Trust Issues [closed]
Posted: 26 Apr 2016, 01:07
<Clover> Clover really wanted to repeat herself over again, just to stress the facts and share more details, but she settled for sinking down onto a sofa. The cushions sunk down beneath her sudden assault. She placed her wounded arm on the armrest and pressed her palm down on the cushion just by her thigh. “I don’t even know what to say right now. I’m probably pissed about my ******* hand. I could heal it, I think, but **** it, right?” Sighing, she raised her remaining hand and pressed her fingers to her temple, massaging it. “Kae likes to kiss and cuddle with people. One of those people happens to be Jesse. And he lets her. Or he used to let her. I assume he still does. I’m jealous of her. I don't want her touching what's mine. I don't want her too close. And yet she's my friend," she frowned.
<Raven Talius> Raven glanced to the bloody stump of Clover's hand as she listened to the words that came from her sire. A growl softly worked its way to her lips as her fingers curled into fists. "So he left you, to go after Kaelyn, who will probably want kisses and cuddles and left you behind to face off hunters on your own?" Damn she could kill Jesse, well attack him anyway. Raven was furious. Her sire had been attacked by hunters because she had followed Jesse through the fadeportal. He could have made sure that she got back to the den safely. Slowly, her fists uncurled as she forced herself to walk over to the sofa and she slipped off her leather jacket as she did so. The woman hung the jacket over the back of the sofa and proceeded to pull off the cotton t-shirt that she wore, revealing a black singlet underneath. Lately she wore a shirt and singlet, just in case she got blood on the shirt itself. She then moved to seat herself down upon the sofa and reached over to place the shirt over the stump of Clover's arm. "Don't worry, she won't get close to me. I gave her a test tonight and she failed."
<Clover> Clover tipped her head to the side, regarding her childe with something between curiosity and contentment. Perhaps they’d gone through the same fadeportal, but perhaps not. Clo hadn’t been paying attention to which portal Jesse used, only that he took off and left her, and then she’d left. As much as she wanted to blame him, the words so sweet on her lips, she just sighed and shook her head from side to side. The movement was slow, as if she had to be careful not to interrupt the moment. “I went to the slums and I made a mess. If he were here, he would have been able to help me clean up. That’s all.” That was all she needed to say, but she wanted to say more. “Do you know why I’m so worried about you, so protective of you? Part of the reason is that opening up to others does open you up to other problems. You gave her a test, but if she’d passed, what then? You let too many people in and you get stabbed too many times. People make you weak. That’s the truth. This,” Clo stopped and nodded toward her injury, “is a result of a weakness. I want to say we’re all alone. We only have ourselves. But that isn’t true either. I’ll just reiterate, be careful how many people you let close to you.”
<Raven Talius> Raven sighed as she propped her elbows upon her knees so she could rest her head in her hands. Everything that her sire said was true. She would get stabbed if she did let too many in. "He should have made sure that you were following him and I should have made sure that you went through the right portal." However, she knew that Clover cared about her and for some reason or another, she felt the need to protect and be loyal to her sire. The woman hadn't felt such a thing with anyone else and she honestly doubted that she ever would. "I wouldn't worry about me having too many friends anyway. I end up pushing them away one too many times and they leave on their own. It's why I very much doubt that I ever will find someone to let close; someone that isn't you. Because I'm too damaged, too much of a handful." Finally she shook her head and looked up at her sire, "We need to see to your arm, get it bandaged for now."
