When 5th of December, 1979
Where: Gryffindor common room, Camille’s birthday party
Who: @deedoublewho
“I’m guessing you’re here to get back at me for passing out on your couch,” Camille joked. “Here the couches aren’t exactly mine, but they’re still at your service.”
When: 25th of November, 1979
Where: Dark forest, CoMC club meeting
Who: @deedoublewho
There were often days in which the magic did not feel like a given, like just another ordinary part of one’s day, used as a tool to fill the toothbrush with paste or shut the blinders with less effort. Some days, the true wonderment at the very fact that any of that was possible — that there was power that oozed from Camille’s being and surrounded her in this shielded away universe — was reminded to her with a gravity that took her aback. This had been one of those days. Standing at the presence of a fascinating humanoid creature with fire for hair and feet that pointed backwards — a curupira, as D.W. had explained to the group — and after carrying out dialogue with the creature through means of hums and gestures only, the infininty of this universe screamed its evidence to Camille. She felt as though drunk by the feeling, enamorated by it. As their time with the creature came to an end, she shifted closer to it little by little amongst the other students, in hopes of getting a closer look at it, realize something new and exciting she hadn’t grasped before. When she’d come close enough, she’d also come near D.W., who was finishing up the makeshift dialogue and final words about him.
“Blimey, D.W.” she uttered at the girl, eyes still fixed upon the creature, as the other students began disbanding, “you really outdid yourself this time.”
Name: Ryan Sterling
Rose: Red
Teacher: blooming-technique
The first thing I would do is assess the reasons for why each one of these is a limit for Dylan, delving into it more deeply so I can understand where he is coming from. Once I understand that I can begin formulating how I would approach pushing his limits. For bathroom stuff, he expressed general discomfort with the idea of doing anything regarding elimination, which I share and therefore can understand and empathize. As for permanent marks and damage, it is a limit for him because he is in a long term and serious relationship with another person. As such, any permanent marks caused by another shows disrespect towards that relationship, as to them, they belong to only each other.
Having this basis I am then able to formulate how to go about broaching the topic with Dylan. We are both friends with a fair amount of rapport with each other, and he's someone I know I can have open discussions with. Knowing this, I would sit him down to explain to him which limit I would want to push and my reasoning for why. In this situation, I would want to push his limit for permanent marks. I would explain to him that I respect his limits and understand why it is a limit for him. However, I would like to push one of his limits, no further than he can handle. I would then explain to him the following and made sure he understood.
Before beginning to incorporate the limit into the scene, I would contact his boyfriend regarding marking Dylan. I would not proceed forward unless I had assurance from his boyfriend that he was comfortable with me marking his boyfriend as I know that Dylan would not be okay with it otherwise. I would tell both parties that any marks wouldn't be specific to me, such as initials or the like. Then I would then work out between both of them what sort of marks I may or may not leave on Dylan, eg. brand, tattoo, cut, etc. I'd start with what Dylan was most comfortable with and begin there, assuring that to start the mark would be small and easily concealed with regular clothing. This would assure that any visible marks of ownership would remain between Dylan and his boyfriend.
PM: Evening, Sir. I just wanted to make myself available, in case you need any assistance with your sister's aftercare. It's not that I don't think you're perfectly capable, I do, and I know as a virtual stranger it might not even be a welcomed offer. It's just that this entire thing doesn't sit right with me.
[PM] It's Jonah, not sir. I have no idea who you are, but I do appreciate you standing up for her. I think I can handle it, I've had my experience with after care and I know how to take care of my baby sister. I'll keep your offer in mind if I need it though, so thank you. All of this doesn't sit right with me, including how Regina is treating me.