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"Looks like we're done, folks. Besides the rather odd temperature fluctuation which might mean some stormy skies, there's nothing really of note. Behemoth levels remain constant, as I said."

Freya's posture remained upright, her hand supporting her chin as her large amber eyes bored into the man. Her gaze was bolted to Cedric; apt to listen to anything he had to say, even if the gravity of his speech whizzed right over her head.

She was never particularly attentive during such tedious events. She paid mind for the well being of the Drakonrhedi, of course, but she never really took these things to heart. The Council was required to accumulate every so often to address the nonexistent issues they had. It was a rare occurrence, but quite effective once a problem surfaced.

This, however, was certainly a rare occurrence. Freya hadn't been so vigilant during a meeting since... well, since her first week on the job. That was a hot mess.

Still, she wasn't especially interested in the words coming off her fellow Vetr's mouth. She was more so intrigued by his body language.

He had been shooting her looks throughout the entire meeting. At first, it didn't appear to be a surprise of any sort. They were, after all, far closer than they were with the remainder of their coworkers. Such things can only be expected.

He was different this time. Slightly fidgety? Sending her far too many glances, each one seeming to withhold some obscure trace of helplessness.

Well, okay, not entire helpless. But something was definitely up!

"No questions? Meeting concluded, then."

Freya rose to her feet, allowing the other Council members to funnel through the doorway before tagging behind the conga line. She sent Cedric a curious glance as she reached the door. Perhaps she had misinterpreted his apparent plea? No, she didn't. She was quite certain that she had accurately read his cries for help. She lingered at the threshold of the room.

"Wait! Uhm. Freya. I need to ask you something."

I knew it!

Freya backed into the doorway, her movement especially slow for dramatic effect. Of course there was something wrong! She didn't know what - it was a little worrying, to be honest! Still, she couldn't say that she wasn't excited. She pulled away from the door, turning to face Cedric.

"Hm?"

"I. Ah." He combed his flamboyant blue hair with his hand. A nervous habit of his, she had long since discovered.

"So, you know how you owe me like five favors...?"

She pondered at the thought. Was it truly five? Sure, they both had their fair share of mishaps, although she didn't believe it was a whole five. He was exaggerating.

It must have been four. Four and a half.

"Well, I suppose, but-" He cut her off before she could continue.

"I want to call them all in."

That statement caused her thin eyebrow to raise in suspicion. It triggered a smile, her curiosity gnawing at her gut.
What could possibly cause him to reel in all of his favors? He clung to those things for dear life! Heck, he always brought them up at the most ridiculous of times. Practically everything could be countered with a "Hey, you owe me".
Sure, they've swapped favors before. But he always seemed to outplay her.

Oh, Ced, this must be reeeaaalllyyy good.

"I. Uh. Need to know some... things. About courting people. I figured you probably knew about that?"

Her smile broadened, eyes lighting up at the request. A moment of silence swept through the scene just before she could gun him down with her rapid speaking.

"Oh, Ced, did you find a lady! ...O-or a man. I don't care. Yay! Who are they? What do they look like? Ohoh, I bet you found them in a library reading some Shakespearean stuff. Oh! This is exciting! Where do they live? Are they part of the Drakonrhedi? Are they from a clan? Oh, say they're from a clan! STAR-CROSSED LOVERS CED!"

Tags: Cedric Vyrrson
Inspiration: nooopr
Notes: FREYA SIT DOWN
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"No!"

Cedric extended his arms, desperately attempting to cease her gibberish. Freya's excitement reluctantly settled, halting her assumptions to allow the man to properly respond.

"She's not-"

Haha, bingo! You did find yourself a lady!

"She is not part of a clan! And she has blue- I mean-"

Blue! Blue what? Blue eyes? Blue socks? Whaaaaattt!

"SHE DOESN'T LOOK LIKE ANYTHING BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T EXIST!"

Freya bit back an impending chortle, watching the flustered man attempt to realign himself.
She didn't exist, eh? She'd have difficulties believing that. Now that he roused the question, it would be hard to pry that leech from her skin.

"I'm researching for a Shakespearean play. I wanted to compare and contrast his time with our time."

Not very convincing... and that still doesn't make up for anything! If that were true, I think you would've started with that line.

"And I need to ask some questions."

She watched him with dangerous levels of amusement, her excitement having punched a hole through the ceiling already.
Good recovery. Still too stubborn to believe it, but she'll take it nevertheless.

"And I mean, a lot of questions. Starting with, if a girl--hypothetically--kisses you when drunk, does it mean... anything? At all?"

Her grin mutated into a twisted smirk, attempting to physically restrain herself from bouncing up and down.

Cedric, you dog!
Er... cat.

She gave herself a moment to properly compose herself. She wouldn't want to rap him with yet another blowout.

