.

"I've just felt... very discouraged since last night. I was unable to sleep, and I keep thinking of home."

"Last night? What happened?" It must've been pretty severe to have brought down Freya's spirits so severely. "Did you have some kind of nightmare?" Nami could relate to missing one's home. She missed hers every day.

She nodded silently; what little sleep she'd managed to get had been plagued with the awful memories of when she'd left to arrive in the city.

"I was patrolling when I encountered those strange shadows... I tried to fend one off, but it simply faded away." Freya took something between a breath and a sigh. "It made me feel as if attempting to do anything isn't helpful..."

Nami had wanted to find out what had happened, and she finally felt like she had something to go on. "A weird shadow?" Things were starting to come together for her, definitely. "You know, something similar happened to me." Nami began. "Not a shadow, but... it was like a little a small orb of light." Could the two have been connected? It seemed likely.

"It told me something. About wandering spirits, and to help with the suffering they had with the living."

She was about to give Nami a nod in response when she heard her say she experienced something similar, and she turned her head towards the mermaid in concern. It was bad enough that they were out and about, and that they'd tried to accost Freya. She didn't want her friends to be in danger as well.

Thankfully, her fears were assuaged a moment after, though the cryptic message the light gave Nami left her confused.

"Wandering spirits?" she repeated, wondering if that's what those shadowy entities had been. "Do you know what it might have meant...?"

Drowning in Sorrow and Drowning Sorrows

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