#~I have hobbies for example I collect the ashes of my enemies; Freya Mikaelson

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"You mind hurrying it up," Freya all but demands as she shifts impatiently, arms crossed at the register of the local apothecary. "I have very little time and very little patience."

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“ i didn’t want to tell you until i was sure, but… i’m pregnant. “ ( Billie & Freya LMAOOOO )

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Closed Starter - @fragmcntedsouls (Keelin)

"So I'm pretty sure I just saw Klaus carrying around a massive pink bunny," Freya muses with a laugh as she loops an arm around her wife's waist. "Probably wants it to match his floral kimono. Also you didn't hear this from me but I'm pretty sure Briggs, Lucas, and Billie are planning on hijacking a bumper car and off-roading with it which honestly, I kind of which I had thought of that because that sounds fun."

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❝ i would love to help you but i'm afraid i'm suffering from a terrible case of 'it's not my problem.' ❞ ( luna to freya )

Cerulean hues almost instantly rolled, frame turning slowly to face her niece as a heavy sigh eased from her lips. "Then do us both a favor and leave," Freya retorted. "I haven't the time or the patience for that fake tough girl shit attitude that you seem to have twenty-four seven. Keep at it and I'll have to show you how a real bitch does it. Go bother your uncle Klaus or something."

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That voice was all to familiar, a smile tugging at her lips as her frame turns to face the male and a soft laugh eases from her lips. "And here I thought the gentleman was supposed to buy the drinks," Freya taunted, attention pulling away for only a moment to wave down the bartender. "But I suppose I could pay for your drink. Being the wonderful friend that I am and all."

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"Are you here to buy me a drink?" Vincent asked as he turned around to look at Freya. "I wouldn't expect anything less from my favorite Mikaelson." A chuckle escaped his lips as he greeted his friend who had become more like family throughout the years.

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Amusement flashes across the witch’s features at Riley’s words, frame turning as she finally collects her bags before moving towards the exit. “Surely spending the day with me isn’t as entertaining as hanging out with Briggs,” Freya muses to the girl. “You sure you wouldn’t rather be hanging out with the Three Musketeers back at the compound?”

riley stook next to her best friend's mom, her eyes darting between the woman and the person manning the register. as someone in the customer service world, and hated the customer aspect of it, even she was getting impatient. just when she was about to step in, the transaction finished. "thank fuck that's over, lets vamoose!"

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Brows rose at his attempt to play off why he was in here, faint laughter bubbling within her chest as she shakes her head. “I don’t have to give you the birds and the bees talk do I,” Freya questions directly, gaze remaining trained on her son. “Right, right, your privacy. I’m sure that’s all it is.”

Briggs knew he'd tested that patience more than a few times, but neither mother had ever made him feel like he was a burden. Instead, they had taught him about how a parent's love could and should be unconditional. "Me? Looking for something?" He repeated as though he were suddenly dumb, "nah, nothin'. Just walking around." Apparently they were not as subtle as he thought, so he shrugged and offered with his best impression of innocence, "well, we--we like our privacy?"

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A soft bun eases from her lips as amusement plays against her features, single brow rising as she watched her shove the supplies into her bag. “Uh-huh,” Freya muses, tone playful as she bites back a smile and nods her head. “It takes time but I’m sure you’ve got more of a handle on it than you think you do. I hate to ask what you and Briggs have planned tonight as I’m not entirely sure I want to know but will you two be joining Keelin and I for dinner or should we just order you two a pizza?”

"Definitely the first option" was that better? she wasn't sure, but she was happy enough to play along as she began cramming the items into her backpack. Her cheeks felt as though they were burning as she sheepishly peaked up at Freya, smiling awkwardly as she then slung the bag over her shoulder. "I was just grabbing some supplies, I still don't really get all of this witch stuff so i've probably -- got the wrong thing."

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It didn't take her long to place the voice of her son as she turned on her heel to face him, smile tugging across his lips as she shakes her head. "I've always got a special reserve of patience for you set aside, Briggs," Freya admits. "What're you looking for? Don't tell me you and Billie burned through all of that sage already, did you?"

Seeing the sun not filtered through a window for the first time in a few days, Briggs finally left the compound to restock on sage to burn for his privacy spell. Spotting his mom, he stepped inside the shop as she was encouraging haste. "I guess I'll come back then," he teased before a fond smile rose on the corners of his lips. "Unless you've got that special reserve of patience set aside for me?"