"Well, if we're being hypothetical... I suppose it could depend on the girl's level of drunkenness? Still, people don't simply kiss someone for no reason." Her lips cracked into a smile as she continued. "What a strange question! I bet this will be a wonderful play."

The sarcasm was, in fact, far too evident in her voice. She really shouldn't have bothered - crude humor was never her area of expertise.
Of course, this was just too great to resist.

Tags: Cedric Vyrrson
Inspiration: hahaishouldsleep
Notes: what have you done cedric
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"Love's Labour Lost."

Freya was, of course, unfamiliar with the title.

"Well... I'm pretty sure that she's fairly drunk. She had a lot of alcohol--and I'm getting that from the stage instructions. But I guess from her lines that she might've displayed some jealousy before? I mean, it's not like I'm an aura reader or anything of the sort."

She stroked her chin thoughtfully. He was admittedly good at covering his tracks, but she knew better than to believe him. After all, she already had his scent.

Jealousy, though? That was interesting.
The entire "aura reader" expression was somewhat... unique. She wasn't entirely sure as to what those things were. She had certainly heard of such strange cases, sure, but she hardly had a basis knowledge of the matter.

"And what was this character jealous of?" She asked, promptly deciding to take a nearby seat. This conversation may be slightly longer than she had anticipated.
Not like she was complaining.

"I mean, she and the other character have just recently met, but they did some fairly... extensive exercises together. I mean, I suppose it could qualify as quality bonding time? Speaking of. What does count as 'quality bonding time' anyway?"

Freya rose an eyebrow at the man. Just what had he done to achieve "quality bonding time"?

"Well, it depends on what 'extensive exercises' these two participated in."

"Also, how pissed would a woman be to find out that after kissing someone while drunk, she was promptly knocked out by this person? I mean. Gently, of course."

That was it. There it was. The breaking point. Her previously crossed legs retained their normal stance, leaning forward slightly as she stared at the man in disbelief
Knocked her ou... what could possible require such a rash reaction?

"Cedric, what the hell!"

Tags: Cedric Vyrrson
Inspiration: yre
Notes: okie im going to bed now
have a bad repllyyyy
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"What else was I supposed to do?! Freya, she kissed me! And was drunk! And worst of all I think I liked it!"

She shook her head furiously, bringing her hand to her temple as if she were nursing a headache. What was he possibly thinking? At least he had dropped his futile guise in the process.

"You do realize that you have so many other options, right? Knocking her out should not be one of them! Goodness, if someone knocked me out, I don't think I'd want to face them after that."

Her stern expression lessened slightly as she reconciled her words. That probably wasn't the most opportune thing to say at the time... especially since he just admitted that he may even have feelings for her.

Bad Freya! Quick, say something nice.

"Well, I mean, maybe I'd ask them why. Maybe she thought it was funny! Ahh, I don't know, I just hope she doesn't remember that specific event." She shook her head once again, saying, "I mean, you did say she was drunk. You could probably convince her that something else happened."

She had partially anticipated Cedric's outbreak.

"See because well first of all she thought I was a cat because I was in cat form but anyway I transformed out and she was only a little surprised and then we went up and broke up a fight and were a pretty good team if I say so myself so then I invited her to help me clean out the city well we found this gang intimidating this guy and so we intervened and beat them up and referenced Shakespeare while we were at it and well then I invited her out to dinner 'cause well she was nice right reward system and all?"

"Well, yes, that makes se-"

"But well then she gets drunk because apparently she really like Black Ties and I can't blame her they're good and I really don't mind paying because you know my parents and all and then well like I asked her for her help in making an aura lens so that she would only be able to see emotions of mine I wanted her to see because she's an aura reader you know and I don't like people knowing how I feel you know that and especially since I kinda like her."

"Ah, so that explains the whole aura ref-"

"So anyway we're talking and I might have been checking her out because she started acting really irritated towards me so when I asked her I think she figured I might like someone else who's an aura reader and said that they were probably really annoying which I said that they weren't because of course she's not annoying and then she called them--which is actually her you know--a bitch and I replied that no, this person was not a bitch, because well she's not a bitch. She's nice. And she helped me."

"Oh gosh this is-"

"And then... she sorta seemed to get annoyed. But then I managed to turn the conversation to the fact that she was drinking a lot, which she didn't seem to mind, and since I'm not like her ruler or anything I didn't really mind. But then she kissed me?"

There was a pause on both of their parts. Freya was still attempting to piece together the story.

"And I think that might've been my fault."

"But she agreed to help me with the aura lens... but I don't know if she remembers that we kissed or what. And for the record, I didn't hit her or anything. I used the sinus trick. Plus, she was probably about to pass out anyway."