<Clover> Clover reached over with her good hand and placed it upon Raven’s shoulder. She allowed her hand to stay there for a while, just long enough for her to try and decipher the words she wanted to say. Clo had to be careful, to walk the line between friend and sire. There were so many examples of failure that she didn’t want to see her relationship with Raven crumble and fall away. “I want you to have friends though. I want them to keep coming back, to prove to you that they’re worth it. I just,” she stopped to lick her lips, “I just want you to learn from my mistakes. I want to teach you so that you’ll never experience disappointment. Even though it’s impossible. I’ll try my damndest. I saw something in you. I envied the spark I saw in your eyes and in your movements. A lot of the time, I see myself in you. You don’t need a sister figure to break your heart, to stomp all over it. You don’t need a man to show you he loves you and then dance back into his wife’s arms. And you sure as hell don’t deserve to have your childe look at you and say what you just said. My hand will be back. Once I’m calm, I can focus on healing it. Until then, let it bleed. I can at least destroy this sofa as a big ‘**** you.’” She’d removed her hand from Raven’s shoulder, but she nudged her hip to the woman’s.
<Raven Talius> Raven chuckled then as Clover mentioned childer. She killed far too many humans to be bothered to make a childe, so she found it rather humorous that Clover would ever think that she would have any. Her humanity was something that she was trying to distance herself from and she had been for so many years. "That spark you saw only rises when I get to fight someone, to feel pain spark and stab its way through my body." The woman shook her head then as she looked up at Clover and smirked, "As for family, I don't really want it, because the last family I had didn't care as to whether I died or not. However, I promised Jesse that I'd try to be apart of his, so I have been trying even though I don't want anymore siblings. I've already had a twin try to kill me and I've never let that mistake happen twice." She finally straightened her form and ran a hand through her red and black hair. "Besides, if experience has taught me something, is that you don't get to be the way you are just because you felt like it. Something happened in your past and it fucks with you in your present." Raven smiled at Clover then as she glanced over towards the silent TV. "Did you kill the hunter that took your hand? Because I'm all for going out and ripping his head off to teach him a lesson."
<Clover> Clover snapped her fingers and pointed at Raven, motioning that the woman had hit the nail on the head. Raven understood. Raven had a past that forced her to understand. Kaelyn didn’t get it. It wasn’t as if Clover woke up one morning and decided to distrust the girl. Clover had experiences that made her doubt Kaelyn; Jesse had experiences that made Clover doubt Kaelyn. “This family meant a lot to Jesse. He used to spend a lot of his time trying to hold it all together. And Kae helped him. There were parties, and we came together for the social occasions. Some of us hung out at a bar just northeast of the Newborough station. And then we started to drift apart. The family just...disappeared.” Her eyes narrowed at the many memories. It was as if she relived every single moment, unable to forget a second of the past. “You would have liked the family before. Now, I guess I can’t blame you for being wary. With your past. With the state of things,” she trailed off.
<Raven Talius> Raven glanced to the bloody stump of Clover's hand as she listened to the words that came from her sire. A growl softly worked its way to her lips as her fingers curled into fists. "So he left you, to go after Kaelyn, who will probably want kisses and cuddles and left you behind to face off hunters on your own?" Damn she could kill Jesse, well attack him anyway. Raven was furious. Her sire had been attacked by hunters because she had followed Jesse through the fadeportal. He could have made sure that she got back to the den safely. Slowly, her fists uncurled as she forced herself to walk over to the sofa and she slipped off her leather jacket as she did so. The woman hung the jacket over the back of the sofa and proceeded to pull off the cotton t-shirt that she wore, revealing a black singlet underneath. Lately she wore a shirt and singlet, just in case she got blood on the shirt itself. She then moved to seat herself down upon the sofa and reached over to place the shirt over the stump of Clover's arm. "Don't worry, she won't get close to me. I gave her a test tonight and she failed."
<Clover> Clover tipped her head to the side, regarding her childe with something between curiosity and contentment. Perhaps they’d gone through the same fadeportal, but perhaps not. Clo hadn’t been paying attention to which portal Jesse used, only that he took off and left her, and then she’d left. As much as she wanted to blame him, the words so sweet on her lips, she just sighed and shook her head from side to side. The movement was slow, as if she had to be careful not to interrupt the moment. “I went to the slums and I made a mess. If he were here, he would have been able to help me clean up. That’s all.” That was all she needed to say, but she wanted to say more. “Do you know why I’m so worried about you, so protective of you? Part of the reason is that opening up to others does open you up to other problems. You gave her a test, but if she’d passed, what then? You let too many people in and you get stabbed too many times. People make you weak. That’s the truth. This,” Clo stopped and nodded toward her injury, “is a result of a weakness. I want to say we’re all alone. We only have ourselves. But that isn’t true either. I’ll just reiterate, be careful how many people you let close to you.”
