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Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire had reached out to Bones, and then to Kenzie when she eventually got the Acanthus's number, and invited the Cadremates over for breakfast and a favor. This wasn't something she could do herself, but something she wanted done. She was making eggs and toast at the moment, and Rook was looking solemnly out the door, staring at the birds in the morning air longingly. Such a saaaaaad face, whoever could save him?
Kenzie:
Kenzie makes her way over, the clack of her skateboard echos over every crack between the sidewalk blocks as she rolls along entirely sleep deprived. Could she fix it? Sure, but she had her reasons. It was clear she had been awake all night, and at least near the chaos of the Philadelphia super bowl aftermath. She is dressed in a flannel shirt unbuttoned over a tank top, jeans and skate shoes. Stopping at the address sent to her, she gives the door a lazy knock.
Bones:
Bones landed in the backyard of all things, before turning visible and dropping other movement based bonuses. They came to the door and knocked on it to the tune of Shave and a Haircut while waiting. Today's attire was more flowing than some, with a long ruffled skirt under a shirt that looked like it could be part robe, the way the sleeves draped open. The skirt was white with yellow accents, and an Autumn-colored (yellow leafed) oak tree was front and center on the shirt. They wore a saffron scented perfume and had a fleece scarf about their neck. A pin on the shirt said 'They/them' while their body was in their masculine shape to save spell weight.
Klaire/Psyche:
Rook perked up immedietly at seeing Kenzie. For the younger mage that hadn't been here before, it was a DREADFULLY boring house. One story, in the middle of the most average neighborhood you can imagine. Intentionally average, almost annoyingly so.
Rook barked at Kenzie, and then heard the back door too, so started running back and forth from the front door to the back, excited, so excited. Then suddenly, at the same time, both Mages felt a flare of Forces if they had access to it, and both doors opened. Klaire's telepathy more than likely. Rook was of course already running towards the front so practically runs INTO Kenzie, running around her and snuffling her before running back with his tongue out of his mouth and doing basically the same to Bones.
Kenzie:
Despite how dreadfully tired she was, and the ticky tacky house in a community build by the set creators of weeds, and this being the 6th house whos door she knocked on, she was happy to see Rook. She drops down to give him all the good boy pets and affection. "Oh thank god, high Rook! Whos a good boy?! yes you are!" she says happily as she pets him. "Dont let me lay down, I will totally fall asleep!"
Bones:
They flowed into the back of the house, with their satchel in hand, as it was made apparent to sight. They crouched down and hugged and kissed Rook as they impacted them, "Nice to see you too, boy. You doin' okay?" this was said with normal words, not the magical version.
"Oh, hey Kenz!" Said from the back door to the front.
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire steps out of the kitchen, a small smile on her face as she puts her fingers to her lips. "Ylva is still asleep, she had a rough night. Come on in you two." She waves them in.
One look at Kenzie and she smiles. "What is your caffeine of choice?"
Kenzie:
She looks over to Klaire. "IV please." She joked. "Black, but also, all of the sugar." She talked softly to respect the sleeping people. "Your neighbors all sleep in pretty late ---" She stands and makes her way inside.
Bones:
The Obrimos came through and gave both ladies a friendly hug, respecting the no PDA around Klaire for more.
They both might piece together that this is a more ceremonial outfit, and Kenzie might recognize various symbols known to be part of the Aether across their body.
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire waves a hand when they were both inside, and closed the doors.
"Coffee or tea, I should have been clearer. I am assuming coffee?"
She looks over Bones, figuring out what it was likely for. "I admit I don't know most of my neighbors, I do not normally talk to most of them."
Kenzie:
She furrows a brow. "I like my coffee black, and my tea in the Harbor." She takes a seat at the table. "I like my bean soup more than leaf soup."
Bones:
Bones simply smiles and sits down in one of the chairs for now, "Coffee with cream and sugar please. Also, we'll need a steel bowl if you have a mixing bowl or the like."
Klaire/Psyche:
"I'll put on a pot then. There is butter, jam, whatever you need on the table, please let me know if you need anything."