It was still difficult to wrap her head around. She supposed that his course of action seemed semi-logical, especially given his personality. She pursed her lips as she replied.

"I mean... that could make some form of sense. But I still believe that what you did was incredibly unnecessary, even if you didn't physically knock her out!" She let loose a sigh before continuing. "Still, you could always lead her to believe that she simply passed out. And you do have a valid reason for visiting her!"

She shrugged and said, "I think I'd give it a few days. When did this happen, anyways?"

Tags: Cedric Vyrrson
Inspiration:
Notes: IM SORRY IM SORRY
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"Freya. She smirked at me. It was. I don't even. Coy? Either way. People don't normally smirk that way when they're making a joke."

She frowned slightly, although she couldn't argue with his reasoning.

What was I supposed to do? Besides, I won't tell her I knocked her out. I'll say she passed out. She probably won't remember, anyway. I hope not.

That was a sensible approach. She was still abashed that Cedric actually knocked the poor soul out, although she was beginning to see the light in the situation.
Besides, it's not like it was entirely surprising. Not coming from Cedric, anyways.

He promptly replied to her question.

"Yesterday."

Only yesterday, huh? A minuscule smile formed on her lips. It was almost amusing to see Cedric in such a desperate state of mind. Perhaps he truly did have said feelings for this woman? I mean, she would've assumed that he'd give himself a moment to compensate the events before coming to her for her indisputable expertise.

"You're not allowed to tell anyone, by the way."

She chuckled. "Honestly, Ced, who would I tell?"
No friends of hers were interested in the affairs of her comrades.
...Actually, some may be, but she had no reason to spill his secrets.

"So after this 'few days' time limit is up, what am I supposed to do? In regards to courting, that is."

Freya allowed a few seconds of silence to surpass them. She exhaled, readying herself before responding.

"Well, I would confront her in a seemingly 'coincidental' way. You know. Figure out where she's going, and just-so-happen to stumble on her. That aura lens thing is good. I'd milk that for all it's worth."

The straightened her posture, hands lying flat on the table as she proceeded.

"Hopefully she doesn't remember any of the events that transpired prior to you knocking her out. If she does, maybe she'll have the heart to not bring them up. If she does... Improvise. I'm assuming she won't remember anything, like you said."

"After that, it's kind of up to you. What kind of stuff does she like? Do you know?"

Tags: Cedric Vyrrson
Inspiration:
Notes:
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"I don't know. I just don't want word reaching the Tiros. That'll be a hell for sure."

She couldn't help but agree. Those kids typically made a mess out of things, igniting rumors with any spark they could find.
It would be best that his little crush go by unnoticed.

"The only issue is that I'll have to be incredibly calm the entire time. Of course, that'll be the case no matter when or where I interact with her."

How would that- Oh, riiiiggghhhtt. She's an aura reader! Emotions, yeah? Haha, Ced, now you're just setting yourself up to fail.

"Well, I don't know too much about aura readers. But I'm sure you'll be just fine! Gotta keep your chin up."

He was going to royally screw that part up. She could only hope that the woman currently grasping his heart could push past his inbound awkwardness.

"I'll convince her that she was delirious and drunk if she remembers anything."

"Yes, that's a good idea," She agreed, toying with her hair as he began to list off her likes.

"Well... food... weapons... my hair and quite possibly my nose?" She giggled silently, watching him gain a sudden radiance as he proceeded. "Adventure. Yes. She likes my style of adventure, anyway."

Adventure, huh? She could work with that.

"Kicking arse, and looking good while doing so."

Freya continued to chuckle. She wished she had a visual to go with his babble, but she knew that the Vetr would be more likely to knock her out than he was to reveal the woman's identity.

... Actually, that was a poor example. He would knock her out with little hesitation.

He was more likely to feed her to a Pyropan. There. That seemed less likely.

"Good, that's good. I know you can't up and find an adventure, and I certainly don't want you to go picking fights, but you'll probably want to find some way to entertain her if you want to keep her." She removed her hand from her hair, having satisfied the urge to practically ruin the tight braid.

"Of course, I don't know who she is, so it's a little hard for me to give you proper advice. Maybe you should take her on walks? Sounds like you both like to tamper with civilians."

Freya honestly had no idea what she was doing. She could easily be leading this man to his doom, but she'll be damned if she didn't get a say in his romantic affairs!

"Would it be immoral to put her as my partner for recon patrols?"

She couldn't help but to smirk at his request.

"You know, it might be a little suspicious, but it isn't an entirely awful idea. Although it could easily come and bite you in the arse, especially if you later realize that you aren't as compatible as you imagined."

Tags: Cedric Vyrrson
Inspiration:
Notes: I FEEL LIKE ADE IS SLEEPING RIGHT NOW AND PUCK IS JUST THERE STARING AT HER WINDOW
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