Forecasting [Candice, Giselle]

It was moments like this that were dangerous.
In the warm wake of blissful heaven, as those golden sunds finally came to rest and she found herself in the starrk, cold reality that came after, it was in these moments, even beside such a treasure as Candice.....that Giselle found herself ....wondering. This had been going on for quite a while now, hadn't it? But in that time, she thoroughly had begun to wonder if she fully understood what it was that was happening.

She was .....happy. In these moments. In the throes they shared. Even in the soft, gentle things that glimmered elsewhere. It was simply enjoyable to be around Candice. The woman's charm, the little soft vulnerabilities, the things she had so often simply erased without thought in the past. It almost felt unreal.

Especially in these moments of clarity. Turning and .....looking at her. smiling. Practically glowing with smug satisfaction after her nightly dose of Vitamin G. Giselle had certainly noticed the tendency of Candice's moods based on how frequently they had these moments. She .....SEEMED happy as well. And so... when Candice asked that soft, idle question, Giselle gave a nod..

"Naturally. Having trouble falling asleep?" She ventured with a soft smile, a mask over her own .....uncertainty.

It couldn't be this easy. It couldn't be this perfect. And she felt that little gnawing worry in her heart.

Giselle couldn't help but smirk just a little when she heard that answer, pausing and glancing down when she saw Candice start to slip in under the covers. Oh boy, feisty tonight. However it was .... slower than that usual sudden prowl when Candice WAS hankering for another round. No, this was a bit different and so giselle already was a bit curious what was going on when she suddenly saw that sad expression pop up from the covers. A startled look crossing Giselle's face before she made note of that look. and that question? Oh that was ....hard to see.

It was so....bizarre to see a woman like Candice, reduced to this state now and then. And giselle gave a light smile, gently reaching up and slipping her arms around the woman's shoulders before she chuckled at the notion. "I dunno, I think you can tell I'm pretty happy." she noted playfully.

But well....she'd see the ...persistence of that look, and fairly quickly would sense that something was up and she had to ....briefly reflect. Briefly, she considered .....assuring the woman that of course she was very happy. But ... in the clarity after that thunderstorm. She ......coulnd't bring herself to just butter the woman up like that. she was an adult after all, it ....was only reasonable that they have these conversations. Especially with someone she had grown so attached to.

"I..... think I am. At least. We HAVE been at this for ..... a while now. Haven't we? And we sure are going....pretty forward with it. But .....particularly these precious looks you give me..." She reached up, gently touching her fingertips to Candice's cheek, trying to get a small smile out of her. "Definitely sometimes make me wonder about what .....you really want out of this.. I mean, I think I make it pretty frequently clear about what I want out of this. And just how appreciative I am of getting it. But you know. I do wonder what you'd ....LIKE for this to be."

Giselle noticed those little shifts and adjustments. And ...she sorta expected them. It was startling just how vulnerable Candice could turn out to be. Which is why when she saw the woman leaning into her touch she couldn't help but smile warmly, gently rubbing her thumb against the woman's cheek and listening as the began to give ...... a surprisingly open answer. Not....unexpected, truth be told, Candice seemed so much less.....guarded around her. She saw it now and then, those hints of cloystering up, and yet the woman again and again went above and beyond to actually say things that left her vulnerable.

And not only that but she was a bit ....surprised by what the woman wanted. The way Candice conducted herself, she would have presumed that she wanted.... a pet. Someone close. MAYBE someone that she could show off like a trophy. She could have said 'Girlfriend' or 'Wife'. Things that implied partnership but really conveyed the possibility that it was an entirely possessive relationship. But to her surprise.... she specifically said Partner. And she seemed so....earnest about it.

And that last part did make her ....pause. Naturally she knew that the woman was capable of some bad things but. She .....considered it, gently wrapping her arms firmly around Candice's shoulders, securing the woman that was more or less nestled on top of her. Gently.....she lightly ran her fingers through the woman's hair....her eyes seeming...far off. "That all the stars could fall from the sky, the only one I would chase to the earth is you." She whispered softly, leaning in, and gently kissing Candice before she ....sighed.

"Bad....... I suppose I was never really able to bring it up. I told you how old I am. I don't think I mentioned...WHY I am as old as I am...." She murmured softly, Staring up at the woman as so many voices in her head told her to stop talking. But others simply.....were silent. Watching. Those were the worst voices. The voices ready to just.....remove any potential problems. To just ....slit her own throat. And shower Candice in the only thing she'd ever need for the rest of eternity.
But she kept those parts at bay.

