psl: immortals vs vampires

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

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[bitethehandthatfeeds]

[ lets out a low hiss of breath, but— doesn't seem surprised. at all.

(Yael had never acted like what was going on was strange, or unfamiliar.) ]

...That's still better than leaving it as is it. And— all right, even if I believe that nothing can be done to help the rest of it, I'm not going to believe nothing can be done to help you.

[rebornagain]

It would be easier for us both if you did, Chris.

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

I've never been a huge fan of "easy." Not when it comes to a crappy status quo, anyway.

[rebornagain]

That sounds like you, yes.

Won't you consider leaving well enough alone?

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

Do you want me to leave it alone because it's something you don't want me to be poking into, because it's something you don't want you to be poking into, or because you honestly don't think anything can be done to try to make things suck a little less?

[ that's probably a no. ]

[rebornagain]

All of the above.

I can go, if it bothers you so much. I can actually function on my own.

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

Maybe I don't want you to have to?

[rebornagain]

That isn't how this works.

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

[ just. plopping himself casually down on the floor ]

Why the hell not?

[rebornagain]

It never works.

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

Letting other people help?

[rebornagain]

Letting other people... anything. Telling people.

I don't think you'll get me burned at the stake, but even so.

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

[ blinks at him mildly, eyes flickering red before fading back to brown ]

...Just to make it clear, I'm not interested in letting anyone who'll mistreat you have you. That goes for humans, too.

[rebornagain]

[narrows his eyes a little at that display.]

That's cute.

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

[ look, he was making a point. a point that he's a vampire, why the hell would he do anything even remotely resembling getting you burnt at the stake. snorts ]

"No, you?" To stay on topic, though: I'm not going to make you tell me things you don't want to, either, but not only will I not just sit and twiddle my thumbs, I can't. Not just because I'm worried about you, but because the organization that asked me to take you in is making noises about it.

[rebornagain]

[Chris being a vampire is the reason yael thinks nothing of the sort, okay.]

...Of course they are. And what do they think is happening? What do you think is happening?

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

They think I'm either coddling you unhelpfully at best, or manipulating you at worst. As for what I think...

...You're older than you look. That's all I'm committing to.

[rebornagain]

You aren't wrong.

...I don't mean to sabotage you, with them.

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

I didn't think you were; the only ones who actually think the worse option don't like me to begin with. The rest won't exactly blame me for not knowing how to handle what they think is a traumatized kid.

[rebornagain]

If that's how it is.

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

With them? More or less. I haven't told them anything that might make them think otherwise.

[rebornagain]

[...falls silent 'x']

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

[ sighs, leaning back on his hands a bit and letting his eyes shut ]

...I don't really know what else I can do at this point.

[rebornagain]

[he hesitates, looking guilty and bitter and apologetic all at once somehow.]

...You're Christophe Sauveterre.

[bitethehandthatfeeds]

[ —opening his eyes again to stare blankly ]




Yves.