She moves to start the coffee. The eggs, toast, toppings, and plates are already on the table. Klaire opens one of the cabinets with a look and lets the metal mixing bowl float towards Bones.
"Thank you both for coming. Kenzie, I know I haven't fully explained what is going on, but I figured it would be safer in person. You can always take the food and not help if that's what you wish."
Kenzie:
She was already snagging food for her plate at the first mention she could. Long before Klaire had a chance to finish talking. Apparently her dinner was ruined when cars began to be flipped. Stupid sports town. "Uh, yeah, Whats going on?" She looks between the two, jamming more toast to eat.
Bones:
"That's for you to answer, Klaire," an airy tone to their voice.
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire had cooked extra, figuring any more could be used to feed Ylva.
"My partner is one of the Lost. She's the one still asleep. The other might she was... less attacked and more harassed by something from where she was Taken. It left her in a panic that we were luckily able to work through."
Klaire sits against the cabinet, arms crossed. "I talked with Bones about warding her, and letting me carry the spells as a Sleepwalker, but that is apparently a poor plan with the Hedge. So I asked if warding my house was an option, a way to give her a safe space to stay. I think that is on Bones to explain, but they can't provide all the wards themselves. I'm willing to hold the weight of all the spells it takes to keep my partner safe, along with all the consequences that may cause."
Kenzie:
"Alright." She looks to bones. "What to you need me to do?"
Bones:
"I was planning on using Matter, Mind, Prime, Space and Spirit to do some warding to the house. Should be fairly useful. I was hoping that you'd be able to veil or shield the home from changes in it's Fate, and it's Time. I could do the time, but... Acanthus Master? Yes please."
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire pours the coffee into mugs, and grabs sugar and cream for the pair. She serves herself some food and actually eats!
Kenzie:
She chuckles. "Yeah, I can help with those bits. Though I have not done this in 3 years or so, I may need a bit of a refresher." She cracks her knuckles.
Bones:
"I was thinking you might help with these, Kenz: Shield of Chronos, Constant Presence, and Warding Gesture. If you can blend them together correctly, we shoudl be able to get all the spells put together... of course, have you ever given a sleepwalker a spell to hold?"
Kenzie:
"No. Like I said, a refresher would be nice. Probably why I have never mastered fate." She joked.
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire watches them, staying silent while they talk mage junk. Awakened, smh my head.
Bones:
"Well... whatever you do, you have to explain at least enough for Klaire to understand it. If you do that, you can give the spell to Klaire to hold... unless you wish to be Psyche for this, for sympathies, Klaire?"
A hand ran through their hair, "Gotta combine the three elements of the spells into one little ball and things will be good."
Kenzie:
"Sounds easy enough. Its just a big ol' ball of good luck and time. Someone trying to find this house will end up a street over, or a cop will drive by when they show up type of deal. I can't be held responsible for winning Lotto tickets though."
Klaire/Psyche:
"I would prefer to be Psyche. I'm...working on splitting that."
Psyche takes a breath, shifting ever so slightly in the chair, eyes roaming the others for the hidden meanings of their emotions. She nervously glances towards the back of the house, likely where Ylva was sleeping, worry making itself more clear than when she was more composed moments before.
"I am ready. Makes enough sense to me. I accept the spells, Kenzie."
Kenzie:
She nods and looks to Bones. "Sounds picture perfect to me." Indicating shes in Aperture mode and ready for magics. Following Bone's lead.
Bones:
"So this first spell that I'm working on is going to hide the house and the things it contains from mortal minds, in two separate ways. As well as from recording devices. If anything without magic tries to do any of those, it's just not going to work. If something with magic, whether Fae, Mage, or whatever, tries. One, I'll know. Two, I'll fight it."
As they spoke, they pulled out their Pen, their Flask, their fleece, and then after the description, asked Rook to come over to help. They also moved to the wall, and using a knife, broke off just a small piece of the floorboard.
