<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF40FF">Freya Seree Acantha</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #BF40FF">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/>Freya slowly came to awareness, her head throbbing and body achy. She rolled over to curl into a fetal position, digging the palms of her hands against her clenched eyes. She was having a difficult time remembering what had happened. The only thing she could recall was being drugged by Geek and Tammy--something she was very angry about, but too clouded by pain to do anything.<br/><br/>She wanted to go home, to be in her own bed, to sink into the soft pillows and blankets that were piled on that very bed. Instead she was on a pile of parachutes with a headache that felt as if it would never end. Still, she struggled to sit up. Her stomach felt like it flip-flopped, bile threatening to come up. Maybe it was a reaction to the strange drugs they gave her, she wasn't sure. She managed to keep from getting sick though.<br/><br/>She looked over to see Geek, who seemed to be fast asleep. She stood on shaky legs, making her way quietly to the door in hopes of escape, only to find the door locked. She turned her head back to look at Geek once more, only to notice her had the key firmly in his hand,<span style="color: #BF40FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Damnit..."</span> </span>she mutter silently. With a quiet resolve, she made her way back to him, her hand reaching out gently to grab the key. Her slender fingers wrapped around the key chain gently and slowly she began to pull.