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741.12.06 | Bad Measurements - Cazan - 06.Dec.20
"I'm getting fat!" Cazan followed the declaration with a scowl before she took a nice soothing sip of mint tea. "It doesn't even make sense, I should know my measurements, and I've barely been able to eat anything for a while now with whatever stomach bug I have."
The stomach bug that had been plaguing Cazan was beginning to fray her nerves. She found herself occasionally starving and sneaking down to raid the kitchens for some of the oddest snacks, or she could barely stomach anything at all other than tea and crackers or occasionally a bit of buttered toast. She was sure it was having an effect on her mood, she'd started to get snippier, more frustrated. Sometimes she wanted to just cry in her weyr and that was completely unacceptable as far as she was concerned. Finding out the jacket she'd been making for herself was too snug around her belly and chest to be comfortable had been the last straw.
She vented about all of this to Helyna as she got up and moved to her desk to grab her notebook and measuring tape. This was the real reason she had asked her friend to visit. In addition to being good company during stressful times, she could trust the woman to know how to take her measurements properly. "I think I'm just going to finish the jacket I'm already working on for Kor'is or Quinvalis, but I need to know exactly how fat I've gotten so that I can make a different one. Could you measure me? Oh, and I do have those things I was working on for you wrapped up and ready to go too. I think the addition of lace worked out really well."
RE: 741.12.06 | Bad Measurements - Helyna - 11.Dec.20
Helyna had made time to go visit Cazan after another upset letter made its way to her. The young woman had been having a rough time after the shock of Malvayth’s unexpected Flight, which Helyna couldn’t help but sympathize with. They’d been writing letters back and forth, but had fallen out of touch in the last week or two, so the moodiness was a bit of a shock at first. However, as Cazan ranted and Helyna got a good look at her, things started to become clearer.
She accepted the tape and the book, but set them on the table again and took Cazan by the hand instead. “You know I’m happy to help you with those any time, of course. But I think you’ll find that they’ll change again rapidly in the coming weeks.” The look Cazan shot her was venomous, and Helyna hastened to add, “It’s a perfectly natural part of being pregnant, Cazan.”
Any other day, on any other person, the combination of expressions that passed over Cazan’s face would have had Helyna in a fit of laughter. Did she truly not know? “It’s a common side effect of sleeping with men, dear. And much more logical than a stomach bug that makes your weight go up and your chest ache.”
RE: 741.12.06 | Bad Measurements - Cazan - 11.Dec.20
What the fuck was Helyna doing? You needed the tape to measure, Cazan didn't care how many people claimed they could just eyeball it and get it right. She needed precision! She needed to be less fat! She needed to figure out why her friend was trying to insinuate that she was going to get even more fat! Clearly she first needed to clean her ears out because she definitely did not hear Helyna correctly.
Except she was sure she did hear the woman, because pregnant wasn't one of those words that could accidentally sound like another one. Cazan's angry glare shifted towards confusion and then her eyes widened a bit. No. No, no, no. That wasn't how things worked. That wasn't how things were supposed to work. And then as if she could read her mind, Helyna tried to correct her by reminding her that was, in fact, exactly how things were supposed to work.
"Wha... no. That's not. You are most definitely wrong." She hastily pulled her hand away and started to pace angrily. "I am not pregnant! This is just... just some stupid disease. I've just been too busy to see a healer to get it taken care of. That's all." What type of joke did Helyna think this was? It certainly wasn't funny.
RE: 741.12.06 | Bad Measurements - Helyna - 12.Dec.20
Helyna sighed; clearly Cazan wouldn’t accept this easily. “Even with Malvayth on the Sands it’s not impossible to get seen by a Healer. It’s a simple thing to check for.” She leveled her friend with a look. “Surely your mother explained all this when your courses started.” Though, maybe not, she considered. Maybe her mother would have saved that conversation for when Cazan was wedded and bedded.
“Were you taking something from the Healers? That sort of thing doesn’t always work, though it is better than nothing. Or was T’ryn taking you between after you were together?” The blank look that earned her was concerning.
She stood up and caught the girl by the shoulders to stop her pacing. “Just think about it. How long have you been ‘sick’? When did it all start?” Helyna tried again, “regardless, it’s nothing to be ashamed of, Cazan. Life can be inconvenient sometimes. Goodness knows I was surprised when I got pregnant with Vondlyn.”
RE: 741.12.06 | Bad Measurements - Cazan - 12.Dec.20
"Of course my mother told me about stuff! I'm not an idiot!" Cazan scowled. She'd sat through the boring lessons about how to be a good wife, and... promptly ignored and forgotten them all since she'd been so determined to just avoid that fate entirely. Her habit of zoning out during lessons she didn't care about was going to bite her one day. If it already hadn't.
No. None of that was right. And what did between have anything to do with all of this? Oh... wait... N'reh had mentioned something about that once upon a time when he was telling her all about the dragon sex fiend stuff before she'd impressed...
The grab had her attention snapping back to Helyna and the present moment. Cazan's thoughts whirled. "I... a bit ago? Wha..." She shook her head suddenly, still vehemently in denial. This wasn't up for debate, this wasn't even allowed. She was just sick and Helyna was just being terrible and before she could even properly think her mouth was moving. "No! I am not pregnant! Maybe you got pregnant because you're some sort of baby making whore, but I'm not! I'm too busy! I can't be pregnant!"
RE: 741.12.06 | Bad Measurements - Helyna - 12.Dec.20
Helyna’s eyes flashed angrily and she reacted before she could think, slapping Cazan. “Fuck you. From what I hear, I’m not the slut out of the two of us.” She stepped away, her whole body on edge.
“You are an idiot. Just because it’s inconvenient doesn’t mean it’s not true. And you should know by now that I only sleep with men when Iliyith has her Flights and it’s not possible to avoid. I’m loyal to Tala.”
She stormed back over to the table and snatched up the measuring tape. “But if the only way to prove it to you is with numbers, take off your damn jacket and I’ll measure you. By the looks of it your tits are several sizes larger and you’ve added inches to your waist through this mysterious illness” Her dark eyebrow arched high, challenging. “I’ll even measure you again in a week, and the week after that.”
RE: 741.12.06 | Bad Measurements - Cazan - 12.Dec.20
In a way the slap literally knocked some sense into Cazan, her blood pumping and her mind clearing for a quick instant to evaluate the situation. This wasn't a proper fight, and even if it was she wasn't about to punch a woman. But she'd still been slapped... her cheek stung a little but mostly it had been loud, sudden, and very startling. What had she done to piss Helyna off?
Cazan was quiet as she listened, rubbing her face in confusion with her brow furrowed. Oh... that was probably a good reason to get slapped... though she was sure she didn't say anything about Helyna being disloyal... or... well she supposed calling the woman a whore would do that. She flushed slightly, shoulders slumping. "I didn't mean it like that... and also you really need to learn to hit harder. How are you going to defend yourself if some asshole tries to do anything?"
She shrugged off her jacket with a grumble. "And you don't need to come back in a week, just... give me the measurements and if you're right and I've gotten that much fatter I'll at least go see a healer. Sorry I'm being such an asshole I just... my stomach has been bugging me and I've been stressed. I don't really think you're a whore." Cazan added a small grumble as she added, "Still don't think I'm pregnant..."