"Sorry, this makes it easier, I can fix it after this is all done, if I need to."
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche winces just slightly at the broken floorboard, but gives Rook the command to sit wherever Bones needed him. Offering a treat.
"I would appreciate that, but...I am in no position to make your job harder. Thank you both."
Bones:
They started to walk the entirety of the house, with Rook, outside so as to not disturb the sleeping Lost in the bedroom. The entire time, they were waving their pen like a rod. Water from the flask was used to flick on the walls of the building, Rook was instructed to sit at each corner of the house, facing outwards like a sentinel. Then finally, they came back inside and then held up the shard of the floorboard. The entire time, each step of the way, the high speech was spoken.
Kenzie:
Being nomadic, Kenzie didn't have room for tools, so she didn't have anything flashy or fancy. She does this one spell at a time, and she starts off with a fun one. "I am going to hang this one for you. If your house is attacked, time will stop for all but my targets, allowing you time to change a bit of your past allowing you time to leave, or know exactly how to defend if you chose to fight." This was a rote spell she knew well. Using the house to ground her sympathies. Aperture began her song and dance. The Acanthus bouncing and singing in high speech but it was beautiful all the same. As if she was a professional dancer, her loose shirt flowing like banners in the wind.
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche just follows and watches, holding stuff as needed or just following directions. It was always interesting to watch the Mages at work.
"It would very much be to flee. This is to protect Ylva and give her a safe space. Thank you both."
Kenzie:
Her next song and dance was different, elegant still, but not as smooth, Just close. This one, much like bones, she combines spells. Shield of Chronos. "This one protects you from any magic trying to spy in time on you both." next is Constant Presence. "This one keeps anyone from altering your timeline." Warding Gesture "And this protects any magics attempting to alter your fate."
Bones:
They took the metaphysical weight of the spells taking hold, and placed it into Klaire with a touch. Then they handed the shard to Kenzie for them to do their spell(s), before taking it back to continue the pattern, this time without Rook, and with the fleece being used as a sweeping motion, as if removing footprints to protect the home.
Kenzie:
She follows Bones lead once more. "I wish I was in my spell casting clothing. Its such a prettier dance that way."
Bones:
At the end of the ten minutes, they touched both the house, and plucked the hair of Klaire as they did, casting this on the Home and Klaire.
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche pets Rook and watches the pair, standing near enough to Bones that they didnt have to go too far out of their way to put the spell in her. A slight wince from the plucked hair.
Kenzie:
"I will hold this one to not over lode you." She says as she finished her rote, Temporal Pocket. "This is the one that will stop time for you both to escape." She finished the dance and tied the sympathies, also with a tug of the hair. (4 suxx) and the other three soon get planted on her with one last hair tug to get that strand." These three essentially make it so people cant time spy on you, fuck your time line or mess with your fate in anyway to hinder you." (3 suxx) She gave a bow at the end. "If we need more, I do have a few other tricks we can do later."
Klaire/Psyche:
"Next time...I can just go grab my brush." She combs through her hair slightly with her fingers.
"I am not sure how much I can hold honestly, but thank you for holding one as well. Is there anything else I need to do?"
Bones:
"One more thing for me to do... this one is far simpler."
Kenzie:
"Not die." Is all she added.
Klaire/Psyche:
"I have no problems with that one Kenzie. That's been the goal. What is the last thing, Bones?"
Bones:
The Seeker's eyes focused on the wood fragment for a moment, enhancing it's ability to be used as a Yantra...
For this spell they just chanted the high speech, held up the hair and wood fragment and then touched the house and Psyche both.
The touch of the nimbuses on them was gone.
"Just cleaning up the nimbus that Kenzie and I left."
Kenzie:
"As much as I want to joke about that, good idea."
Klaire/Psyche:
She takes a deep breath.
"I can't thank you two enough, this means a lot to me. It makes me feel much better now that Ylva is safe."
She offers hugs...which is definetly more of a Psyche action than a Klaire one.
"There is unfortunatly only so much I can do, so it's nice to have friends that I can rely on. I hope you both know if you need anything...you are both friends and I would help however I can."
