RP:Bad Idea

Summary: Khitti encounters Meri shortly after the blonde's awkward conversation with Alvina. Needless to say, Meri is feeling some kind of way.

Ginger Snapped Bakery and Sweetshop

Meri was fairly overcome with emotions after her meeting with Alvina. The array and intensity of feelings that she was struck with have done a number on the woman, enough to bring her to tears. Which is saying a lot, as the times she is actually brought to tears are few and far between. When Khitti arrives in the bakery, she is probably advised by someone on staff that Meri is upstairs, that she stormed up there quite suddenly and has not come down since. It's been easily over an hour since she went up there. When Khitti braves going up the stairs into the apartment, Meri will be not be in sight. She's still in the bathroom, the door is still locked. Honestly she has thought about getting up off the bathroom floor and moving to another location, like the couch....But every time she tries to find her footing, she's overwhelmed with another rush of emotions. Pain. Betrayal. Hate. Anger. Rage. Anxiety. Abandonment. It might take a bit of coaxing on Khitti's behalf to get Meri out of the bathroom.

Khitti would eventually go upstairs. But first, she’d grab small basket of assorted muffins from the bakery before heading up. Sure, she’d check on Meri, but not before she made a pot of lavender chamomile tea. It’d been something Dominic 1.0 loved dearly and the type of tea she’d make him when he was particularly upset with something. Surprisingly, he’d been much worse than Brand to calm down--it’s always the pacifists that seem to have a tough time with that. Thankfully, Meri was a hell of a lot more like Brand and Khitti, than she was like Dominic, when it came to personalities. But… the pregnancy hormones helped absolutely nothing and Khitti knew full well about that. The tea would be made and then it, the muffins, and two mugs, and two small plates would be placed on top of the coffee table, that was just in front of the couch. Despite her job as some sort of spiritualist, Khitti was still extremely bad in most cases of needing to comfort someone--at least, she’d thought so. After doing her best to brace herself for whatever emotions might come spilling out of Meri, she’d finally knock on the door, “Meri…? You can come out now.”

Khitti's approach was probably a good one, as hearing sounds of someone moving in the apartment definitely peeked Meri's curiosity. It gave her a moment to try and put some amount of composure to herself...in that she is at least not having a full on ugly cry when she steps out of the bathroom. When she does step out of the bathroom, it's pretty apparent what Meri was doing in there. She has not been stinking up the room with a massive poop, or suffering from a case of morning sickness (she was past that stage anyway). No, the way her eyes were extremely red and puffy were telling. The door opens and Meri tentatively pokes her head out, just to make sure that Khitti was here alone, and then when this detail is confirmed she steps all the way out. Meri slowly trudges over to the couch and curls up on one corner of it, not much interest displayed in the tea and the muffins. Not that Khitti's efforts would be wasted, the woman just needed a moment to calm down. Meri spilling her guts out does not come quickly. To be honest, she is wrestling with some very negative thoughts, causing her to doubt and mistrust a number of the people that Meri has grown to care about. Alvina has proven herself someone that cannot be trusted. Maybe Khitti was no better. It's not a thought that sticks, the smarter side of Meri slaps that thought of her head pretty quickly. And once it is gone, Meri speaks. "I think I hate almost everyone." Almost everyone, she could probably count the number of people she does not hate on one hand. "People suck. And you know what? I have known people just suck for years. And yet I am still stupid enough to let myself care about these frakkin' jerks. Why I am so stupid, Khitti?"

