Logs:Talk of Durances and the taste of porcelain

Content Warning Cannabalism, Self harm, sexual themes, lack of consent.

Cast Ylva Theodulus Klaire Henriette

Setting Klaires House

Log Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire was sitting at her table at home, Rook curled around her feet after having eaten his lunch. She is dressed comfy, not expecting to go out today. She has a mostly untouched sandwich on a plate in front of her, a cup full of tea, and one of the plastic cups she got for Ylva sitting in the middle of the table. She is currently glaring at the cup as if it were the worst possible object in the world, clearly a bit grumpy...maybe even at it? Jess [She/Her]: Speaking of Ylva she appears through the room to the bedroom. Not from the bedroom but still. She is wearing a sports bra and a her simple skirt, bare feet her coat over her arm. A gentle wave to Klaire as she says "Hey cutie, what did my cup do to you?" Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire jumps in surprise, and a much less startled Rook's tail starts wagging under the table. "Oh! Sorry, I didn't hear you come in." She takes a quick breath. "Well...its not moving for one, for another its hard to break and light so..." she looks back at the cup and sighs. "Can I get you anything for lunch, dear? I just made a sandwich for myself and have no problem making another for you." Jess [She/Her]: There is a little chuckle from Ylva as she sits down to pet Rook before leaning over and giving Klaire a kiss on the cheek. "Well I did just portal into your house so like not super surprising you didnt see me." She looks to the cup before picking it up and making plane sounds as she flys it through the air. "See, moving!" Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: She smiles at the kiss, and Rook rolls over onto his side a second later for belly rubs, staring up at the Changeling. "I expected such, I just wasn't paying as much attention." She watching the cup, frown slowly turning into a bemused smile. "Yep, its moving alright. Thank you hun. I'm just...well we can get to that later." She takes a bite of her food for the first time in a few minutes. Jess [She/Her]: Ylva leans into Klaire absently giving Rook belly rubs. "And no, im good. I ate a. I ate before I came. Didnt want to eat all of your food, again." Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire nods. "Well I am glad you are getting food." She pauses for a moment, almost speaking, and then stopping. Jess [She/Her]: There is a nod before she continues with a smile. "This one didnt even want to get eaten, was a very fun chase." She tilts her head watching Klaire. "Whats up hun?" Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire holds Ylva's hand. "Just a thought after a conversation with Jay. Some things I probably shouldn't ask but...I worry about not knowing. About...well...what happened to you." She strokes the hand. "I know its difficult for you to talk about, so I don't want to press. And if you aren't comfortable, I won't ask. It just...crossed my mind is all." Jess [She/Her]: Ylva tilts her head before her face loses all its color and she just sits there for a moment. "I was gone, now im back." Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire holds the hand. "Then I won't ask." Klaire looks around for a moment for a new topic to discuss instead, giving Ylva a way out. "So...I developed a new ability...maybe?" Jess [She/Her]: Ylva leans closer into Klaire, trying to hide the look on her face. "What do you want to know?" She finally says quietly into Klaires chest. Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire pauses, turning directly towards Ylva. She takes both of Ylva's hands in her own. "My curiosity shouldn't outweigh your boundries. You don't want to talk about it, and I won't force you to." Jess [She/Her]: Ylva just burrows down further, holding tight to Klaire. Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire holds Ylva close, recognizing her partner's silent question. "Well...I know what...that you are a fox of sorts. What I don't know is what...you were made to do. If its too much to say, you can think it at me?" A pat of the hand. "And if you don't want to answer, you don't need to. I just want to...understand more. Ok?" Jess [She/Her]: Ylva nods her head gently. "I was made into a guard dog for Him, his guard dog and waste disposal. He spent the whole time I was there trying to make more of me. I took to the job really well. Any time it didnt work, I dealt with the waste and stopped people taking his things." Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire pauses, slowly stroking Ylva's hair. A slow anger growing in her chest as she's told more. "I'm so sorry...so so sorry. You...and no one else, should have to go through that. Its just...awful what He did to you." A stroke behind the ear as she raises Ylva's face, thinking back to her last conversation with Jay. "What can I do to best help you, Ylva? I want to be here for you in any way I can." Jess [She/Her]: She hears Klaire speak but doesnt stop speaking. "I wasnt like this in the beginning. In the beginning he had to train me. Make me want the taste. Train me to want to be his waste disposal, to look forward to someone trying to escape so that I got a snack, to look forward to a failed experiment so that I got a snack. In the beginning he would tie me down and force feed me, you cant resist that, he makes the rules, there was nothing I could do, I just had to eat what he gave me. Eventually he stopped having to force me and I would just do it, eventually I wanted to do it." Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire's hand balls at her side, and Rook comes over between their legs to snuggle. "He...I can't believe he...that fucker. He broke you down...make you something that." She shakes her head, attempting to stay calm. "I'm so sorry Ylva. That He made you do that...that He did anything to you..." Jess [She/Her]: Ylva leans into Klaire, head laying in her lap. Shaking slightly as Klaire speaks. "Sorry, I, didnt mean to, say so much." Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire's emotions peak as she sees how downtrod her partner was after talking about it. Klaire also shakes, but hers in anger. Her voice stays calm. "You have no reason to be sorry, hun. I hadn't realized...just how much he put you through. I knew it was bad but...." Behind her, the half empty plate, mug, and cup start floating slowly off the table. The movement unsteady but definetly moving under their own power. Jess [She/Her]: Ylva twitches at the movement her mouth widening and an unpleasant crunch as one of Klaires ceramic plates disappears down that throat before she looks up at Klaire a little wide eyed. "I, fuck, sorry. I was on edge and just kinda saw a movement and responded." Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire is snapped out of her anger and the objects fal, the mug also shattering. She gives confused and concerned look. Ylva did get the other half of her sandwich though. She gives a shake of her head and tries to make it funny. "Well...I told you I would make you food if you wanted? I didn't mean mine. Be careful of the edges there, they're sharp." Rook has moved off as the sudden crunch, and Klaire goes to get a broom and dustpan to sweep up the broken bits. "Sorry, I hadn't even realized I was doing it...I've...sorta not figured that one out yet." A sheepish smile as she sweeps things up. Jess [She/Her]: Ylva tries to smile checking her mouth for gashes. "Turns out porcelin, isnt the tastiest. Gross." She just sits there letting Klaire work. Looking a bit shell shocked. Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire finishes sweeping up the bits on the floor. "No, no, I wouldn't think so. I hope the sandwich was...ok at least. Your mouth doing ok? I know I can't...exactly see what happens but..." Jess [She/Her]: Ylva coughs a little bit, the smell of blood in the air and a little blood on her hand and teeth. "Um let's say yes." Another cough. Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire grimaces. "Here, lets get you something to drink, ok?" Jess [She/Her]: She swallowed hard nodding. "Something luke warm sounds good?" Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: "Yes, we have water or I can heat up some tea if you want?" She's going to grab a plastic cup for Ylva. Jess [She/Her]: "Um." She says with another cough. "A little tea sounds good." Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: "I can do that." She goes through all the steps of making tea, this time mundanely to try to limit the heat. "I can share the injury if its too bad. I'm not...the best at medicine personally, but it will ease your own pain, love." Jess [She/Her]: "Thanks. I appreciate it but its okay." There is a chuckle and a half cough as she continues. "Worst oral of my life." Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire brings over the tea. TPO Klaire doesn't drink tea so insert appropriate kind of tea here. "Well I'm certainly not giving you any, so thats the best you're going to get here." She gives a small smile. "I'm sorry it surprised you. I haven't quite figured out how...well even to activate that on command yet." Jess [She/Her]: Ylva sips at the warm green tea with a smile. "Well, zero out of ten." She gives a little sigh as it touches her throat. "I was going to suggest staying tonight but I need to go there to heal this." Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: Klaire gives a sad smile. "I understand. I'd rather you feel better than sleep with me. Id prefer both but...well I cant have that and I have already asked enough of you today." She sits back down. "Anything else I can do to help?" Jess [She/Her]: She shakes her head. "No, I have been told Hedge is a very bad idea for anyone that isn't us." Another soft sigh as she reaches a hand out for Klaire. "Cuddles?" Lav (She/Faer) -Klaire/Avery: "I think it would be too." She holds the hand. "I can do cuddles, that sounds like a good afternoon." Jess [She/Her]: Ylva nods pulling Klaire into a cuddle. "Afternoon cuddles are best."