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aldersprigFirst in a series of character-building vignettes following a bunch of characters through their time at Addergoole & beyond. Cynara we've seen quite a few times before, and she is a character in Addergoole: Year 9
Content warning: eating issues, vampires, bitchiness and general Addergoole-ness.
December 2000, Year 6 of the Addergoole School.
Cya was making dinner when Eriko came in; Cya made dinner almost every day. It allowed her to do something productive, to control what she ate to keep it closer to her vampire-meal dietary requirements, and to make the rest of the suite believe she was acting like a Proper Kept Ought To.
"That's a lot of food." Eriko nearly sneered it. Eriko sneered most things, when they involved Cya. "If you don't watch it, you're going to get fat."
"I'm burning at least as many calories as I take in, between the blood donations and the Workings." Cya looked at the food, not at Eriko, and tried to sound non-confrontational. She didn't normally bother with hating people, but for Eriko, she'd made an exception.
"You know, his last girlfriend was a lot skinnier than you."
"I know." Nydia was still a lot skinnier than Cya; she was borderline anorexic. Cya was not.
"And once you get pregnant, you're just going to pork right out."
"I'm not planning on getting pregnant." She continued before Eriko could interrupt. "This year. Dysmas already has three, and I have three more years to have my two."
"It's not your choice, though. You keep forgetting that. You're a possession. You don't get to decide things."
"If Dysmas sees the logic in my words, than he can choose to agree with me." She was having trouble staying calm, but if she shouted at Eriko, Dysmas would be disappointed in her. "If I'm pregnant, I can't provide as much blood to him, and he'll have to get more of it elsewhere."
The older girl stared at her. "I do think you're jealous. That's so stupid. He's always had to get blood from multiple people. What makes you special?"
Cya twitched, just one shoulder, and stared at dinner. If she wasn't careful, she'd burn it. "I'm me." What else was she going to say?
"And you're a stupid cow." Eriko barked out a nasty laugh. "We all have to do our time, and you're no better than the rest of us. Bring my meal to my door when you're done."
"Yes, ma'am." She reminded herself, once again, that Dysmas' opinion was the only one that mattered. That Eriko would be gone at the end of the year. That she could, when she was out of this school, do what she needed to, if she still needed revenge.
She reminded herself not to burn dinner, and found peace, once again, in that.
Content warning: eating issues, vampires, bitchiness and general Addergoole-ness.
December 2000, Year 6 of the Addergoole School.
Cya was making dinner when Eriko came in; Cya made dinner almost every day. It allowed her to do something productive, to control what she ate to keep it closer to her vampire-meal dietary requirements, and to make the rest of the suite believe she was acting like a Proper Kept Ought To.
"That's a lot of food." Eriko nearly sneered it. Eriko sneered most things, when they involved Cya. "If you don't watch it, you're going to get fat."
"I'm burning at least as many calories as I take in, between the blood donations and the Workings." Cya looked at the food, not at Eriko, and tried to sound non-confrontational. She didn't normally bother with hating people, but for Eriko, she'd made an exception.
"You know, his last girlfriend was a lot skinnier than you."
"I know." Nydia was still a lot skinnier than Cya; she was borderline anorexic. Cya was not.
"And once you get pregnant, you're just going to pork right out."
"I'm not planning on getting pregnant." She continued before Eriko could interrupt. "This year. Dysmas already has three, and I have three more years to have my two."
"It's not your choice, though. You keep forgetting that. You're a possession. You don't get to decide things."
"If Dysmas sees the logic in my words, than he can choose to agree with me." She was having trouble staying calm, but if she shouted at Eriko, Dysmas would be disappointed in her. "If I'm pregnant, I can't provide as much blood to him, and he'll have to get more of it elsewhere."
The older girl stared at her. "I do think you're jealous. That's so stupid. He's always had to get blood from multiple people. What makes you special?"
Cya twitched, just one shoulder, and stared at dinner. If she wasn't careful, she'd burn it. "I'm me." What else was she going to say?
"And you're a stupid cow." Eriko barked out a nasty laugh. "We all have to do our time, and you're no better than the rest of us. Bring my meal to my door when you're done."
"Yes, ma'am." She reminded herself, once again, that Dysmas' opinion was the only one that mattered. That Eriko would be gone at the end of the year. That she could, when she was out of this school, do what she needed to, if she still needed revenge.
She reminded herself not to burn dinner, and found peace, once again, in that.