She points go Bones. "Speaking of, Sentinel, I had an idea I wish to share."
Bones:
Bones almost went to Tommy, and instead stayed as Bones at the address of Sentinel, "Yes, Deputy Psyche?"
Kenzie:
She went back to the food. Kenzie ate, and drank coffee to keep awake.
Klaire/Psyche:
She leaned against the doorframe, much more...relaxed than Klaire usually was. More open.
"Hermes Industry, the company behind the Mark IIs and headed by Seers, is what we are trying to look into for purposes of the reasearch. Its been fresturating because they are actively opposing the consulium. However, a mundane investigation may get past that. All I really need is a client who is upset enough at Hermes Industries to believe they've been genuinely wronged, and a willingness to have their name on documents if needed. Which is something I don't currently have. This may not get us as much in terms of the Astral or similar problems, but it will get us some insight into the company and its reach."
Kenzie:
She furrows a brow and looks over at Psyche. "I could totally -organically- use fate to have one find you." She offers a bit of a grin. "Think on it, I know you probably already hate how much magic we have dumped on you."
Bones:
"That's not a bad idea. I can clear up the nimbus before you leave too... and I can take control of the spell, mimicing what the Sleepwalkers can do... at least get to the client that way."
And to Psyche, "that's a rockin' Idea, my friend. I knew if I let you at it, you're PI brain would start going."
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche nods. "If you can do that, I don't see why not. I'd just rather it not be someone they possibly have files on, because that might as well be a neon sign pointing right st me. Something I'm...mildly worried about is that the Mark IIs know I am...was a member of the Free Council."
Psyche nods to Bones, hiding a proud smile. "I'm sorry it took me so long to come up with something. I'm feeling...better. Which helps."
Kenzie:
She rubs her hands together. "Lets get to it." She stands and gets ready again as she began her chant and dance.
"This should bring all the boys to your yard, your milkshake is rock solid." She joked as she finished up the spell. "This weaves fate to by happenstance have someone angry about the Mark's to just happen to mention so around you and be helpful. I added a daily buffer so you can find one you're comfortable with." Finishing off the sympathies and letting Bones hold the spell for Psyche.
Bones:
Bones touched the sleepwalker and Kenzie's nimbus was gone again.
Klaire/Psyche:
"That should work, thank you. I sure hope it does not bring boys here, I thought that was the intent of all the previous spells."
Psyche takes a deep breath.
"I'll hopefully get some results soon. Unfortunately, legalese is a slow process."
Kenzie:
"They wont come here. You will come across them out and about in a total natural setting." She reassured.
Klaire/Psyche:
"Ill keep an ear out then. Thank you Kenzie."
Bones:
"...Did I do good?" Tommy's voice came out, searching for Klaire.
Klaire/Psyche:
And she stayed Psyche, not Klaire. Trying to be that bit more open and caring and guiding that her namesake was.
"Yes of course. I'm sorry for pushing my insecurities onto you in the past."
Bones:
"...You've done it, Psyche. Good split..." a smile as they slid back into Bones.
Kenzie:
She went back to eating a bit more. She checks her phone. "Seems Adam has -good news everyone-" she says in her best zoidberg voice. "He wants to meet up later to tell me. Why can't people just text anymore? At the least call." She idly complained.
Bones:
"Some news is best done face to face. Especially for Mastigos who can be anywhere, and in any mind, they wish."
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche nods her head, taking a deep breath and...sliding that bit back down into Klaire. Composing herself.
"Sometimes news is safer in person, less or a trail to leave. And its not always morally right to shove yourself into another's head without consent."
Kenzie:
"Yeah, thats my one no no zone for sure. I don't even want to be in my mind half the time. Don't go barging in turning on lights."
Bones:
"Yeah. Though don't be surprised about telepathy whenurgency is important..."
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire...no Psyche, stares at Kenzie for a moment. Theres no Mind effect that Bones or Kenzie could feel, but she just calmly answers. "Your favorite color is green."