"I've....never been alive. I was stillborn. In this world I never had a chance. But I was given one. A letter inscribed into my very soul. Z. For Zombie. My blood is special, if I WANT it to, it turns anyone it touches into a zombie. When I was little, I ...didn't really understand it. But the people around me were terrified. At first I was just.... a little different. but I was clumsy. I'd get hurt. Sometimes in...horrible awful ways. I would break bones and then just....walk them off. A wolf snuck into the village and attacked me. Ripped my throat clean out. Not only did my neck heal... but well....the Wolf became my first pet. ntil my parents told me to send it away." She closed her eyes, thinking.....back to those days.

"A lot of bad stuff happened. People got scared...and tried to get rid of me. But once my blood was on them, they belonged ot me. I was so young...and so angry...I just made them kill themselves.....over...and over....and over again..." She noted softly, staring up at the ceiling. "I've done a lot of bad stuff. For a while....I had my own small village when world war Three happened. Filled with people I'd made into zombies. Men. women. Young. Old. I could have whatever I wanted.....and for a while...I did." She then glanced back up at the woman. "I did.....try dating normally. A few tries.... a few experiments. But ..when they found out what I was. The fear that crept into their eyes. Sometimes they just ran. Others...they tried to pretend everything was okay. But I saw it eating them away inside. Some even tried to kill me." She closed her eyes..... sighing.

"But you don't seem afraid of anything normal. The only things you seem afraid of....are the same things I'm afraid of..." She noted quietly, watching.....waiting for.......she didn't know what. Electrocution? Screaming? Anger? Disgust? There were so many ways this could go. All she could do was just.....wait.

This was new.

It was the first thing that tingled in the back of her mind as she saw Candice's face. It was ...indescribable the way that Candice's expression seemed to shift. For just one moment....she thought she saw what she was afraid of. That glimmer of fear in the woman's eyes. But something was so very ....other. The way that Candice seemed to .....change. There was something about her that she hadn't even seen in those passionate throes. Was she .....excited?

And then she was being held, the woman closed in and her view was eclipsed by the gorgeous blonde that was dominating her sight. Hands grasping in on either side of her cheeks and she tensed, as if expecting the shocks to come in out of nowhere. Expecting a fight to break out... but then she found lips instead. And that startled her, but not as much as the sudden....passion with which Candice clung to her. Her own dead heart raced in her chest. And she started kissing her back, arms draping around the woman as she allowed herself this ...indulgence. She wasn't out of the woods. This sudden euphoria, was ....... new. But she had seen some who SEEMED fine with it at first. That lingering threat slowly eating away at them. This was ...unexpected. Candice seemed practically aroused at the idea that Giselle could just .....take her. Forever. But how long would that last?

The next time they had an argument. Would Candice suddenly be terrified of arguing with her? Would she stop defying Giselle and making demands out of fear? She didn't want that. And she hated that this part of herself....even when it WASN'T being used....could still erode the people around her. Candice seemed strong.
She hoped she was as strong as she seemed.
But for now, she basked in her partner's strength, and quietly whispered goodbye to her loneliness.
Hoping it was for good.

Giselle had to admit she hadn't expected that, a very different kind of electricity when they finally peeled away, blinking rapidly as she ....was .... at a COMPLETE loss. What on earth was THAT from? she was still catching her breath when Candice snaked her way up to her ear to give a little nip, causing her to smile at least until those words came out. Real? She turned, glancing toward the woman and .....letting that sink in. All while she .....chuckled. Absolutely she had expected the woman to just shock her and run. Or try to kill her. But that last stinger at the end roused her enough for that pale skin to grow lively and pink, taking just a moment to think about what Candice was telling her. Truth be told....the only alternative she'd imagined to violence had been.... a power trip. Sudden euphoric.... speeches about conquest. A myriad of questions about how her ability worked.

And yet that just didn't seem to be on Candice's mind. "Are you sure?~ I've BEEN me Crazy. It does.....some bad stuff to you. And I have a feeling -you- crazy may be something a bit similar..." She murmured, thinking about how she'd found Candice sobbing after their little verbal spar. She promptly reached up and then with a sudden surge of speed and strength, Candice was quite suddenly beneath her, pinned down as Giselle offered a warm smile.
"So for now, lets go with 'us' crazy. And hope that works out better for us." She chimed, leaning down and giving Candice another soft kiss as if to seal the deal.