Vaila
Cybernetic Princess.
As Freya disappeared into the darkness, she felt herself relax. For the entire evening, she'd felt only marginally happier than she had been these last weeks. But it had been exhausting. She'd longed for the numbness which had become her comfort, and she was glad now when it wrapped around and consumed her. She allowed herself to get lost in it for a moment before making her way back to the camps in New York automatically. She wasn't even paying attention as she shifted into a large black Pegasus. She flapped her wings delicately, flying off into the night. It took her most of the night but it wasn't long until she reached the storm. But still she continued through it, pushing her muscles as lightning crackled around her. She hoped that it was Zeus' punishment finally coming for her but she was disappointed when she arrived at the camp unharmed. She landed and stepped into the Aphrodite cabin, which while empty was dry. Although she was exhausted, she turned on the lights she had plugged into the main electricity and continued to build. By the time she'd finished the walls, the storm had ended. She began to set up the lights for the house, each room that she'd set up being fitted with delicately hung light fixtures. Pulling out paint, she began to paint a white base coat on top of the plaster board. She was exhausted, but she wouldn't stop.