<Raven Talius> Raven sighed as she propped her elbows upon her knees so she could rest her head in her hands. Everything that her sire said was true. She would get stabbed if she did let too many in. "He should have made sure that you were following him and I should have made sure that you went through the right portal." However, she knew that Clover cared about her and for some reason or another, she felt the need to protect and be loyal to her sire. The woman hadn't felt such a thing with anyone else and she honestly doubted that she ever would. "I wouldn't worry about me having too many friends anyway. I end up pushing them away one too many times and they leave on their own. It's why I very much doubt that I ever will find someone to let close; someone that isn't you. Because I'm too damaged, too much of a handful." Finally she shook her head and looked up at her sire, "We need to see to your arm, get it bandaged for now."
<Clover> Clover reached over with her good hand and placed it upon Raven’s shoulder. She allowed her hand to stay there for a while, just long enough for her to try and decipher the words she wanted to say. Clo had to be careful, to walk the line between friend and sire. There were so many examples of failure that she didn’t want to see her relationship with Raven crumble and fall away. “I want you to have friends though. I want them to keep coming back, to prove to you that they’re worth it. I just,” she stopped to lick her lips, “I just want you to learn from my mistakes. I want to teach you so that you’ll never experience disappointment. Even though it’s impossible. I’ll try my damndest. I saw something in you. I envied the spark I saw in your eyes and in your movements. A lot of the time, I see myself in you. You don’t need a sister figure to break your heart, to stomp all over it. You don’t need a man to show you he loves you and then dance back into his wife’s arms. And you sure as hell don’t deserve to have your childe look at you and say what you just said. My hand will be back. Once I’m calm, I can focus on healing it. Until then, let it bleed. I can at least destroy this sofa as a big ‘**** you.’” She’d removed her hand from Raven’s shoulder, but she nudged her hip to the woman’s.
<Raven Talius> Raven chuckled then as Clover mentioned childer. She killed far too many humans to be bothered to make a childe, so she found it rather humorous that Clover would ever think that she would have any. Her humanity was something that she was trying to distance herself from and she had been for so many years. "That spark you saw only rises when I get to fight someone, to feel pain spark and stab its way through my body." The woman shook her head then as she looked up at Clover and smirked, "As for family, I don't really want it, because the last family I had didn't care as to whether I died or not. However, I promised Jesse that I'd try to be apart of his, so I have been trying even though I don't want anymore siblings. I've already had a twin try to kill me and I've never let that mistake happen twice." She finally straightened her form and ran a hand through her red and black hair. "Besides, if experience has taught me something, is that you don't get to be the way you are just because you felt like it. Something happened in your past and it fucks with you in your present." Raven smiled at Clover then as she glanced over towards the silent TV. "Did you kill the hunter that took your hand? Because I'm all for going out and ripping his head off to teach him a lesson."
<Clover> Clover snapped her fingers and pointed at Raven, motioning that the woman had hit the nail on the head. Raven understood. Raven had a past that forced her to understand. Kaelyn didn’t get it. It wasn’t as if Clover woke up one morning and decided to distrust the girl. Clover had experiences that made her doubt Kaelyn; Jesse had experiences that made Clover doubt Kaelyn. “This family meant a lot to Jesse. He used to spend a lot of his time trying to hold it all together. And Kae helped him. There were parties, and we came together for the social occasions. Some of us hung out at a bar just northeast of the Newborough station. And then we started to drift apart. The family just...disappeared.” Her eyes narrowed at the many memories. It was as if she relived every single moment, unable to forget a second of the past. “You would have liked the family before. Now, I guess I can’t blame you for being wary. With your past. With the state of things,” she trailed off.