The Dragon and The Queen [Closed, Fryst]

She smiled at his long offering of trying to find a way to describe them, though he might have missed the mark on her. She was no child that has always known peace, but then again maybe he didn't mean that. Maybe he meant how they seen the world around them, where as she was always looking for the best in people he was always looking for the worst because.. that's all he had known. That made her frown for a moment thinking about it but then a light smirk.


"Nah I'l admit izzy-kun I almost got really mad for a second at you earlier, but I thankfully didn't let myself get there. I see now you aren't really mocking me.. you are having a tough time seeing things as I do, as I have. It's my personal belief that we choose how we see the world, no matter where we come from, and while you say you've only seen war, and can only see that.. I don't think that's true. Starting today you aren't only seeing conflict and things, that means that sometime after today you will be able to see this world as I do.. well maybe not exactly as I do. Girls get a lot of free drinks here and guy-.. you know what it doesn't matter.."


She giggles looking over, if he wasn't so brooding he might be halfway handsome.


"When I left Hueco mundo all those years ago, I was eventually brought back against my will by those that wanted to use me.. as a weapon. I have had these abilities and this amount of power for as long as I can remember.. well not really but ever since I became an Arrancar. I was just a little girl then and didn't know better, I knew war, I knew violence and suffering and I thought it was okay. When I awoke from my punishment I had no memory of all of that until a month later.. I guess the point I'm make after all this embarassing rambling is that.. you can't run from what you are but.. you can change how you are. Violence will find me again sometime I'm sure.. but that doesn't mean I can't live without it until that time comes.."


Wow did she really just spill all that to a pretty much perfect stranger? Ya.. she did and felt like an idiot because of it but then again.. she felt pity for the man. All he knew was strife.. she needed to show him there were other things out there.

She looked over and smiled big seeing that smirk on his face, she gave a little giggle and snicker. She couldn't help it, he looked so much better with that on his face than the other look. At least he was optimistic now, they were moving forward.  His change of subject though made her wonder, was it possible that after all of this time.. her father was still looking for her? No.. the old man had to be dead by now. She shivered thinking about it though and shook her head.


"I'm not sure who would still remember little old Fryst Dronning. I grew up in Hueco Mundo, from a little girl, to what I am now.  That was jeez.. close to nine hundred years ago. I wish I knew what happened to Lancelot and the rest of them.. they were good friends of mine, They protected me as I protected them.. Daddy's army wasn't exactly kind you know?"


She sort of scoffed at the memories, As bad as they were there was some fun times back then.. not that she wished to go back to then.. now was much happier, and even with all his faults.. Izzy-kun was already better company than her father.

Well that was a new one, her a legend? A faint smile came across her lips as she took her own trip down memory lane. They had made legends out of her, who knew? she was just little old Fryst, sure she had done most of that stuff, and her Fraccion was treated more fairly because of her.. and she did save countless lives by talking them into joining instead of resisting.. heh maybe they exaggerated a bit, the last part made her sigh.


"If Daddy had his way I would have been in there for eternity.. those legends you heard..  was the Hollow's name Malgoth? He was a cruel man, if he could be called a man at all. He treated me like a tool, something he could lock away and covet. Truth be told I only just escaped his prison not nine months ago...  but those are times long gone. I killed my fair share and had my fair share of war and battle too. He would take me up high when I was a little girl with our vanguard and tell me to kill those below, even the ones on our side.. I didn't think about it at the time. I froze them, all of them one massive blast after another, all to happy to make Daddy proud. It wasn't until I got older that I realized what he was having me do..."


Tears began to form in her eyes as she thought about it, while it may sound like a long time ago.. it was like it had happened all last year. Her prison causing her mind to go into a deep slumber. She was too kind and those memories always made her cry and sad.. she had been used like some sort of weapon. Gods damn it and now she was crying in front of the semi handsome stranger sitting next to her.

Fryst sniffled for a moment shaking her head as the lack luster gesture of comfort still meant something to her. She gave a weak smile to the stranger next to her, happy that at least he felt enough to want to comfort her, but she shook her head nodding.