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The smile was on her lips before she even had the chance to turn around, the voice one that she knew and loved all too well. A glance over her shoulder is given as the other approaches, brows dipping slightly before giving a shake of her head. "You stay, I stay," Freya counters, mood changing within seconds. "Just wish they wouldn't take so long to gather such an incredibly small list."

"There's that welcoming tone that I know and love" Keelin taunted, appearing at Freya's side, gently nudging the others frame. "You go home, i'll finish up here."

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A brow rises as she glances down at the objects in Billie's arms, subtle amusement playing across her features. "Hello Billie," Freya greets softly. "Now either you are trying to get rid of some seriously bad juju or you and Briggs are doing things you don't want anyone to know about. For both of our sakes I'm gonna allow myself to believe that it's the first option."

"Sorry, almost done" Billie murmured without seeing who was standing behind her, which was her first mistake. The second was finishing up the transaction and turning around with her arms full of sage before having put them into her bag. "Oh -- no. Mrs Mikaelson" her voice became uncomfortably high as she added "-- hello."

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"I've never really cared for what people think of me," Freya counters with a nonchalant shrug. "Perhaps he should learn to do his job properly and efficiently, people would be far less impatient that way. Just because he hates his job doesn't mean he has to make others suffer his incompetence."

"i'm not saying you are."luna spoke, hands raised ever so slightly. she knew that, but even being passive aggressive could be seen as violent to people, especially in the chaos of this world. "sometimes you have to be patient though and honestly, being inpatient like this can seem a little... dickish to some people."

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"Wait what," Freya questions, movements halting as her hand falls to Hope's arm to stop her from going any further. "When the hell did this happen? Does Klaus know?"

"from being kidnapped. they used red oak to keep me subdued. i just thought for a moment that it might have done something. not like anyone actually knows since there aren't any other tribrids and all," she said with a shrug. "you know. being held captive isn't exactly a fun trip."

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"Of course you will," Freya counters, grin against her lips as sapphire hues roll before graciously allowing her brother to take some of her bags from her grasp. "Careful with those, don't want to ruin the all the sage now, do we?" Laughter rises from the pit of her stomach, head shaking at his words as brows rise in amusement. "An image I hope that I never witness, thanks," the witch is quick to retort. "Hey woah I do not need to know what happens between you and Cami in the bedroom. Whatever kinky ass shit you two do is between you and her."

A subtle smirk tugged at the corners of his lips given Freya’s eye roll, satisfied that he’d coaxed such a reaction from his sister “a compliment i’ll happily receive” he quipped, despite knowing that it wasn’t intended as such. A roll of his shoulders was offered, reaching for some of the bags that his sister was carrying. “I happen to think I looked rather fetching in a floral kimono, thanks love.” Smirking, he couldn't help but add "Camille thought so too."  

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Brows dip as her gaze falls on her oldest niece, concern etched across the witch's features as her head tilts slightly. "Permanent damage from what," Freya questions curiously before shaking her head. "What's going on that you've not been sleeping? Anything I can help with?"

hope froze before her face flushed a little and she looked away. "oh. right," she said awkwardly. "i guess my brain got a little mixed up since i haven't been sleeping well lately. hopefully it's not permanent damage or anything from....well it's probably just the sleep," she said, completely embarrassed.

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There's a roll of her eyes, amusement toying at the corners of her lips as she offers her brother a shake of her head. "And you do it so very well," Freya retorts. "Much to my dismay, might I add." A laugh rises in her chest, amusement evident in her features as her gaze remains on Klaus, watching as the amusement played against his own features. "Hey, woah," the witch counters playfully. "Maybe you should invest in your own robe instead of wearing Camille's all over the compound knowing the risk you take doing so. I'm just saying."

Klaus’ amusement was impossible to conceal from his sister, his eyes offering a glint of mischief as she met his quip with one of her own. “Well, what can I say love? I rather enjoy doing my bit for this family.” His gaze soon narrowed at the redirection of their conversation, brow creasing before the revelation had been made and Klaus found himself unwilling to weigh in on the topic. “Keelin” he hissed, head shaking as he did so, although there was no malice to his tone. In fact, he had found the ordeal somewhat amusing himself. "I'm beginning to rethink ever having offered my blessing for the choice in company that you keep."