• Full Name: Freya Adia Buchanan
• Nickname(s): Fay
• Species: Faerie
• Age: 23
• Date of Birth: 29th May
• Gender: Cis female
• Pronouns: She/Her
• Orientation: Bisexual
• Nationality: African-American, British

The question almost made cringe, there was too much that he could say that he could hear. At the moment he could faintly hear people training and chatter in the distance but nothing that he could distinguish clearly enough. “More than I would like to at times, believe me, you really don’t want to know. I always feel comfortable in the greenhouse, I’m not sure whether it’s the glass or where this is but I don’t have to tune out as much.”

“I’ll take your word for it.” Freya couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to hear so much but thought it must be overwhelming at times, and there were definitely some sounds she could live without hearing. “Me too, I think it’s the plants. I mean it could be a combination of things but so many plants having healing properties, or help with stress and calming. I’m not quite sure if they could affect your hearing but there are some here I haven’t seen before.”

“I’m serious,” Caleb answered back with a raise of his brow. He wanted to see what the fae was made out of and this was the best way that he knew how. His eyes followed her closely as her she observed the weapons table, this was throwing her in the deep end and now it was time to see if she could swim. “Just any weapon, whatever takes your fancy.” Smiling to himself when he saw her focus on the small dagger that was on the table, already preparing himself for whatever attack that she had in mind. When she threw it in his direction, she quickly stepped to the side and dodged it, easy enough swerve for someone like him. “Not bad, nice throw and decent enough power behind it, a dagger that size is easy to conceal and keep on you at all times. Now, go on pick it up.”

That the vampire easily dodged the dagger wasn’t a real surprise but Freya couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed that he did it with so much ease. Still she nodded in thanks at the praise happy to hear her first throw wasn’t a complete dud. “Okay.” Fay added walking over to collect the dagger, she what else Caleb had in mind for her training considering his first directive was essentially, to attack him. The blade had fallen a little further then Freya had initially thought but it didn’t take her too long to retrieve it, as she turned back Freya asked “What now?”

the herondale only grinned mischievously before pulling her in and pressing her lips to the fairie’s, not caring at all. she wasn’t sure why she did it but she could blame it on the alcohol later. katerina can handle a lot, including kissing a fae and even now, in her state, she left enough space for her to back out if she wanted to.

Caleb had to hold back the sigh that was building up in his chest when the fae began detailing everything that she had done until that point. “Well, it’s good to know what I am working with.” Which was nothing. Tapping his fingers on the edge of the weapons table, he stepped towards her and put his hands out. “Go on, give me your best shot.”

“Wait, seriously?” Somehow Freya felt this wasn’t the conventional way to start training someone, or maybe this was how vampires did. Which felt very much like throwing a child in a pool to help them learn how to swim. “Just any weapon?” She approached the table staring at the weapons in front of her, where to start. Her eye was drawn by the small dagger to the top left of the table but that would require close combat unless... Fay grabbed the dagger and threw it in the direction of the vampire as hard and fast as she could. 

He waited for her to answer curiously, his eyes narrowing as he tried to catch any sound other than the ones which he had trained himself to tune out. He couldn’t hear anything except for the traffic outside the building and on the street below. Listening to her explanation, he nodded slowly back at her and sighed a little in understanding. “That makes sense,” Matt explained with a grin on his face, “I guess that makes a lot more sense but that’s pretty cool. I would rather hear plants humming than be able to hear everything all the damn time.”

Freya was pleasantly surprised by the vampire’s reaction, at a young age she had learned to keep certain talents secret especially this one. People didn’t like it when they heard things they thought to be strange, something Fay has never quite understood but adhered to. “That must be weird, for it never to be silent, constantly hearing things. How much can you hear?”