Khitti wouldn’t really blame Meri if she’d had those thoughts. There’d been plenty of times during the whole debacle in Venturil that she’d had those same paranoid thoughts about everyone, even her own family--even Brand. Khitti would follow Meri to the couch, and sunk down into the opposite corner with a sigh. “You’re not stupid. We just can’t, unfortunately, get much of anywhere without dealing with other people. It’s just always been the way of things and probably will continue to be so in the future. Unless Kahran comes back, I guess.” That probably wasn’t the best thing that Khitti could end on, but she was more blunt that she should be at times. “I do agree. People do suck. Most of them only think about themselves. Most of them couldn’t care less about what happens to other people. I’m not any better now at trying to keep those thoughts away when I meet someone new, because you never know just how someone is. But… that’s where we have to be different from them. Be better than them. It’s not an easy job, but if there weren’t people like that--like us--then I’m pretty sure Lithrydel would no longer be a thing. We wouldn’t be sitting here talking. -Someone- has to care, if no one else will.” Khitti frowned a little at her own words, almost as if she herself didn’t quite believe them.

Meri frowns. In the end she would come around and see the wisdom in Khitti's words, but for right now Meri was just feeling bitter. Did she really have to be the one to care? Was that really her job? Really? Meri shakes her head and sighs. The tea was starting to smell particularly good, being a werewolf she did not actually need to inquire as to the type of tea. She knew, she could smell it, and life with Callum has afforded Meri some knowledge on this herbal stuff. A cup of tea is taken up, maybe it would help calm Meri down. At the very least, it would help her parched throat. Being in the bathroom and crying for at least an hour is a very dehydrating act. "You know at Lanara's birthday party? I got this weird feeling....I didn't really understand it at the time. I didn't really think too much of it either." Why? Khitti had been kidnapped, Meri had other priorities. "And then at the ball? I got the same weird feeling. I had thought more of it then, but I don't know. I couldn't explain it. I thought it was maybe...because sometimes crowds can be intense for me? Ever sense coming back from the Shadow Planes. I mean, I have been doing better about that lately, but...." Meri shrugs. "My point is. I dismissed this feeling." Meri's eyes start watering up as she continues her explanation. "And then I sat down there having a chat with Alvina...I wanted to learn more about mothering a werewolf child? How they age? How long this pregnancy might be? And...I didn't quite get the feeling then. I sort of did, but it wasn't the same. It was very faint." Meri takes in a deep breath. "And then...Alvina explained to me that she is a werewolf now too. She has been for a couple months now...."

There was a slight eye twitch at the mention of Alvina now being a werewolf. Khitti didn’t let on to whether or not she knew about this, mainly because this was something between the two werewolves--Khitti should not be the one to tell Meri about the situation because frankly, she wasn’t the one that bit Meri. That was Alvina’s responsibility entirely. “Alvina is very naive. She also depends way too much on her husband, so I’m not really surprised that things went this route, with her now also being a werewolf.” Khitti didn’t bother getting any tea just yet, instead leaning back into the couch, her arms crossed over one another, that frown of hers still remaining, “It sounds like you have a sort of link with her, like I did with the one who sired me. Vampires can make that happen with others that aren’t also vampires--I did it with Brand all the time. If she is definitely the one that bit you, then this is just as much on Hudson as it is her. He’s supposed to be the pack leader; you don’t bit and turn anyone you don’t intend to take under your wing. Or if your fledglings go astray and cause issues, you deal with that too.” Khitti was definitely angry now, much like Meri had been and likely still was, “It’s too much like how things were with Larewen. She’s turned people left and right and abandoned them, because her focus has been and always will be about herself. Hell, she abandoned me when she knew I needed help with my magic after I came back. She may not have sired me, but she damn well promised on several occasions to help me and then didn’t.” The redhead was going down another road of thinking she shouldn’t right now. What was important was that Meri needed comforting and validation for her feelings. “People definitely suck, Meri. But it’s what you do about it that really makes things matter. I left House Dragana and the Necromancer’s Guild because of Larewen, the person that was supposed to be my teacher, the person that I even entertained the thought of being a sort of mother to me. You’ve known the Landons for quite some time. You helped Hudson plenty of times doing… whatever. So what are -you- going to do about it? Sure, you can definitely care about people, because like I said, someone has to. But, if someone wrongs you, especially something of this magnitude, you don’t have to keep pretending like things are fine.”

