Keeping your Enemies Close // Vy(Cameo)

"Ready to tell what happened?" A nurse questions goes over the standard procedure of checking things. Apparently even a little break they take seriously around here. Just as the other hundreds of times they've asked this, Vy stays completely silent. "Well Vanity you've broken your knee. It's going to take at least two months to get back into the normal career routine." She advices, after all the patient did give a little bit of her information though has stayed completely quiet aside from that.

Great, two entires months due to one fight. It's not an uncommon occurrence for Vy to deal with a broken bone or something else that has her surrounded by these horrible hospitals walls. Now that she's reaching her last reaping training's the most important thing though. What was no time only a couple of years back can mean the difference between getting chosen to volunteer or not. Yeah Kyanite claimed that she'll be the one getting revenge, but she'll soon find out it's the other way around. Now that Vy's able to officially get checked the damages come down to a broken nose and knee, just as she knew before. How the twerp was able to get that in is beyond her, but then again the Brunette's broken arm is probably double as painfully.

"I swear I'm going to break a bone of the next person who calls me that, it's Vy!" That's the only thing she truly cares about as she gives a death glare to the nurse. Eventually she takes the awkward tension as a time to leave, finally giving Vy a chance to sigh and take in the peace. Of course that only last a second as a giggling toddler storms into the room faster then her grandmother.





"Mama!" Brooklyn squeals with excitement and open arms as she rushes towards Vy's hospital bed. Despite all the anger rushing through the career, in manages to all disappear as it always does at the sight of the adorable two year old. With one arm she pulls the little one up to her bed without hesitation. She has grown soft due to this rugrat.

"Hi baby girl." For the first time since entering the hospital a smile grows wide upon Vy's face as her bundle of joy curls up close. Taking a look at the clock, that's half an hour to noon, she's just on schedule as always. Nap time's coming up, and Brittany's actually kind enough to give Brooklyn at such a time? Of course it'll take a bit of soothing, but if Brook's not forced she goes in for a nap quite easily.

"That owie?" The little mind questions and points towards her mother's knee thats swollen and covered within ice. Even at such a young age she's able to understand so much.

"Yeah, I have owie." Only around Brooklyn would Vy use such a word, but it's impossible not to repeat her adorable words. Ohhh. Is the little ones response. Sadly Brittany has to come in and ruin everything though.

"What'd you get yourself into this time?" She rolls her eyes while leaning against the doorframe. For a mother, and now grandmother, she certainly doesn't act the age. By now Vy's learned to simply ignore the witch, though sometimes she still manages to get under her skin. "Whatever loser." As if her blue eyes aren't able to go in circular motion enough she gives another eye roll before exiting.

"Don't let her influence you." Vy advices the baby in her lap as if she's able to understand. It's hard to tell what the young mind's able to comprehend as she simply giggles as her reply. Within a few minutes of a soft hum from Vy's lips she's able to get the little one to snuggle up in her arms and rift off to sleep. Jealous of the idea she takes no time at all to follow in her daughter's footsteps and fall into slumber as well.



"Nurse?" A faint whisper manages to wake up Vy, who's usually a heavy sleeper. Her arms still in the position as it was with Brooklyn curled up sleeping, but now there's no toddler filling the empty space. Panically she searches around for the small blond. "Brooklyn?" Her voice finally comes back to her and a squeal is her response to the location.

The question of where Brooklyn's mom is has her pointing to the curtain that separates the two beds within the room. Only another request for a nurse escapes. Even the faint sound of Vy's voice as the bright blue eyes darting towards the other bed as a huge grin spreads across her chubby face. What's better then mom being up? Her small feet hit the floor with a light patter, having Vy relieved that the little one's finally learned how to listen. Tiny legs carry her to the other side of the room where she greets her mother with the brightest face possible. "Hi!" She screams though her tiny voice isn't able to go nearly as loud as the average person.

Just about anything's able to get a young mind's attention, and with the small grip upon the curtain forming Brooklyn that it's moveable, she ecstatic. At first she tests it out with a small jolt away and towards her, but she quickly learns it has further range. She tries pulling it outward, just to get a strong jolt to stop, then she tries the other way. The curtain flies with her and she giggles crazily at her newly found control. If only she could understand what the curtain was hiding though.