She moves on like nothing happened.
Kenzie:
"Talking is talking. Searching, lingering, altering--- no nos. Only I can do that."
Ylva:
Ylva crawls her way out of the bedroom. A small Red Fox that circles around Klaires feet and then scurries up her back. Wrapping itself around her shoulders like a scarf. The only weird thing being that this fox has 6 tails.
Klaire/Psyche:
"It has its limits, and I've learned to be more respectful."
Klaire leans down to give the fox an easier time, scritching her head.
"Morning, darling. Did you sleep well?"
Bones:
Their eyes flickered between Kla-Psyche and then to Kenzie, and back to Klaire... and then down to Ylva.
They grabbed the toast and egg and crumbled it together, and held out their hand, "Here you go, Ylva, my dear. How is my prey today?" a grin.
Kenzie:
She watches the fox, as if it was something she has seen a million times before. She looks to bones then back. "Oh, hi. I'm Kenzie."
Ylva:
Ylva shakes her head to Klaire. Eats the food from Bones and the nods to Kenzie.
Before flopping to the floor and shifting back into her 'human' form.
"Nice to meet you Kenzie."
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire hugs her smaller lover.
"What was wrong with the sleep, dear?"
Kenzie:
"Yeah, you too." She offers a soft smile. "Nocturnal?"
Ylva:
"Just. Not settled. I was anxious."
A tilt of her head.
"Not used to. Sleeping this side."
Kenzie:
She nods some. Compassion in her voice. "Hopefully that fades soon."
Bones:
A glance between their two present lovers had Bones making a stich like motion in the air. Both Ylva and Kenzie would feel like they got a full night's sleep, including the mind refresh. (+1 wp)
Klaire/Psyche:
"I'm sorry you were anxious last night. However, we do have a surprise." She gestures to Bones and Kenzie since they...ya know...actually get it.
Kenzie:
She GLARES at Tommy.
Ylva:
She tilts her head at Bones then chuckles. A shake of her head before turning to Klaire.
"A threesome? No. Okay. What are they doing here though."
Kenzie:
She snaps her head to Ylva. "I fucking love her already!" Seeming to snap free of her anger towards Tommy.
Klaire/Psyche:
A long sigh. "Ylva!"
Bones:
"Hey, you both know where my room is... Kenzie's is right off the living room..." and then Klaire spoke up. They winced, and whimpered out a "sorry."
Ylva:
"Sorry Klaire. You know I default when I'm stressed."
She looks to Kenzie with a later look.
"But really. The fuck are you doing in our house?"
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire pinches the bridge of her nose. "Would you like some coffee, hun?"
Kenzie:
She looks around. "Oh, shit, this -isn't- 3223 Chestnut lane? All these houses and streets look the fucking same. I eventually saw Rook, who I adore, and Breakfast was offered--- Klaire fed the cat and now I'm hard to get rid of. I'm fixed though, So I wont pee on everything at least." She didnt know what Ylva knew, or should know. That, was between Klaire and Ylva to talk about. "I was invited, all jokes to the side."
Ylva:
"Please hun. I would kill for some coffee."
A tilt of her head at Kenzie. Then to Bones.
Bones:
"Kenzie and I laid a lot magic on hte house to protect it and whomever is here from most forms of harm. "
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire rolls her eyes bemusedly at Kenzie, kissing the top of Ylva's head.
"If there is a murder here, I'd be calling Vulture. And then he's going to give me that dead stare as always when I hand him a case."
She takes a step back. "Its a bit of cream and about half a mug of sugar still, yes?" A teasing smile.
Ylva:
She wiggles at the kiss. Then nods.
"Yeah."
Turning to Bones she nods.
"Thanks then. I appreciate it."
Kenzie:
"hmm. Typical. The sassy one never gets the thanks." Her tone entirely teasing. She went sweet again and a caring tone. "Any little bit that helps you two out is far from a problem."
Ylva:
"No. Its. I just don't know you thats all. I'll flirt. But I'm going to thank Bones first. Thanks very much Kenzie."
