Kyle, Yvette - Saturday morning

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Yvette runs into Kyle by the lake. They talk, and then get down to the important thing - food.




The grass was thick and green beneath her bare feet, the sun warm on her head. It might not have been the height of summer yet, but for Yvette, it was a perfect day. Definitely too nice to be inside, especially given the general weirdness of the student body - to be expected after the stress of the kidnappings, but sometimes the relieved insanity got a bit much. Her history text book and a few apples tucked in her book bag, Yvette made her way outside, wandering vaguely in the direction of the lake and planning to sit and read wherever felt most comfortable.

Staying indoors had worn off it's appeal after the first day out of the infirmary. And while Kyle wasn't about to go into the city, he wasn't staying inside either. He needed sun, and while the artifical beach had sunlamps, it also was much smaller and had a greater potential for people and loud.

To appease the urge to eat all the food in the world, he'd brought a bag of the dried cranberries that were good for snacking on, and after some spending some time trying to find a good place to just sit and -be- for a while, had given up with the quest for the perfect spot and had simply picked a spot within view of the water and sat, watching the ducks and eating cranberries.

Blinded by the dazzle of sun on the water, Yvette didn't see Kyle until she was almost on top of him, and her eyes glowed supernova bright for a moment. "Kyle!" she exclaimed, forgetting that perhaps she shouldn't startle him.

Yvette was one of the few people Kyle couldn't hear approaching, but he caught the hint of apples on the air right before she spoke, so the surprise was only enough to make him twitch and sit up straight. "Hey there." He said, a little more quietly than his usual.

"Oh! I am to be scaring you. I am so sorry!" But even that concern wasn't enough to fully diminish her joy at seeing her friend again. "I am being so happy to be seeing you again. Please, can I be talking to you for a little? I am not wanting to... how you say, crowd you. So if you are wanting the private time, I can be going away."

"It's okay, really." Kyle said. "I was only kinda startled, but not a whole lot." His heart was going a little faster than normal, but that would pass. "It's fine. I was watching the ducks do a whole lot of nothing. I'm okay for people." And besides, Yvette was quiet, and the ducks were pretty boring. Even if they had ducklings.

She settled beside him in a crouch, not so close as to overwhelm him. "You are being well?" she asked, looking him over carefully to reassure herself he was.

Kyle thought about it for a minute, and decided that it wouldn't do him or Yvette any good to sugar coat anything. "Yes, and no." He said. "I still have a little bit of the weird Jennie vision, but even that's mostly gone away. But my body fixes itself faster then Marius, and way faster than Jennie. But there's other stuff that's not going away as fast as me, or anyone else wants it to."

Yvette nodded. "The memory, it is being staying, yes?" she said softly, hesitantly. "Even when you are not wanting it to, it is there? And there are the dreams." Rough gloved hands and voices haggling over prices. "It is slow, to get better. But it is getting better, with the talking and the work."

"Memories, and ... well, I have some stuff that I was already talking to Doc Samson about that Doctor Ahab Crazy Guy decided to make worse." Kyle explained. "So all the work I did on it got undid for a while. Even if the Doc says I'm doing better then at the beginning of the week."

"I am knowing how it is, to be having things undone." She gestured at her frozen features, the extra-spiky hair. "But we are being having much of the help, and we will be okay." It was said with a quiet determination that hadn't been there in the previous week. "I am being going to see the foxes. They are getting to be big, and they are being very funny, to be playing with each other," she continued, not wanting to put Kyle on the spot wiht the Serious Talks he was no doubt having eleswhere.

"Are they doing that thing yet where they run around in circles chasing each other?" Kyle asked. "That never stops being funny." All small mammals seemed to do that. He'd seen squirrels do it, and Alex and Lorna's dogs, and he remembered doing it himself when he was much younger. He straightened up, as if to stand up, and then hesitated and frowned, shaking his head a little.

If it had been anyone else, Kyle would've muttered his wish for more violence upon Rory's person. But spooking Yvette was about as uncool of a thing as he could think of, and so he dug his fingers into the ground and looked up, a frustrated expression on his face. He shouldn't even -have- to ask permission to go with her. He knew better. It didn't make it any easier to resist the urge to ask though.

"Yes, they are. They are being falling over each other and it is very cute. I was thinking to go there... would you like to be coming with me? I am missing to be having you there," she offered shyly, seeing his frustration but not really sure of the cause. He didn't really need one - she knew enough of her mother to know sometimes there was none.

Kyle relaxed visibly once Yvette asked, nodded, and then stood up, brushing the grass off his jeans. "Foxes are more interesting than ducks." He said. "Possibly because ducks are food, and foxes are -not-." Also the ducks were boring. Even the ducklings were after a while. They just swam around.

Another of those tell-tale increases in the glow of Yvette's eyes, and she nodded. "Ducks are not being very clever, also," she said, rising easily from her crouch. She noted the bag of cranberries. "Are you to be hungry? I have the apples, for to be making the snack?" she suggested, dipping into her book bag and pulling one out. A russet, one of her favourite sorts of apple.

"Which is probably why they're food. We don't really eat smart animals. Turkeys? Are really -really- stupid. So are deer." Kyle bent and picked up the bag, so he wouldn't forget it. "I am almost always hungry. Part of the powers." he explained, and unsealed the ziploc on the plastic bag. "Have you had dried cranberries before? They're pretty good."

Yvette shook her head, and dipped long fingers into the bag, capturing some of the berries between them as Shiro had taught her, popping them into her mouth. Her eyes widened at the taste, and she nodded, enthusiastically. "These are to be very good!" she exclaimed, and the added, almost mischeivously. "Can we to be making the trade? The apples for your cran-berries?"

Trading snacks or lunches was a time honored tradition where Kyle came from. He remembered, what felt like and probably was over two years before, sharing his cookies with a little green boy, also with the bright blue eyes and quiet, shy mannerisms. "Sure." he said. "Cranberries and apples are good together too."

Handing him the apple, Yvette replied: "Then we can be making the sharing, yes?"