"Damn you Brookie." Vy mumbles under her breathe as she'd never curse in front of her daughter. Of course she has to experiment with the curtain and learn how to open it while her mother shares a room with the female she just fought. Instinctively her face grows cold at the sight of Kyanite, but it doesn't take long for her eyes to stumble upon Brooklyn once again. Damn going soft. Her expression lightens up along with her voice.

"She boo-boo to." Brooklyn informs with her innocent mindset, pointing over to Kyanite.

"Yes Brooklyn." Somehow Vy always finds patients when it comes to her daughter. "Long time no see." She gives a sarcastic grin to Kyanite though the brutality has gone down greatly.

So karma really does exist as Vy has been figuring out. First she knew the two people closest to Kyanite, or at least met Jeran and Matthew. Now ironically it her that lays in the bed a few feet away. Play with the curtain some more Brooklyn, close the damn thing. But of course the little girl can hardly understand simple language, let alone read minds. With a sigh Vy simply laughs at her predicament, unsure if she should believe in fates or pure coincidence...either ay this sucks. At least the toddler's around to cool the nerves, she manages to make the toughest careers wrap around her tiny fingers, completely unlike her mother.

Just like her brother it appears that Kyanite doesn't comprehend sarcasm too well. It hasn't even been twenty-four hours, of course it hasn't been long enough. Hell Vy would be happy to never see her again, though she'd love to take on the rematch Kya so craves. "You can say that again." Vy mutters as she turns her head to stare at that dull ceiling. Mischievous Brooklyn is loving the new company, sadly. How lovely it'd be to have her close the curtain and curl back up in her arms, but no two year old is that intelligent.

"Don't do that little one. Please." There's an odd way that Kyanite's voice and kind words towards Brooklyn actually forms a smile upon Vy's constantly stern face. She's unable to count how many times she's repeated those exact words to the little one. With a slight chuckle she debates whether this unnatural sympathy's enough to actually make her help.

"Pway. Pway. No bed." Brooklyn attempts to convince, always loving everyone and wanting nothing more then to be there friends. It's so adorable to see the rugrat annoying Kyanite, especially with her inability to get mad at her.

"I'd love to." Vy comments to Kyanite's request to get Brooklyn. "But I've seemed to of broken my knee." She mocks the nurse and avoids mentioning how it's actually Kya that did it. If word got out that they were fighting underground it'd be bad news for them both...hopefully the Brunette understands that as well. She gives a slight chuckle before finally giving in to helping the one she crippled. "Come on Brookie, leave her alone." The sound her mother's voice directed towards her has the baby blue eye's darting towards Vy. She cocks her head to the side, not fully understanding. "Come here please." Vy repeats in a sweeter voice that she's unable to resist from using while talking to her daughter. That Brooklyn understands easily and she climbs off Kyanite's bed and sprints over to the other bed as fast her little legs are capable.

With the petite arms being strong now Vy's able to pull up the toddler with one hand, setting her down on her stomach where the little thing gets comfortable quickly. "Thank you." She says with a smile, wanting to pass on the good manner that she was never taught herself.

"Who dat?" Brooklyn asks innocently as she turns her tiny attention back over to Kyanite. What else are toddlers good for then starting the most awkward of conversations?

"I don't know Brookie." Being at the age she's just realizing names Vy finds herself repeating the adorable name a lot.

"Ohhh..." Her face is just too precious are her mouth goes in stays in the O formation for a few seconds. "HI!" She squeals once again, and from this distances and brings a horrible ring to Vy's ears. "Book-ie!" She attempts at an introduction, getting a little bit.

"You're Brookie." Vy corrects with a slight chuckle as she's unable to help but tickle the little bundle of joy. Just as always she screams and flails back, her head landing right on Vy's broken knee. She cringes and somehow resists yelling a few curse words. "Careful rugrat." She manages to pull the little one up and position her next to her on the bed. Best to avoid that happening again.

