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Ylva:
It had been a stressful day. Well, it had, had, been a great day and then Klaire was tired, and then Klaire was hurt.
Now Ylva was being an absolute gremlin sitting the other side of a Portal into Klaires bedroom, not crossing over, she isnt breaking any rules, yet.
She is squatting in too, short shorts and a sports bra. Her tails a swirling mess behind her.
Klaire:
Klaire had to get back to Ethos, and do a report, and only then was she allowed home. The darkness made a wonderful cover to get inside. Klaire and Rook practically limped in the door, Rook running to go get water, Klaire locking the door...and getting that feeling.
"Ylva...is that you?" She is nervous. If its anyone else...shes fucked...shes in no condition to defend herself. Should she leave? What ifs run through her mind.
Ylva:
There is just a growl sound from the portal as Ylva smells cooked flesh. A not insignificant amount of it too. She might not have the Kith but she still has the memory of those she ate in Arcadia.
Her claws digging into the floor of the trod that she is standing on. That same growl intensifying.
Klaire:
Klaire looks worried. She starts looking through the house. "I know you're here...whoever you are...I just want to talk...I had a rough day."
Ylva:
She steps forward but stops, clawed hand on the threshold of the portal. Pulling back and shaking her head.
"Klaire. Babe?"
Klaire:
Klaire practically sighs in relief. "Ylva? Thank goodness. I...where are you?" She starts walking towards the bedroom slowly.
Ylva:
"Im, still Hedge side. Just, not. Dont come into the bedroom okay. Ill go, I just, wanted to make sure you were okay."
There is a purring sound. "Are you okay?"
Klaire:
Klaire pauses before the bedroom. "I...okay, I wont come in...no...I'm not okay..."
Ylva:
There are tears running down her cheeks. "Fuck. What happened? Is it, was it, the, the Mark II's."
A pause. "Is this, is, is this." Another pause. "My. My fault."
Klaire:
Klaire stays there in the hallway. She sounds exhausted."I...yes the Mark II'sz but not your fault...I made a mistake...I overestimated my powers and it left us scrambling...then it exploded. If anything...this was my fault...our only goal was information...and I tried to prove myself..."
Ylva:
She shakes her head. "No, it. They wouldnt be after you if not for me. Its, of course you pushed yourself. You wanted to know you could do it. To protect me, like you always have."
Sitting in the dark of the hallway and the house. "Can you turn a light on, just a little. Please?"
Klaire:
Klaire flicks on the switch, turning on the light.
"I'm... sorry. I'm tired and in pain and don't have a good answer. I do want to protect you, yes. Can you... come out?"
Ylva:
She shakes her head. "I dont want to. They might find me. They cant find me here."
Klaire for the first time sees Ylva's mein. Her tails swirling behind her like she is in pain. Claws digging into the ground. Like she is holding herself back.
Klaire:
Klaire takes the few steps forward to see her funny, eyes looking in amazement... just as her burned shirt is shown. She's bruised and a fair portion of her is scarred with burn marks. She is however, still standing.
"You're...very pretty. I hope you know that." She sits. "It is okay... you don't have to leave."
Ylva:
{Paused for Sleepy times because besties take care of eachother}
Ylva:
She flattens her ears to her head with one of her hands, blushing. This explains atleast one of her weird things she does. A shake of her head.
"No. I don't, I'm not."
Flopping to the ground she paws at the floor.
"Sorry, I love you, I should go."
Klaire:
Klaire admires the mien for a second. Looking her over with sudden understanding.
"I do think you are perfect, no matter what you look like. But...I love you...I could use someone to talk to right now."
Ylva:
"Okay."
Her tails swirl behind her a angry mass. Octavia walking in to hold her. Getting scritches behind the ears.
"Oh. Um. This is Octavia. She found me when I first started carving out my space here."
Klaire:
Klaire sits down across from the doorway, she looks at the space behind Ylva, and then to Octavia.
"Hello Octavia, I do hope you are taking care of my Ylva." A look to Ylva. "So...is this what the other Lost see?"
Ylva:
There is a nod of her head.
"Yeah, all the time, even on that side they see this."
Klaire:
Klaire sits cross legged, shes in pain but she sits calmly. Klaire is known for being able to keep calm.
"I get it a bit more now...so will try to remember this for cuddles when you get back."
Ylva:
"Its okay. I understand. You can't feel this. The magic stops you. It's. Complex."
There is a sad sigh at that.
"At least I can show you. Even if you can't come over."
Klaire:
Klaire nods, glancing to the side. "Give me two seconds to feed Rook. Do you want anything? I dont think I have a bunch of meat right now though"
Ylva:
"Oh. Um."
That same flattening of the ears.
"No im good. You go feed Rook ill tell ya in a sec."
