<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 realized with some annoyance that the people were talking about her. Tango 2? What in the hell did that mean? She decided to stop faking her sleep and opened her eyes, scanning the room openly. She did not speak immediately, but her eyes did become drawn towards a female in some sort of uniform standing next to a man who looked to be in charge. <br/><br/>The female was an exquisite specimen, if Freya had to say. She had never seen a woman look so delicate and strong at the same time. The girl held herself more proudly than any creature or person Freya had ever seen, and it made her inwardly very giddy. Once they were rescued--because they would be rescued--she would take that one as a pet. <br/><br/>While normally that meant the girl would only live for a temporary amount of time before being thrown to the arena, Freya had a feeling she could convince her mother to let her keep the strange woman indefinitely. After all, what was better than conquering a creature that had taken you captive? Probably not much. Besides, it would be shameful not to own the female. <br/><br/>She looked at the male she stood next to and surmised that the two were very close. Their proximity to each other was much more near than the others in the strange cabin, and they seemed more comfortable around each other than anyone else as well. Perhaps she could use that to her advantage--she would just have to watch the two more closely as she debated what she would do with them when she was free. <br/><br/>She pulled her eyes back to the female and began to spoke, <span style="color: #80BF00">"I say, what sort of uncivilized brutes are you? Landing in my territory and attacking me? I've never heard of such customs!"</span> Freya's voice was deceptively sweet and confused. These people were no where near their homelands, that much she could figure out. It made what would happen to them all the sweeter.</div>