"I'm sure you were." Vy comments to Kyanite's reasoning for her broken knee, some crazy chick blindsided by her. If that's the way she wants to put it, sounds great by Vy. She smirks at the idea of simply knocking her out while she was distracted by someone in the crowd. Instead she allowed the twerp to break her knee before showing her what the blonde's truly capable of. Better late then never, because now she must certainly know. Hopefully she keeps that in mind though Brooklyn may be greatly effecting that. Good thing she can't really toss over the toddler because that would certainly reinstate why not to mess with Vy. There was nothing worse anyone could do that would have her craving blood then harming Brooklyn.

Surprisingly Kyanite actually thanks Vy for calling over Brooklyn, certainly not the response she was expecting. "No problem." A slight grin spreads to her face though quickly fades away. No getting soft because of the kid. Something about the general understanding erases the anger over the fight. After all they both got in some good shots, all is generally fair at this point. Instead of it ending at that though, a decent respect, Brooklyn of course needs to get to know the newly found friend of hers.

"K-a." Brooklyn attempts to repeat though she hasn't quite get the K, or adding the sounds together right yet. Needs some work, but for a two year old she has good progress. "Hair." She pokes the top of her hair as she's been learning about different parts of the body. As for the pretty part, she can sort of understand though not in an entire sentence.

"Pretty." Vy repeats even if she doesn't want to seem this kind in front of the person she just fought. What matters though is Brooklyn, and her getting a better life then her mother. The little one repeats the word though misses out on the R, still a giggle follows.

Hard to control just like you. Even if it's not a compliment it forms a proud grin upon Vy's face just because being related to the little thing at all must be special. Plus uncontrollable, like mother like daughter. "Sister." She lies in a hushed voice because it starting to feel wrong with hold old Brooklyn's becoming. At this point a two year old calls everyone mama though...well Brookie may be the only one smart enough to know who her true mother is. As far as anyone else is concerned though, they have to be sisters. This information going around was exactly what brought Vy to this part of the district in the first place.

It's obvious by Kyanite's pause after how payback is she was about to let out a curse word but prevents it due to the little one being around. For some reason she goes on to express her pain level though, saying it's twice as bad as Vy's knee. Was she trying to pull guilt out of her? Her eyes automatically roll as a sort of chuckle-sigh escapes her lips. How could she possibly know how it's like to have someone kick her knee in backwards? "Do you make everything into a competition?" Vy questions. Rule one that mother taught in training is to never share pain. Pain doesn't exist, it's not allowed to. "I'm sure it does though." She gives a cocky grin as if to say of course my punch can cause a more painful break then your kick. As if she's going to pull guilt over it, a break for a break.

A nurse breaks up the conversation as she goes to check on Kyanite. It doesn't last long though as she only asks one question, does something, and reassures that she'll be back soon. As the nurse exits the need to know Brooklyn a little escapes Kyanite's lips. It's not uncommon for people to love the rugrat as she already has more friends then Vy ever did. "Brittany will be back eventually to get her." Vy explains, automatically calling her mother by her real name. "I always watch her, so mom's unable to go two whole days without a sitter." She chuckles not minding taking care of Brooklyn, if anything it's a nice change from this boring hospital room. "She just turned two." She shares, now knowing better then to give off the month like a typical mother does.

There's an odd feeling of guilt that sets in. Yeah she's had her own bones broken and had broken other's bones as well, yet this situations difference. Then again she's never been placed in a room with her last opponent, probably because they've always been guys. And something about Kyanite being Jeran's sister just makes everything worse. What was it about that guy that makes Vy want to be nice? His inability to be rude back to her? Well that's all going to change now that she's broken his sister's arm. Of course no one takes note that the chick also broke Vy's knee, but that clearly doesn't matter. She doesn't want their stupid pity anyways, just makes someone weak.

"So was that your first time getting jumped by a crazy lady?" Vy jokes as she brushes Brooklyn's hair with her fingers, hoping it may sooth the little one off for a longer nap. "You did a good job." Did she really just say that? A compliment? It makes her a little sick to the stomach though she simply stares at the baby to get rid of that horrible feeling. For some reason it just slipped though. LIke an obligation, as if it'd make things a little bit better. "Your career strategy is distraction right?" She plays it off as if they're simply talking about being a career. "Try not to pull your attention from your opponent, as annoying as the audience can get. Kind of ironic given your strategy." Hopefully this is a good way of making kind conversation, because for some reason she finds herself wanting to be decently nice.