Klaire:
She looks concerned but nods, grimacing as she gets to her feet. Sounds of feeding Rook and closing the kitchen door are heard.
Then, she comes back with a drink of water for herself and one for Ylva, offering for her to take it.
"So...what did you want to tell me?"
Ylva:
She shakes her head at the water. "I don't want Vorpal to know I'm here."
Then a hand goes to her stomach.
"How much have you learnt about how we are constructed. The seeming. What makes me a Fox and Vorpal a shadow and then the urges. What made me hungry others need to hunt."
Klaire:
She nods. "Vorpal would understand...I got exploded, you were worried."
She leaves the water by the gate, eyes flicking to the world beyond, curious.
"Basically what you've told me. You are a Fox, Vorpal is a Shadow. Besides that...not much. Well...you need meat now."
Ylva:
She reaches out a hand. It shifting to the mask as it crosses the threshold. Takin the water.
"Okay. So. Because of what I was made into i was hungry He made that hunger for meat."
Hesitantly she scratches at the ground.
Klaire:
Klaire nods, still standing. "That...makes sense. Im sorry hun. For all that you were put through. Are you trying to avoid meat now?"
Ylva:
She shakes her head.
"I couldn't see a way out. Of the Hunger. It was. Too much. Always there."
Another moment of hesitation as she takes a drink.
"I was on the edge. I was so close to going back. To there, to Him. Or. The same place I've been before. The. Self deletion. I. Couldn't deal."
Klaire:
Klaire flinches, not having heard it was that bad before.
"Oh hun...I'm so sorry. I hadn't realized it was that bad...but no...you never have to go back. We can find a way to help, okay?" She takes a step towards the bedroom door, not thinking, starting to reach out to give her partner a hug...
Ylva:
A tail and a hand reach out for Klaire.
"I um. Found a. A way. It cost me. Something. A memory. An important one. But I got rid of the Hunger. Of the pit inside me. Of the need."
Klaire:
Klaire holds the hand, and starts to step into the doorway before the feeling just went...wrong! She quickly stepped back with a look of shock on her face as she realized what almost happened.
"I um...I can't enter, remember? Can you step out please...I want to be able to hold you. I'll...tell Vorpal if she gets upset. She can be mad at me."
Ylva:
"Sorry. Okay."
She steps through the portal closing it behind her. Wrapping her arms and tails around Klaire.
Klaire:
She sighs in relief as the portal closes. "Sorry I just...I didn't think, its been a long day."
She winces at some of the touches, but she cant feel the tails now. "So...you got rid of the hunger...and there was a cost, yes? What was the cost?"
Ylva:
"I know. I know."
She holds her gently. Sitting down to the ground. A shake of her head.
"I, I dont know. A memory."
Klaire:
Klaire slowly stroked Ylva's back, moving to where she assumed just above the tails was.
"A memory...okay. I'm not sure I'd be able to help you tell which one. Do you feel better?"
Ylva:
She wiggles at the contact.
"I feel. I dont." A nod. "Yes. Its weird but yes."
Klaire:
Klaire's heart was still pounding from her close encounter a minute ago, but she smiles at Ylva.
"Then thats good. I'm glad you found a way to help yourself hun. I...if theres anyway I can help, let me know."
Ylva:
"This is good. Really. I just want to be able to go home."
She strokes Klaires face. "Sorry you got hurt because I put a target on our backs."
Klaire:
Klaire shakes her head. "I know you do dear. I found out who is looking into your case...I'm going to try to deal with it...maybe after....laying down...yeah."
She shakes her head. "It wasn't your fault. I made a bad call...I thought Phyx and I would handle the situation better...and I panicked and didn't get the Mark II far enough away. If anything this one is on me."
Ylva:
A tail reaches up to hold her hand. Then a hand reaches out after no recognition.
"You go lie down and ill head back. Okay, just a little reprieve. I love you, thank you. Ill make this up to you."
Klaire:
Klaire looked at Ylva, and at how delayed the motion was. "Oh...I missed your tail again, didn't I?"
Klaire looks doen to where her tails was, and gently scratches there, then does her best to stroke along a tail that she a) cant see and b) cant feel. She doesn't know how well she did but she tries .
"I...can you stay...just for a bit...I'm hurt and I want you here...if thats ok?"
Ylva:
She nods. "Yeah, its fine. I understand."
Then she takes her and heads to the bedroom. No portal now. "Okay. I'll lie with you for a few hours."
Klaire:
Klaire nods, wincing as she stands up. "I'll...I need to shower, can you let Rook out of the kitchen while I get clothes?"
Ylva:
Ylva nods pulling Klaire up. "Alternatively you let Rook out and I pick you a cute outfit ?"
Klaire:
"I...think he will be more excited to see you? And he could use some pets. He got hurt too"
Ylva:
"That and you dont want to deal with me being a thirsty bitch."
