ƒ freya mikaelson | the originals

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	✔ Cʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs/AU ✔ Aᴄᴛɪᴏɴsᴘᴀᴍ ✔ Pʀᴏsᴇ	✔ Pɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs ✔ Oᴛʜᴇʀᴡᴏʀᴅʟʏ ✔ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs	♥ F/M, F/F ⏰ Lᴇɢᴀᴄɪᴇs-ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴀɴᴛ

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someday she'll have more than one icon

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[deathlessness]

If Freya had known that her ally in Seattle would die at the hands of her deranged aunt in the most painful way possible, she probably would have left town long before Liv and Detective Babineaux happened to arrive at her front door. If she had known that Liv was a zombie and that seeing her would trigger memories of the heated argument they had shortly before his death, as well as a little bit of magic, she would have never let Liv see her face.

She knows neither of these things, which is why she's silly enough to open the front door.

The moment she lays eyes on Liv she knows what's going on, makes note of the pale complexion and colorless hair. Her eyes widen in surprise before narrowing in confusion, glancing between the two of them for a moment before tipping her head to the side, curiously. "Can I help you?"

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"I hope so." Liv says in a matter of fact sort of voice. "Did you know a Victor Brown?"

It's a trick question. She knows Freya did. She's seen it from eating his brains. And being here in front of the girl is bound to trigger more.

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Her brow furrows for a moment, before nodding slowly. "I do. He's a friend. Is everything alright?"