"Jeran right?" Vy comments to Kyanite's desire for a baby sister and information that she only has an older brother. That was certainly ironic to see him there, but it seems like her life has become all irony since moving to this part of the district. "We met at training not too long ago." She explains because certainly Kyanite doesn't want to think there's something going on between the witch that broke her arm and her perfect brother. The biggest irony of them all would have to the change of heart just because a toddler graces the room. But Vy's unable to be her normal ass-hole self when in the presence of her kid, and Brooklyn has a way of winning over anyone. Of course the conversations unable to stay completely peaceful though.

Bed bound? That's an odd statement coming from the one with only a broken arm and manages to break Vy's knee. Whatever helps her sleep at night though. If the blond really lacks so much pain compared to her, then the declared winner should be the other way around. If only she understood expressing the pain Vy caused is only boosting her ego. "Whatever makes you feel better." Vy chuckles a little and gives a slight shrug. Next time she'll make sure to pull out that maneuver sooner so that the victory's not placed in the wrong person's hands.

"Cheap shot?" Vy gets a little offended by Kyanite's comment on her last move. How is kicking someone in the knee and elbowing someone's arm any different? Just because someone called it? No one will be calling it in the actual games, or if someone gets into a fight on the streets. She shouldn't of stepped into the ring if she wasn't expecting that no rules really means no rules. "That's the lamest excuse I've ever heard. But you privileged kids really believe that life's fair." Kyanite was the one going off about payback, that's all that Vy was achieving.

At least a rematch is established, because that's exactly what Vy's craving and if her opponent's up for it then it must go down. "Well I'm glad I could help." Vy jokes with a tiny smirk upon her face. After all she did help, she shouldn't be hated that much then. "And even more glad to hear of this rematch." Her grin spreads a little further across her face though her stays glued upon the beautiful baby she somehow created.

The nurse returns for the Kyanite checkup and the conversation falls silent from there. For some reason it's always awkward when a medical staff, or better yet stranger, is within the room eavesdropping. Everything goes by quickly and smoothly and she offers to close the curtain before leaving. "I don't mind." Vy replies after Kyanite leaves it up to her. Then she goes over to check on the blond's stats as well. She nearly forgot that she was also a patient and her expression drew cold at the sound of her perky voice. Still she accepts it with hopes that it'll make the nurse leave more quickly. They must know of the true relation between Brooklyn and Vy and certainly not smart enough to keep it in.

"I know, I'm sure Brittany will be here soon." Vy informs as she tries to prevent Brooklyn from messing with the cuff around her arm that's testing her blood pressure. The nurse nods and keeps that silly grin upon her face as she's constantly looking over at the little baby while going through everything. Maybe Vy was that cute at that age and could possibly be adorable now if she wasn't trained at too young of an age. Everything goes by smoothly and soon enough the nurse has all her instruments back in her bin to exit.

"Your daughter is far too cute." The nurse comments as her smile somehow grows even wider. Great. One simple sentence and someone women has unknowingly screwed Vy's life over. Certainly with how popular this Kyanite girls appears to be, word will get around of momma Vy in no time. Luckily for the nurse she's unable to get out of the bed and has the baby still in her lap.

"Thanks." Vy mutters, closing her eyes and leaning her head back against a pillow. It's all over now, how many parts of the district are there? Because it's moving time once again. The heavy sigh and sunken expression makes it obvious of what the nurse has done and guilt automatically sinks into the poor woman as she slides out of the room, with a soft opps. Now Vy regrets not having the curtain closed.

"Mama." Brooklyn's innocent voice fills the room, but something has finally happened that not even the little one is able to distract Vy from.

"You're not helping." Vy's voice naturally calms down while words are directed towards her daughter, which only makes her sound completely melancholy and emotionless.

It comes to no surprise that Kyanite's mouth opens as soon the nurse exits the room. A pile of questions erupt about why Vy would deny and lie about having a daughter. She simply doesn't understand why she would do such a thing. Coming from someone that clearly has no experience with kids her curiosity is no surprise. "Why do you care?" Vy's expression turns as cold as ice as she grows very defensive. Of course the daughter thing won't simply slip from her opponent's mind, hopefully she just doesn't plan to use it as her advantage. The simple mentioning of Brooklyn has Vy's mind going off into space. Hatred towards the nurse grows more and more.

