<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80BF00">Freya Seree Acantha</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BF00">Princess Freya</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/a2c6e264-3a65-4102-946a-ac7eb0b5209e_zpsd9b16921.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Freya watched as Gleywine showed up, standing slightly behind her to view the object. She saw him touch it as if to do his own examination, <span style="color: #FF8000">"You are right, it is a machi--" </span>She couldn't hear him anymore as a shock went through her body. She couldn't even let out a scream, but her transmitter began working immediately as it sent distress signals back to her home. Her body collapsed and she tried her best to remain conscious but was unable. Soon everything began to go dark as she felt Gleywine fall upon her. Absently she wished he weren't so heavy, then nothing. <br/><br/>As she began to come to, she could see various people around her--though she did not recognize their dress or see any emblems that would identify them with any particular group. It was clear that those in garbs that looked similar were in some kind of military, while there seemed to be a few people who were dressed in different clothing. She held back a groan, not wanting to alert the people that she was now awake. She kept her eyes slightly closed, peering through her lashes subtly. Her father was going to be angry and she doubt she'd ever be able to get away with going hunting again after this. <br/><br/>Her eyes shift some to look at Gleywine, who seemed to have been knocked out by the shock too. She shifted her eyes once more only to see one of her men dead. She was filled with anger, how dare any kill what was hers?! She, however, kept all trace of emotion off her face--instead continuing the mask of unawareness.</div>