"I'm fine, but.. thank you Izzy-kun. Those are times long in the past.. I should really just try and forget them again."


She giggles a little bit thinking about something lancelot told her once upon a time, reaching up she touched the necklace on her neck, on it held a single pendant carved from a single piece of his mask he had given her.. all she had left of her once large and strong fraccion. It was shaped like a beautiful snowflake, and as she remembered those words she spoke them aloud.


"Flesh wounds may seem painful, but as time goes by the pain eventually fades. But the Tricky wounds are the ones in your heart, wounds of the heart are difficult to heal. Unlike a flesh wound there are no medicines or ointments to heal it, and as it were they may never heal..."


She smiled a little more now as she played with the pendant. 


"Someone very strong and wise once told me that, he was Braver in his life than I will ever be. You know Izzy-kun maybe you aren't so bad, but I think.. truly we could make you better, at the least better suited to protect this city than you are now."


She offers her smile to him now rolling her shoulders shrugging his arm off if he hadn't removed it yet.


"War is not something a protector should wage, neither retribution, A shield against the darkness is made of light, and light is kind and warm.. ya know? Maybe just maybe.. we can get you to be like that."

Fryst smiled, as he seemed to visibly and vocally soften up. Eh there was definitely hope to help save him for sure. This sensei person he keeps mentioning seems like a nice guy. Taught Izzy-kun some good things too. She nodded to him in return. 


"So do you have a place to stay in the city yet? I know of a few good ones that are vacant or for sale. But you could always check in Naruki as well. It's pretty barren these days, a nice place to stay if you don't like being bothered."


She shrugged again looking out and down on the street the cars like ant as she thought about what all these people did in their free time. Sure some would be boring, but you never could really pinpoint someone on looks or occupation alone. One day she wouldn't have to worry about meetings like this, maybe. This city had been through a lot in even the short time she had been here.


"So your sensei taught you all this? Made you want to protect the city?"


She asked curiously, really just to make small talk and learn more about the somewhat mysterious new friend she was making.

The blonde arrancar smiled and nodded at his first response and then proceeded to listen intently to his next story, which was essentially his lifes story, how trusting of him, but his openess meant a lot to Fryst in the way of trust. He didn't owe her any sort of an explanation outside of why he claimed to be a protector. His explanation so far of everything made sense... he wanted to protect the city.. but in truth he didn't know anything about how to go about doing it at his current power level. Sure he was strong but there is a difference between being strong and protecting something.,.. and then doing it the right way.


"I think you are on the right track at least Izzy-kun. Once we melt away that hard exterior mean guy attitude you should find that there are much less fights to be had. I hope one day though, you know peace like what I've found. Gods knows that even with all of these new people popping up in the city.. not one that I've met so far has been "Bad" just.. different."


She gave a little giggle thinking about it.


"Which is also good, diversity helps our knowledge of everything...ya?"

The blonde arrancar listened to him as he spoke, he was damned near depressing. She puffed out her cheeks and blew the air out in an exasperated manner. 

"Izzy-kun whatever your sensei told you, you have to remember that the past is just that in the past. It's up to you to make your future, not the memory of someone long gone. If I had followed my father's wishes I would be destroying places like this, full of life. Not living in it, not all advice or wishes needs to be followed. Not to mention, well like I said this city doesn't need protecting as many strong spiritual forces that live inside of it, between Kurosaki-kun and his friends, Raiden-kun. There are lots that are even stronger than me. "

She giggled and nodded.

"So whatever your sensei says to protect this city? Why not live among it, learn to love it's inhabitants as I have, then when you are good and read and have a plausible reason. protect it. Because as it is now.. trust me when I say the city has plenty of protectors.. what it needs more are ambassadors, to protect the peace. You understand?"


She was hoping he understood, because in her mind if he was having doubts about why he should even protect the city or the inhabitants.. then he was not in a fit position to protect anything.