"Mama?" Brooklyn questions after Kyanite tells her something she's unable to completely comprehend. Well at least she didn't slip the word before though Vy's grown pro at blaming it on the fact the little thing calls everyone Mama...she actually doesn't but she's good at convincing them anyways. When Brooklyn figures out that is what Kyanite was requesting she follows the orders. "Mama mama mama ma..." Her little voice turns it into a playful song. Any other time this may be adorable, but it actually gets on Vy's last nerve.

"Shhh." Vy places a finger over her mouth as to gesture to the little one to be quiet. Of course Brooklyn mimics her completely by placing one of her tiny fingers to her petite lips and repeating the sound shhh. Her bright eyes stare up at her mother and a grin spreads across her chubby face as she finds herself properly doing the gesture. A second later her baby blue eyes snap over to Kyanite with her finger still place over her lips, and she repeats the sound again shh. It must be quiet time if that's what Mama's doing.

"So is she truly yours or are you still just babysitting?" Kyanite probably questions because she has yet to get a straight forward answer. Still it just doesn't seem right. Clearly because Vy was stupid enough to show it upon her face instead of claiming that the nurse was simply wrong. Maybe if she just corrected her everything would be different, though it'd only raise up suspicion probably.

"Can I still convince you that I'm just babysitting?" Vy asks with a pathetic chuckle because she knows that she's screwed. It's out in the open and by tomorrow Jeran and Matthew will know, and by next week everyone in the gym. For some reason Kyanite attempts to sit up only to get greatly disappointed with a wave of dizziness that forces her back down. A small chuckle escapes Vy but it's not noticed with the giggles coming from the little one.

Just like you. In a weird way that statement is a compliment and an insult all wrapped into one. Being compared to Brooklyn feels so special, but Vy would rather her not end up like her Mama. "That's what I'm trying to avoid..." Vy forgets to use her filter and actually slips out some honesty. She curses at herself internally, damn you Brooklyn for making me soft.

"I was fifteen when I became pregnant, it's nothing to be proud over." Vy actually admits as her words stay soft and just loud enough to hardly fill the room. "..and creating someone so wonderful should be something to be proud over." Maybe the honest route will keep Kyanite's mouth shut about the situation. She's willing to at least give it a try, maybe she won't seem as tough and strong but Kyanite already holds blackmail, what's a little more gonna do? She'll have to leave if this gets out anyways. "Apparently I don't seem as threatening with her on my hip either." She pulls out a fake smile for Brooklyn and stuffs a finger under her tiny arm to cause a stream of baby giggles.

"I know that you hate me, but up for a trade? Keep me and Brookie's secret for something?" She offers though completely unsure of what she has of value in exchange for this. "I'll stay away from you for the rest of our lives? Beat some kid up you're having problems with." She slightly chuckles at her examples and hopes one of her strategies work.

Is this possible? The words that actually come from Kyanite's words are kind to the person she probably hates. The only reasoning for the calm energy is all due to the presents of Brooklyn. Still a sort of compliment escapes Kya as she suggests that a baby on Vy's hip actually makes her more threatening. A smile spreads across her face because she's never thought of it that way. But the one laying in the bed next to her's has a point. There's no point in denying that the child's a soft spot for her, but she'd also kill for the little thing. Maybe she already appears deadly, it'd only get that drastic if it involves Brooklyn. How odd that it all is, a liability and asset all mixed into one tiny human.

"That's a good one." Vy gives in and decides to take the nice route as well, it's a lot easier with the little one bouncing in her lap. "I think it's a little more complicated though." She adds because this certainly didn't mean she's going to go around bragging about Brooklyn. If there's a way to keep this a secret, she's going to take it.

It's not the best to ask Kyanite while she's under medication, but she'll come up with something. Perfect, so that means a deal shall be made and Vy's secret will stay hidden. A relieving sigh escapes her, though she still has the slight concern over what Kyanite's side holds. What could she come up with though? She must want to get rid of Vy from her life, though she does seem to like Brooklyn...Who doesn't? A smile reappears upon Vy's face because maybe her daughter really does stand a chance of breaking the family cycle. This adorable rugrat actually stands a chance of becoming a good person.

