asgardeventide | 03 - Video / Action at Freya

[Unlike in previous video posts, there are no bandages on Maya's right shoulder, no sling, and her nodachi isn't in the bag she usually keeps it in. No, the beautiful sword with the swirling dragon about the sheath is resting on her shoulder as she stands before the Freya Welcome House.]

I know it's been a couple weeks since I started at the Citadel, but allow me to introduce myself. I'm Natsume Maya, and I'm one of the Citadel's instructors. I teach the sword and meditation techniques. Unlike the other sword instructors, my specialty is the Japanese style of sword. For those of you from non-Earth worlds, if the sword's blade is single-edged and has a curve to it, I can teach it. I offer lessons three times a week for sword, twice a week for meditation. If you're interested, come to the Citadel and sign up.

Now, the Citadel has a code for chivalrous behavior always within it and while taking classes there. If chivalry isn't your thing and you still want to learn, contact me privately. I do give lessons of a less than chivalrous nature on my own time, but understand that they are not easy.

On another note, my fellow Freya members, I would like to start a little house camaraderie here in the form of a martial arts club. If you are a member of Freya and know martial arts, come down to the common room. [She gives a cocky smirk.] The best fighters don't always end up in Thor.

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My plans would be to interact as little as needed while there, but I think civility's not too hard to handle. What do you mean by frustration though?

I've taught some students before that did not take well to meditation. Their frustration built, making them fail even more, until they lashed out in frustration.

Ah, no. You don't need to worry about that. I have grown accustomed to methods of solving my difficulties failing. If one fails, I will simply turn to another. The search continues, failure or success.

That is a refreshing take.

I have failed a great many times. Lashing out... rarely assists problems. It sometimes makes things worse. I have enough problems with self control as it stands that I do not really need to add to that by getting mad that one method didn't turn out different than all the others.

[She raises an eyebrow.]

And what is the root of your self-control issues?

Demonic blood. I'm half succubus. Some of the issues are easy to control. Avoid arousal, don't let people mind control me, that sort of thing... But sometimes the demonic side gets loose and I go nuts. Meditation used to help, so trying a new method can't hurt.

[There is a long pause, Maya's expression unreadable. She thought this place rendered all such things inert.]

If meditation used to help, why did you stop?

[Sadly for Sam, it wasn't something about powers. It was just twisted hormones and psychology run amok occasionally.]

I did not. It... got a great deal worse in the last year to two years. Around the time my mother passed, I started having much more serious problems. I've stopped doing it as much lately, but it's also a little less severe here. It used to get the better of me a lot more back home.

Hrm.

[Her eyes narrow slightly and she weighs a few things in her mind. This hits a little too close to comfort for her.]

Do you intend on signing up for meditation?

I'm working on alchemical tricks and herbalist cures. There's some special plants around this place that I want to research, see if I can find something to keep those times from happening. It's going to be pretty hit and miss, though, like any sort of alchemy, so I was thinking of signing up. Worth a shot.

Okay. I do reserve the right to terminate lessons should I decide it necessary. I have... experience with what others of a similar state as you.

Reasonable, and accepted. If I lose it, keep reserved the right to knock me unconscious as well. You can assume you have my permission even if I'm fighting back. But... don't watch for angry. I'm usually a little pissed off about most things most days. Watch for flirty, sultry, that sort of thing.

That's much more her MO.

I'm aware of what a succubus is. And if you want to be able to control the impulses completely, you need to begin by accepting that it is a part of you and not some separate entity sharing your body.

Unless it is. In that case, I won't be able to help you.

Mostly just how I phrase it some days. No, she's pretty much me. If there were other things inside of me, those've been silent since I got here. It's just difficult to know quite how to describe that part of me sometimes, since I try very hard to be anything but that.

But, no. You're right. She's not another person, even if she likes to use another name sometimes.

And what name is that?

I vaguely remember that she sometimes swipes the name of one of the demons that used to whisper to me at times [At least, until she'd gotten rid of that seed.]. Abrienda. But she only rarely uses it, usually if people seem to crave treating her like someone else.

Tell me what triggers your other side.

Anything suited to a succubus. Sex, arousal, romance, those things seem to make it more likely to show up at least briefly. I'm starting to wonder if that only impacts ... more traditional emotions in that sense, however. If someone is foolish enough to try to manipulate me, mentally or by powers, they risk dragging it out.

That side of me comes out sometimes on its own. I think it's biological, like a part of me builds up and then releases before going back down.

Have you tracked the frequency?

Here? Not yet. There's been one incident so far. I have a few people trying to right now. At home, the problem was made a lot worse because there were a lot more incidents, and they weren't consistent. But if you're thinking it might be regular, it might. We're looking into it.

Do you know what instigated that incident?

Nothing that I could perceive. In the evening, I felt myself losing control and it resumed to me at around the time the dawn was approaching, when a red-headed fellow I'd met showed up to stop me. It was about twenty four hours or so later.

[Maya ponders this for a moment.]

Do you recall everything that happened during that whole time?

Verbatim. I remember it somewhat disjointedly, like I'm me, but not me, but I remember all of the details. It's... strange.

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