Bones:
"Ylva, Kenzie is part of my cadre taht I"m making, kind of like a Motley. She's also one of my partners. Kenzie, Ylva is a Lost, and one of my partners."
Klaire/Psyche:
"If you're going to do anything beyond flirting, id like to remind you all that this is still my house, and Bones has their own place." She puts the coffee in a mug and grabs the cream and sugar.
Bones:
"Hey, I've not kissed, spanked, or anything anyone. Just friendly hugs."
Kenzie:
"Oh I get it. 99% of what I say is teasing or sarcasm. Its in my blood." She finished the toast before she stood to give a small curtsey. "I am indeed Kenzie, Wild and untamed. Free and as fickle as the wind allows." She smirks to Klaire and shakes her head. "I said I respect boundaries. Have I yet to keep to my word?" She furrows a brow.
Klaire/Psyche:
"I am not pointing fingers, I am simply making a statement to three hypersexual people. Thank you Kenzie for respecting my boundaries."
Ylva:
Ylva pouts but smiles watching her put like half a cup of sugar in her coffee.
"Im being the goodest of girls."
Stomping her feet cutely.
"Will it protect from the Privateers, the Slavers?"
Bones:
"First, any regular people, for sure. Anyone with power like the Wyrd, or Gnosis or vampiric blood or what have you? They will have to force their will against mine or Kenzies depending on the act."
Kenzie:
"I have a spell here that if anyone tries to attack this home, time freezes for all but you and Klaire, you have -3- hours to do whatever it is you need to do before time resumes." She said in all seriousness. "Here I thought I was the only goodest --- oh, no, im bad. Im -very- bad." She let the mild tease slip. That was in boundaries right?
Klaire/Psyche:
The mages can feel a bit of Space from the other room, and Ylva probably a Kenning, and Klaire brings out a steaming mug for Ylva.
"We greatly appreciate you both for helping keep this one safe."
Ylva:
She sips at the mug. Feeling the sickly sweet drink.
"Yeah. Its super appreciated. I. I don't wanna go back."
Bones:
"I will raise hell and bring down Heaven, should they try to take you from all of us, Ylva." In a voice that very few have ever heard Tommy speak with.
Kenzie:
She just nods in agreement to Tommy.
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire has to take several deep breaths, before hugging Ylva from behind. Probably the most emotionally vunerable Tommy or Kenzie has ever seen her.
"I won't let them take you again hun. I will do everything I can to protect you."
Ylva:
"I gotchu hun. I'm just. Worried. Last night didn't help is all."
She melts into that hug.
Bones:
"I should be going though, I have a paper to write."
Kenzie:
"I have an important meeting with Adam, that he can't just text about--- Old people----." She grumps again. "Thanks for breakfast, and pleasure to finally see the face to the name."
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire continues to hug the small woman.
"Thank you both again. Your cadre is welcome here whenever its needed...with heads up."
Kenzie:
"I'd never be able to find this place again." She admits.
Ylva:
She looks around.
"Oh. Um. Sorry if I made things awkward. I can go hide under the bed again if you want? Leave you to mage talks?"
Kenzie:
She chuckles to Ylva. "It's pretty hard to get me in an awkward position. It helps when you dont tend to care." She winks. "Besides, It looks like she wants you all to herself, rightfully so. Sounds like it was an eventful night."
Bones:
"Ylva, you are fine. I just... like when you're all low on glamour, I need to go do some things to recharge."
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire nods greatfully to the mages.
"Safe travels you two. Please be safe. Or at least pretend to be?" She kisses Ylva's hair.
"Are you doing better, hun?"
Kenzie:
She takes her leave with Tommy, but didn't join him. The clack clack clack of her skate board soon out of hearing range. (Thanks for the RPs!)
Ylva:
"Im. Managing. Can we talk about it?"
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire waves the others out, and closes the door, before turning to Ylva.
"Of course. Would you rather it be in your head, or out loud." A momentary pause. "And would you rather me be Klaire or Psyche?"
