Drowning in Sorrow and Drowning Sorrows

[dragoncrest]

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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[dragoncrest]

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."

[feetarestrange]

"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.

[dragoncrest]

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..."

[feetarestrange]

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."

[dragoncrest]

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...?"