Yvette and Crystal - Suite Talk

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Yvette and Crystal discuss Jennie. Yvette and Crystal talk about Logan. Enough said.




The door to Jennie and Crystal's room closed with a very definite noise, and Yvette flinched a little despite herself. It wasn't as if Jennie had shouted at her or anything, just been rather brusque when the younger girl had asked about her day, but it still bothered Yvette to see the older girl that way. Trying to stop the slight trembling of her lower lip, she continued what she'd been doing, which was pouring a glass of juice for herself from the carton in the suite fridge. Jennie had been unhappy for a while now, and it was getting worriesome.

Crystal entered the suite, the door closing softly behind her. "Yvette? What is wrong?" It was impossible to avoid noticing Yvette's mood. Crystal had seen her frightened and unsure before, such as on Mondo's appointed day of screaming and chasing people with Kyle's kazoo, and something definitely wasn't right with Yvette and the moment.

"Oh!" The sudden voice startled the smaller girl, soft as it was since Crystal seldom spoke loudly, and she nearly dropped the carton balanced awkwardly between her palms. Her finger talons were beginning to shorten just a little, but they were still awkward. And sharp - the gloves were still a necessity for normal life. "La... Crystal, you are being the spooking me," she said, recovering with a small attempt at a smile. The near-slip with the honorific gave away her disturbed state of mind. "I am being... okay," she continued, but her voice wobbled and she glanced towards Jennie's door.

Crystal frowned slightly. She knew Jennie had been in a grumpy mood lately, and she had ideas about what the problem was. Crystal had tried to talk to Jennie, but Jennie just hadn't been interested. She was certain that inviting her to the movie had not been Jennie's idea. Still... just what had happened to make Yvette so unhappy? "Something is bothering you, Yvette," Crystal said, approaching her suitemate. "What happened? Did Jennie say something to you?"

"She is not being saying anything to me! That is being the problem!" Yvette burst out, then looked guilty. "I know there is being something wrong, because Jennie is being unhappy all the time, but she is not saying why and I am not knowing how to help her." She looked up at Crystal with large, glowing blue eyes. "Are you being knowing what is wrong? Can I be helping her?" Yvette could never explain, but she felt a certain... connection to Jennie and Marius. They'd been the first to know her, after all.

Despite her own issues with Jennie, and the way Jennie had been treating her and other mansion residents in recent weeks, Crystal still felt protective of Jennie. She'd nearly been rude to Monet on the young woman's first day back at the mansion because of journal comments she'd made even though it had been replies to her own journal comments that had made her own stay here start off so bad. Jennie had problems, and at times they were more than a young royal could understand, but Crystal still accepted Jennie, crazy need to organize and all. She would never want to spill any of Jennie's secrets, and had almost done so unintentionally, but things that were stated in public or common knowledge were another matter.

"I am sorry that Jennie did not wish to speak with you," Crystal told Yvette. "This has nothing to do with you or anyone else here... I am not entirely sure, but I believe that this is a combination of the reactions to her journal post about the bombings and the fact that the anniversary of her mother's death is approaching rapidly. Perhaps the phrasing of the journal post was related to the latter; I am not sure. She has not seemed very interested in speaking with me, either."

"Oh." Yvette blinked, and then realised she'd let her distress make her forget her manners. And Jennie's right to privacy. "Oh," she said again, glancing down bashfully. "I am being sorry, I am not meaning to be rude... I am knowing Jennie's mother is being dead, but I am not knowing it is being soon." Yvette glanced unhappily at the most definitely closed door again. "I will be trying to be not, how you say? The pain in the butt?"

Crystal gave a small nod and gave Yvette a reassuring smile. "It is fine; you are not being rude. There is not much than we can do for her beyond giving her the space she requires at this time and just being there for her whenever she decides that she wishes to speak with us." Everyone had to be noticing the change in Jennie's behavior, right? Then again, the staff members were notorious for not realizing what was going on with the students.

Yvette nodded. "I am being very good at the watching, and the waiting," she said, perhaps a little more ironically than intended. "Jennie and Marius... they are being getting me out of the difficult place in the summer, and I..." She spread her hands, her English not good enough to convey what she wanted. "They are being important," she settled for. "And Mr. Logan is saying that when things are being important, it is for you to be doing the hard thing, even when you are being scared or sad. So I will be waiting for Jennie to be feeling better, and if she isn't in the long time, perhaps we should be telling the teachers?"

"Perhaps that should be done sooner rather than later," Crystal mused out loud, looking thoughtful, then she refocused and looked at Yvette. "Mr. Logan said that to you, did he?"

Yvette nodded, the slightly pinched look leaving her face and replaced with a slightly shy smile. "Yes. Mr. Logan, he is being teaching me, and we are talking. After you are all being the asleep and not waking, he is telling me that it is not being the good thing to be letting the scary things stop me from helping people. So I am trying to be the brave."

"He is... teaching you?" A hint of surprise entered her face. The school hadn't given Logan some sort of restraining order to keep him from teaching and abusing the students again? And... he was being kind to Yvette? "He is nice to you? He tried to help you when you were scared?"

Another nod. "When I am being first awake, I am being confused and frightened, and we are fighting. I am hurting him, with my skin." She looked a little ashamed at that, even now. "And I am saying the sorry to him. He is saying it is no big thing, and I am only doing what the instinct is telling me to do, so there is being no blame." Her brow furrowed a little, at the effort of trying to think of the correct words. "He is being carving the wood, and I am being asking him to be teaching me. I am not being the very good yet," she admitted with a shamefaced grin. "But he is being very patient with me."


He was patient with her? Crystal had to hide her surprise. People changed, it was true, but that much in so little time? Or maybe it was just Yvette... maybe he just liked her for some reason. Logan hadn't been very polite to the other members of his self-defense class, but it had appeared that he had taken special delight in being nasty to the Amaquelins.

"That is... good," Crystal told Yvette, keeping her uncertainty out of her voice. "If he is patient with you and enjoys teaching you, and you are interested in continuing to learn from him, I am sure that it will not be long until you are very good at wood carving."

"I am hoping so. Mr. Logan... he is not being very good with the words sometimes. But he is very good at the showing, if you are watching and paying attention." Yvette seemed oblivious to Crystal's internal conflict.

Don't let him fool you... he has quite a way with words, actually. "I see." She had watched, paid attention, and participated in class, but Logan still viewed her as nothing more than a spoiled brat. His unkind and rather rude words to her and Medusa came flying back into her head. "Well, I am glad that you are able to have this opportunity to learn from him." Seeing that he's still allowed to work with students and he doesn't appear to take pleasure in trying to hurt you.

"I am thinking so also," Yvette said with a nod and a smile, although there was something curious about the look she gave Crystal. The other girl was... very formal, which usually could be an indication there was something she wasn't comfortable with. Yvette spent a lot of time quietly studying her fellows, especially her suite mates, and it was a trait she'd noticed in the Attilani Lady. "And Miss Marie is saying it is reminding to her when he is finding her." She remembered the juice she'd been pouring, and indicated the carton. "Are you being wanting to drink? It is an apple juice."

Finally, someone was offering her a beverage other than coffee... or alcohol. Crystal could have had plenty of alcohol at Silver, but just being there had already been enough "not right" for Crystal. She nodded. "Yes, thank you, Yvette; I would like some apple juice." She thought about Yvette's statement regarding the help of Marius and Jennie in the summer, but wasn't quite sure she should ask about it.

Yvette beamed, her eyes glowing happily. "Then I shall be getting another glass for you."