Kyte and Raine
February 01, 2017 6:22 AM
With sincerity if not dexterity (tag Jax) by Kyte and Raine
“Good, Professor Skies isn’t here yet,” Raine smiled, as they made their way to the Transfiguration classroom for their additional English tutoring. She could only hope that the Donovans were, as that would make the whole situation a lot easier - Kyte could just apologise without an audience, and hopefully they wouldn’t all have to sit there with Jax just loathing him silently for an hour.“How do you know that?” Kyte asked, surprised.
“Doesn’t smell of coffee,” Raine replied. Professor Skies always had a cup of coffee during their study sessions, and the presence or absence of its smell had been hardwired into Raine as an indicator of whether or not they were running late for their class.
They entered the room and found both Donovans there. Kyte launched straight in.
“I’m really sorry, about what happened the other day in class. I mean, the situation just got all out of hand and we clearly weren’t understanding each other, but I know that I really put my foot in it. It’s just like… what happened to you guys, that sounds really horrible, and it’s not the kind of thing you think would have happened to someone you know, and most people-”
Behind him, Raine gave a cough that sounded a lot like the word ‘rambling,’ and Kyte wobbled slightly as if he’d been given a sharp dig in the ribs. Kyte did not have any problem apologising in the conventional sense. He didn’t think there was anything unmanly about admitting when you were wrong or opening up and sharing your feelings. He had started to try as soon as he realised how badly he’d put his foot in it during Defence, but had only got as far as ‘Dude, I-’ before Jax had stormed out. He had even thought about following him but Raine hadn’t thought it was a good idea. No, Kyte had no problems with giving apologies - the problem was he tended to do so like a force ten gale of them, giving the other person no space to speak until he’d probably annoyed them so much that they’d retracted any previous thoughts of forgiveness that they’d been having.
“Right, she thinks I ramble when I apologise. I mean, I do, but she worries that it makes me seem insincere, like I’m trying to talk my out of it, which I’m really not,” he assured Jax, in the sincerest of tones. Behind him Raine gave up and, with a roll of her eyes, dropped into a seat. The point of that had been to try to get Kyte to wrap it up, not go on an explanation of why he was over explaining things! Honestly! Everyone thought of him as the ‘sociable’ one and her as the one who needed help, but when it was… well, anything that required a level of subtlety somewhere lower down the scale than jumping about painted bright orange and waving a banner, Kyte was about as useful as a cauldron with holes in it.
“Anyway, I’m really sorry for what happened to you, and how I dragged that up, or said all the wrong things. A-are we ok?” he asked. On his side were the fact that he really did wear his heart on his sleeve, and for all that his apology had been rambling and probably quite irritating, he looked genuinely saddened about the possibility that he had hurt someone else’s feelings, and that that might be something that they couldn’t forgive.
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Jax Dovovan
February 08, 2017 1:02 AM
Keeping this simple by Jax Dovovan
Jax was sitting in the Transfiguration room with Via waiting for their extra lesson to begin. He probably didn't need these lessons as much as he used to, but he still had some troubles and he knew Gia felt better about reviewing her essays with Professor Skies to ensure that she hadn't made any mistakes in her grammar and that her English had translated properly. He felt a little strange being in the room with some of the others, but he worked quietly and did the exercises that were provided to him.The door to the room opened and Jax's eyes narrowed at the site of Kyte Collindale. Jax had remained heated after the Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson that he had lost his temper in because of his conversation with Kyte during that lesson. It had embarrassed him that he had to show the entire class something that was personal to him. He understood that it was a necessary lesson to teach them, but he hated to show any sort of vulnerability in front of people. He had volunteered to go first to get it over with and also because people were likely to forget his in favor of others.
But then Kyte had to talk about it and then made assumptions which upset Jax enough to leave and feel even more flustered over the whole lesson. After the lesson, Gia had caught up to him to make sure he was alright, Professor Pye did the same, and then at dinner it had seemed that the rumor of what had happened had spread quickly enough for Joella to hear and ask him about it. He just wanted to forget the whole thing, but Kyte just brought up the frustration all over again.
Jax remained silent ad Kyte rambled off an apology to him over their misunderstanding but Jax could tell that Gia was pleased by the third year's attempt. Jax let a moment of silence fall between them once Kyte had finished as he thought about how he should respond to the younger male. Jax had never had issues prior to the lesson with Kyte but he had been strongly affect by those moments in the classroom and Kyte had not made it any easier on him.
Finally, Jax shrugged. "We are okay." He answered in his usual quiet deep voice. "But let us never mention that lesson ever again."
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Kyte and Raine
February 18, 2017 3:47 AM
All's well that ends well by Kyte and Raine
“Ok, great. Thanks,” Kyte agreed fervently, and with obvious relief, when Jax officially forgave him. He did think that maybe Jax needed to talk to someone about what had happened in his past, because bottling up his feelings all the time couldn’t be good for him, but even Kyte was capable of recognising extreme versions of when Now Was Not The Time. And he didn’t even particularly want Jax to talk to him about his past, just to someone, so never mentioning the lesson again seemed good, so long as Jax had some other outlet for his feelings that meant he didn’t explode, because exploding was, generally, pretty bad for your health.“I guess you can give him that thing you made now,” he grinned at Raine, “Raine made you a present, but she didn’t want to give it to you whilst you were mad at me,” he explained, pulling out the seat next to his sister, “in case it meant you were mad at her t- OW!” A small scuffle as Kyte sat down along with the way his sentence cut off suggested that Raine had taken the earliest opportunity available to cut him off by kicking him sharply in the shin.
“What?” he asked, “You did say that. And you didn’t say it was private. Just not to tell him when I was apologising because it would be emotional blackmail.” Although Raine’s facial expression, beyond the bright red of acute embarrassment, may have been too subtle for anyone else, Kyte had known her long enough to perceive the slight narrowing of her eyes that let him know he was in danger of making her really mad at him. “K, sorry,” he mumbled.
Self-consciously, Raine fished in her school bag, pulling out what looked like a pair of very thin bean bags.
“They’re lavender sachets,” she explained softly, “You put them under your pillow to help you sleep. You looked tired when you were helping me in Charms the other day.” She had appreciated Jax’ help all the more for that fact - he clearly hadn’t been feeling at his best but he had still taken the time to be kind and considerate. She had chosen scraps from her fabric bag in colours that she felt reflected his personality. Unlike other people, she hadn’t chosen the blue of his house, because houses were artificial constructs created by the school. She felt earthy colours like browns and deep reds, occasionally a dark green, were much more reflective of Jax. The little sachets each had a ribbon on the top, on which was fixed a small quartz bead, also a great healer in the world of insomnia. She slid them awkwardly across the table to Jax. Although she hadn’t ventured the guess out loud, there was one main reason she could think of why a fifth year might look tired, so to the top was pinned a note which said ‘Good luck with you’re exams. You’ll do grate.’ She hadn’t got anyone to check the note because she was a little shy about the whole idea of giving Jax a present, but her basic spell checking charm hadn’t flagged anything up. Although, since Defence, she’d been thinking about the reasons more, and wondering… Jax looked tired often, not just this year. Perhaps he had nightmares. She wouldn’t be surprised, after what had happened to him. Still, hopefully this would help him either way.
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