Meri furrows her brows. Khitti was giving Meri a lot of information, in terms of this link, and then the rest of it prompted the blonde to really have a good think. What did she want to do? "...I don't know what I want to do....It's not like Alvina outright said it was her. It's just....a gut feeling. Probably because of that link. But why was it different when I saw Alvina this time? Weaker?" Meri shakes her head, even if Khitti did not have answers for Meri, the blonde had her suspicions as to why. "I can't imagine links like that would just...fade without cause? Which means she probably knows...I am pretty sure she knows." Meri's jaw clenches, the feeling of sorrow was taking a more background role and anger was starting to bubble back up to the surface. "And given that they are married, I would imagine Hudson knows. Alvina keep secrets from her husband?" Maybe, but Meri was not sure that really fit Alvina's personality. "And like you said...pack leader...." The blonde was fat with pregnancy, but it was hard to sit stationary on the couch right now. She might accidentally break Khitti's teacup if she does not release some of this energy that is building up from her anger. Once she is to her feet, she paces, and sips at her tea. If only Meri was not pregnant, she might need something stronger to keep her calm right now. Like a horse tranquilizer. "Part of me...Wants to hate them from a far. And wait and see if she...or either of them...will own up to this. I am kind of curious if she will, how long it will take, or if they will just continue to pretend they're my "friend". Clearly I was never a friend to either of them. Just some pawn to make them money. The other part of me...wants to rage, and confront them, and yell...and maybe burn their house down while they are out because I would feel bad if I hurt their children.....and otherwise make their life a living hell." Meri definitely sounded more passionate about idea number two, especially when she got to the part about burning their house down while they were out. Why should Lionel, Brand and now Dominic get to have all the fun?

“Walls can be put up in your mind. Brand did that a lot, in the beginning with me, even though he’d let me feed from him. He did it when he really deadset on not letting me in, emotionally, because you can see one another’s thoughts through the bloodlink. I imagine something similar could be done with werewolves, even if the link isn’t exactly the same.” Crimson brows furrowed as Meri got up and took to pacing. It was almost like Khitti was looking in a mirror; Meri was very much like Khitti’s past self from a couple years ago. Hell, she still did the angry pacing on occasion, but the rage that radiated off of Meri right now was very much like what Dominic 1.0 and Brand had to help snuff out many, many times. “While I’m usually of the mind to set things on fire to, especially when I’m as angry as you are now, the fact that I already have to deal with another firebug that is -not- Brand or myself is not in my list of things I want to do right now. Besides the fact, Hudson clearly has his furry hands on Uma and Cenril with as much as he’s around her, I don’t think it’s wise to burn down the house of someone like that. Things could be even worse for you and possibly even the rest of your family.” Olive-green eyes shifted to the ceiling as Khitti laid her head backwards onto the couch’s upper cushion, “I think you should approach her about it if she doesn’t come to you first. But, I think if you do that, you need someone there with you. So things don’t get even more out of hand.”

Meri was starting to be more selective about the information that she was absorbing from Khitti. The details about the link were processed, the reminders about Uma were heard, but the advise that maybe she not burn there house down? That is only moderately heeded. "Yeah, well. We've done a lot of things in the past that were probably not wise. I've done a lot of things with and for Hudson in the past that were probably not wise." It almost seems like talking might be lost on Meri all together -- which is probably not a surprise. She's the sort of women that would rather punch first and talk later. "But maybe you're right. Maybe it would be better to use my words. If Alvina does not come to me in a reasonable amount of time..." Meri was not sure what was reasonable or not. Hell, she was not even sure if Alvina knows she bit Meri, and if she does how long she has known. "Then I suppose that it would be wise for us to go together....Because I think I might just strangle a..." Meri clears her throat and rethinks her wording to something more Hollow friend. "...I think if I am left to try and converse with her alone I will probably end up doing something that I....will only regret if I get caught and thrown in jail and can't see maybe kid ever again." Meri punctuates this sentences with a smirk, but it's dark and laden with anger.