Ylva:
She hugs Klaire.
"I dunno. We can start outloud and go from there."
A tilt of her head.
"I don't know. I. I made a mistake. One of the hosts last night, he has issues with Vampires, Vinny was there and he was biting his tongue not saying anything and I pushed and he snapped and I got kicked out of the house. I know its repairable. I am just already scared of this man. I."
A pause as she sips her sugar syrup.
"Halp."
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche it was. She seemed more...open, less careful and withdrawn. More worried and empathetic.
"Out loud is okay, just squeeze my arm twice if you want to switch."
She listens and nods along.
"I can't say I blame him for disliking Vampires, although Vincent seems...like a respectable young man who is acknowledging he has problems he needs to solve. Most that would be solved by communication."
Another kiss.
"What about him scares you?"
Ylva:
"He is big. And intimidating. High ranking in one of our courts. He carried around a Machete all the time and one of my few interactions with him was when I was hanging with Vorpal and it ended up in his hand."
Klaire/Psyche:
Klaire frowns. "I see, I know the type. What's your ideal situation here? You apologizing? Him leaving you alone?"
Ylva:
"I don't know. I wanted to try being friends. But that went badly."
A pause and a squeeze of her arm a few times.
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche takes a breath, and lets it out.
<Rook is here too if you need him. Why do you want to be friends with him? Whats the benefit for you?>
Ylva:
She calls Rook over with a smile.
Klaire/Psyche:
Rook gladly comes over and rubs against her legs, demanding pets.
Ylva:
She pets Rook. It slowing down her brain slightly.
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche starts sectioning out Ylva's hair slightly, helping get out the tangles.
<I've met Sigrun, she helped end the case on you and Astrid. It does sound complicated. Do you want to be friends with him for their sake or for yours?>
Ylva:
She pauses enjoying the grooming.
<Maybe. Theirs. Mine. I dunno. I just. Want it to be easy.>
Klaire/Psyche:
<Im afraid I can't make it easy. Can you take a breath for me?>
Ylva:
She takes a deep breath leaning into Klaire.
"Okay."
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche gives her a kiss and continues working at unknotting the hair.
"Thank you hun."
<Better?>
Ylva:
She just rests into the hair for a while. Enjoying it.
<Yeah. A little. Thanks.>
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche kisses Ylva's forehead.
<Is he friends with a lot of people? Or not really? Sometimes that can tell you if it's worth it to try to be friends with someone. You don't have to put yourself out there for someone who wont reciprocate it.>
Ylva:
<I'm not allowed in his house but I am play partners with one of his Husband's and Vorpal and.>
She just cries leaning into Psyche.
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche hugs her tightly.
<Its okay, let it out. Can you hang out with the play partners elsewhere?>
Ylva:
She sobs into her arms.
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche strokes the fox's back.
Ylva:
<I'm just. Such a fucking idiot. Why don't I think things through.>
Klaire/Psyche:
Psyche shakes her head.
<No you aren't dear. You are fresturated at what happened, you are not an idiot.>
Ylva:
<But I keep messing things up?>
Klaire/Psyche:
<Can I tell you a secret I've learned from being in many minds?>
Ylva:
She nods her head talking meekly.
<Okay>
Klaire/Psyche:
<Everyone messes up, all the time. Everyone worries about it. What solves it is going back and fixing those mess ups, and learning from them.>
Ylva:
<yeah? Its not just me? I feel like it's so much.>
Klaire/Psyche:
<Its everyone. I can almost guarentee this person feels the same way about things.>
Ylva:
<Okay.>
A pause.
<Thank you. I appreciate it really.>
Klaire/Psyche:
<Of course hun, anything else you need?>
Ylva:
"Can you just hold me for a little bit?"
Klaire/Psyche:
"Of course I can. I'll hold you for as long as you need."
She reaches her arms around the smaller woman, and gives her a big hug. Rook snuggles along with.
Ylva:
She sits there in her arms. For a long time. Until lunch.
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