Finders Keepers

[all_too_familiar]

Sometimes witches have powers before they turn. But this is rare, uncommon.

More often, a potential witch displays almost nothing out of the ordinary at all. Just, say, a little more skill with people, a little more natural charisma. An extra dose of something that could almost be called luck, if one were paying attention and on the lookout for witches.

There is one such maybe-potential, right over there. He's not from around here, but he is fluent in Italian and French and German and he professes that English is his first language and laughs when people call him a liar because of his perfect accent. He might not be the most powerful, but a polyglot witch could be useful for something. And who knows, maybe there's more to it.

Maybe someone would care to find out.

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[poll_the_stars]

Okay. She gives herself a few preliminaries, though, because she doesn't see how that would hurt.

And then - time to test her self control.

(She's incredibly nervous.)

[honey_twining]

Edward goes to tell Esme and Carlisle.

And they find someone to invite on a canoe ride, and go by the island, while Edward and Blair are standing by Yvette. If she lunges, the human will never know.

[poll_the_stars]

She does not lunge.

It's unpleasant (she wonders how the hell Blair managed to casually hold conversations with her while she was human, how any of them managed it), but she keeps herself very still and breathes in and out evenly and runs through her 'I will not eat people' litany over and over in her head at lightning speed. She will not eat people, here are her reasons why, she refuses to be something she does not choose to be and she does not choose to be a killer.

And then the human drifts out of her range of scent. They probably just had a pleasant canoe ride.

[all_too_familiar]

Blair hugs her. It seems like the thing to do.

[poll_the_stars]

Yvette giggles a bit.

"I'm not up to interacting with them yet, I think," she pronounces. "But! You did not need to rip my head off!"

[honey_twining]

"That was very impressive," Edward comments.

[poll_the_stars]

She grins at him.

"Thank you." Pause. "I do think I'm going to go eat a deer, though."

Inhaling flames is not fun.

[honey_twining]

It's entirely reasonable that she eat a deer. (Edward stays within range of her, in case she decides to go for a swim abruptly.)

[poll_the_stars]

She eats a deer! It does not cross her mind to go for an abrupt swim; she's busy in some mix of happy excitement and trying to better her methods for not killing people.

[honey_twining]

That's good then.

[poll_the_stars]

She is very proud of herself.




But (possibly to Edward's surprise) she does not get cocky. She does not want to leave the island just yet. She'll have a few more unknowing humans sent past her before she's even willing to be visible to them. So a few more humans are sent past her, and she doesn't lunge.

And then, tentatively, she thinks she's ready to be put in front of an actual human, and maybe try talking to one.

[honey_twining]

Well, they don't have any knowledgeable humans handy, so this means interacting with them in normal human contexts, which means going back to Rochester.

[poll_the_stars]

Eep.

Well.

That'll work. Tentatively. Because that's where the vampires are that could stop her, and because she's managed self control several times without fail.

(Such eep.)

[honey_twining]

Edward will stay right by her and react if she lunges at someone. But maybe she'd like to stick to going out at night, so there will be fewer witnesses and they won't have such good line of sight.

[poll_the_stars]

She would like to stick to going out at night.

She is very, very careful about this, though. There are lots of people! People are very breakable. Some people bleed monthly, and while this wouldn't send her into a frenzy on account of the hormones in the blood, it still makes it a bit uncomfortable. So she's going to mostly stay indoors and keep away from the squishy humans. She is worried for their safety.

(But she joyously copies all of the materials, look at all of these materials she can copy, there are so many, look at them all! Gold and silver and brick and iron and steel and every single material she can walk up and touch.)

[honey_twining]

The coven has accumulated a reasonable quantity of more or less useless possessions over the years, many of which are made of unusual materials.

[poll_the_stars]

Excellent. She will be an inspiration for pokemon: gotta catch 'em all. All of the materials will be hers.

[honey_twining]

Meanwhile, except for mostly-Edward, sometimes-Carlisle-or-Esme keeping an eye on her, they go about their lives as normal.

[teleia]

But not for that long.

[honey_twining]

"Yvette, you might want to leave," Edward says suddenly, one late night, interrupting himself at the piano.

[poll_the_stars]

She looks up from her latest attempt to refine her power.

"Okay? Why?"

[honey_twining]

"Because Carlisle is on his way home with a bleeding woman he's decided to turn."

[poll_the_stars]

"That," she says faintly, "is a very good reason."

She pockets her half-transmuted current project and zips away to pack a suitcase so she can be elsewhere for a while and runs over the things another newborn would want to know and what she'll have to deal with and -

It occurs to her that the bleeding woman might have a similar reservation about vampirism that Yvette might, and that Yvette personally has a way to maybe copy and remake the important parts before vampirism makes it impossible.

"Edward, can you tell if she cares?" she asks, freezing mid-pack.

[all_too_familiar]

(Blair has absolutely no idea what she's talking about, but he continues packing for her, because of course he's going with her. He doesn't ask.)

[honey_twining]

"I - she's not exactly thinking about that right now - but - if I had to guess, yes?" Edward says. "If you hold your breath I'll ask her."