It was definitely clear to Khitti that talking wasn’t going to work with the blonde. Just as Khitti had done many times in the past, Meri was almost certainly going to listen to what her heart said instead of her brain (or in Khitti’s case, her Brand). Somewhere in the back of Khitti’s mind, she wondered if this was karma for all the times she did this to that Catalian. Was that the sound of Brand’s insane-sounding Ron Swanson laughter coming from the ship? Khitti could almost hear it now… Khitti also now had to make peace with the fact that Meri might go to jail because she was almost certainly going to burn down something, even if it ends up not being the Landon household. Khitti was probably going to have to raise another kid too--it’s a good thing she was already a mother or she might be quite a bit more panicked about this. The redhead just stared at the ceiling in thought, those olive-green eyes of hers occasionally squinting as she ran over all these possibilities in her head, roaming over the dark mahogany boards that covered the upper inside of the apartment; it was clear that gears were turning. The gears did not come up with a solution, however. There was no good clean solution to this. Alvina and Hudson had damned themselves to a righteous, fiery fury the likes of which could not be contained--Khitti would; she could hardly contain her own when it flared up. “Are you sure you’re not a redhead under all that blonde? I swear… you sound more and more like me every day.” This was said with a smirk of her own, her head finally tilting back to a normal position so that she could eye her sister instead of the inside of her home, “We’ll take this one step at a time. If it -is- her, she’s more than likely got a huge guilty conscience at this point. Alvina’s not the greatest at hiding her emotions.”

Meri's hope is to not go to jail, but that would be karma coming right back to Meri and quite quickly if she did. "Are my roots starting to show?" Meri jokes in return to Khitti's inquiry about if Meri was really a redhead. Alas, much like Khitti Meri did not have any wise solutions to the situation. She's managed to think up two polar opposite courses of action, avoid the conflict, or confront and assault the daylights out of them. She probably would not come up with any reasonable solution while she is so blinded by these emotions, and as Khitti probably well knows.....These emotions are going to fester while they wait to see if Alvina will decide to speak up on her own. "One day at a time. Alvina is not the greatest about hiding her emotions." Meri looses a sigh. For the moment, she seems to be reaching a more calm state. Maybe the tea is helping. Or maybe exhaustion is finally setting in, intense crying has a way of doing that to a person. "I think I am going to snag this muffin and meander back to the ship for a nap. I am exhausted." Plus if she is asleep, that means she is not burning anything down and going to jail, right?

Khitti smirked at Meri’s words on her hair, then would nod as it seemed like the blonde started to settle down a little. “Alright. It’s better to sleep on this sort of thing anyway. Don’t be like me and act impulsively on everything, no matter what your body is telling you. I can’t stop you if, in the end, you end up wanting to take action the way you’ve told me you want to. But, just don’t forget about the consequences that come with it, okay? Especially from people like them. I just… don’t see it going well whatsoever.” She’d leave Meri to lock up, just so that Khitti could go downstairs and deal with her bakery people, but stopped, remembering to mention one very important thing before she did, “If you end up spending time with Dominic, be careful. Turns out he’s a firebug like his parents… and his aunt, apparently. I gotta go talk to that Rachelle girl soon in Kelay or else he’s gonna set everything on fire too.”

Meri nods, having a sound understanding of what sort of action Hudson would be willing to take. Both eyes lift at the thought of Dominic being a little bit of a firebug, and yet she was also very much not surprised. Magic was bound to course through his blood, Khitti and Brand just had the pleasure of discovering in what ways it would manifest itself through trial and error. "Joyous. Pray to your god for our hair and our eyebrows." And the rest of our body parts. "And tell Rachelle I said hello. It's been far too long since I have seen her..." Meri furrows her brows, trying to recall how long, but it did not take her too long to remember: the day Valrae died. Meri would lock up and return to the ship, where she would definitely promptly nap.