She chuckles moving to let Rook into the house, giving him some scritches and a good ol belly rub.
Klaire:
Klaire hesitates but doesn't answer, goes to get clothes.
Rook eagerly gets up when the door opens, almost tackling her in excitement. His right flank has an awful looking burn that has removed most of the hair. Klaire does look worse though, and Rook gladly takes the belly rub
Ylva:
She gives him all the cuddles and definitely doesn't cry, hiding it with the belly rubs.
"Your a good boy aren't you. Our good Rook."
Klaire:
Rook is ecstatic at the belly rubs from his second favorite and person, but does whine once when he bumps his flank. After a bit he gets a toy for her to throw.
A few minutes later, Klaire comes out, a pained look as shes holding part of her shirt off her skin. Ugly red marks are beneath.
"Ylva...can I have some help please?"
Ylva:
Ylva throws the ball for him. Smiling. Relaxing.
When Klaire comes out she bounces up to help her.
"Sure. It's probably easier if I put you in a shower. Get it wet. Is that okay?"
Klaire:
She nods, a wince. Now that the adrenaline has fully died down...she looks like shes in agony.
"I can do that. I just...it hurts to move and I could use some help." Klaire almost never admits things hurt. Not even when Ylva had grabbed her before, after Arcadia.
Ylva:
Ylva slips out of what she is wearing and turns on the shower.
"Cmon. I promise I'll behave. Your in too much pain for me to enjoy it."
Klaire:
Klaire grumbles but agrees, the smell of burned flesh worse as the clothing was moved.
"I just...dont like that stuff. Especially now."
She steps into the shower with Ylva, hand clenched on the handicap rail.
Ylva:
She gags at the smell.
"I know. Kitsune honor I'll behave."
Ylva slowly peels the damaged clothing from Klaire, cleaning the wounds with cool water.
Klaire:
Klaire grimaces, but the clothing does come off....that's gonna go RIGHT in the trash. As the wounds sre cleaned, its apparent just how badly she's hurt. A lot of people would NOT be standing after this.
Ylva:
"Hun."
A kiss to her back.
"You really should have gone to the Hospital. Just so you know."
She finishes cleaning the burns and turns off the shower.
Klaire:
Klaire's grip never loosens, but she starts taking breaths as the pain worsens.
"Why? Id have to explain what happened...and why I was there. And attacking the Mark II."
Ylva:
"Okay. No Hospital. Got it."
She towels Klaire off gently with a lint free cloth.
"This is probably going to scar something fierce."
Klaire:
Klaire seethes quietly under the towel, but lets her lover help her.
"No Hospital...yeah. It's going to be bad...I know it. I just...I gotta get up tomorrow...I'm going to wear that one coat that my mom got me that one Christmas that I hate the buttons on but it's too nice otherwise to get rid of. Hide the burns...help get your name cleared...then this will all be easier...right? ...right?" She looks hopeful at Ylva.
Ylva:
"Okay. Do you want me to get it out?"
She carries Klaire to the bed. Putting her on clean sheets.
"Do you need anything else hun?"
Klaire:
"Yes please...back of the closet." She grimaces a bit at being picked up, but relents, laying down gently.
"I don't know just...I want to be with you Ylva. I feel like I can never see you and it...hurts. I'm so worried about you and I can barely know if you are ok."
Ylva:
She grabs the coat setting aside an outfit for the day.
"I know sweetie. I know. I know. But. I shouldn't be here. I'm putting you at risk and the case and Vorpal. Fuck she nearly died okay."
Giving her a kiss on the forhead she stands.
"I love you but I have to get back before the fucking murder machines notice. I don't know if they can sense me or something."
Klaire:
Klaire frowns, but nods.
"I know... and I hate it. I know she nearly died..and I'm hurting...and...everything sucks right now."
At the forehead kiss she pulls Ylva into a hug...it hurts a lot but it's worth it.
"Fuck the Mark II's...I hate them for making this so much harder."
Ylva:
"I know. I'm scared for you. But. Fuck. I'm scared for Astrid and Jenny. I. They don't have anything to protect them."
She draws back from the hug with a smile. A forced one but still.
"Dont fuck Mark II's. Sounds painful."
Klaire:
Klaire nods slowly. "The less they know, the better, but I'm scared for them too."
She pauses at the comment and has a big sigh. "Okay, now I'm okay with you leaving." Theres a joking smile. "Please... be safe... for me?"
Ylva:
Another kiss to her forhead. Passing her a stuffed Fox.
"Ill do my best? Its all I can offer."
Then she heads for the door.
"Love you."
Klaire:
"Love you too, Ylva." She wraps her arms around the fox.
"I want to help you with this... so just... wait a little longer is all I ask."
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