"A trade... I think I know what that will be." Kyanite's voice fills the room sooner then expected, by the sound of it though Vy's not going to like it. What could she possibly come up with in just a few minutes? "Lose the attitude toward me. I've seen your soft side. You don't scare me, so trying to intimidate me won't work. That little thing sitting on you is your weakness." Her words actually find a way to sting Vy's heart. This is exactly why she wants to keep Brooklyn a secret, because her weakness getting around is what's at risk. Should of lied from the start, good one Vy.

"Thought you said I look more threatening?" Vy jokes, though then becomes slightly concerned. Is that a bad attitude? Great, the one thing she actually has to keep note of is Kyanite's side of the deal. Lose the attitude, but luckily she also adds towards her. Alright, so she has to keep away her attitude from one person who's starting to prove to be a decent person. Not a typical annoying female, good at fighting, yeah she can try to keep it cool around just her. "Fine...you have a deal." She actually finalizes the agreement, and from now on she has to watch her mouth around two people; Brooklyn and Kyanite. One thing has to be set straight before hand though.

"She's not my weakness. Soft spot I'll admit to..." She cuts herself off after that. Why is she getting all honest in front of someone she just met? She stuck around a group of guys for years before she moved, and none of them knew a thing about Vy. Was she really about to admit of how she's never felt stronger since after Brooklyn was born? Having a little one around forced her to grow up, actually hold her tongue occasionally and not start a fight on a daily basis. Sure it didn't change her completely, but if these people hate Vy's attitude so much now they'd probably want to murder her if they met her before Brooklyn was conceived.

"Glad we came up with an agreement." Vy decides to simply change the conversation.

There's a first for everything, and this is truly going to be one of those challenges for Vy. No attitude? She doesn't even want to consider the extent of that agreement. It had to be done though. Without even a couple of months around this new area, it's going to be impossible and just trouble-some to move once again. At least she managed to last until Brooklyn was two before people discovered their true relations. Don't even question how she managed through the pregnancy, narrow it down to lots of isolation. Now for the first time ever she's caught in a deal to keep this adorable little secret. It's even more threatening with the knowledge of what happens when the truth becomes public...

Something must of changed though, because when Vy protests to her daughter being her weakness Kyanite actually feels the need to explain. Just feels a little confusing with her last statement of the kid on her hip being more threatening, and now calling her a weakness. Maybe, just maybe a slight understanding's going on. An apology even slips for her lack of explaining it better in the first place. It completely shocks Vy to say the least. Has Brooklyn really won Kyanite over that much? There's such an instinct to take this all as a giant trick. As if Kya's playing sweet and nice just until she gets out of this room...maybe she's fearful her roommate's going to kill her in her sleep or something. Yet something tugs at Vy to tell her this is all honesty. For some odd reason Kyanite cares, even if it's all directed towards Brooklyn.

"No worries." Vy holds a genuine smile upon her face. This whole kind conversations are actually enjoyable. Who would of thought. "Glad you understand." She feels obligated to share appreciation. Plus better start now with the dropping the attitude task. She would of bluntly reclined if the agreement included losing the attitude towards everyone. "This deal's only towards you though." She needs to clarify before attempting too hard. "It's going to be hard enough not being rude to you, I only speak sarcasm." She admits with a laugh that's sincere enough to have Brooklyn laughing along with her. "You're such a dork." Vy comments, tickling the toddler for a second before realizing that Kyanite's drugs are kicking in enough to cause slumber. Once again she repeats the shh, with the gesture and all...it doesn't even need to be mentioned that Brooklyn mimics her mother like always.

"Nap time for Ky?" Brooklyn questions and actually brings her voice down, only a tad though. Her tiny finger points over to the bed where Kyanite's snuggling up for a nice dream. Time to start with the kindness, earn some points for the many times Vy's attitude is sure to slip anyways.

"Yes Brookie, so we have to be quiet." Vy still has a small smile lingering upon her face because Brooklyn's finally at the understanding age.

"Kay." Brooklyn takes it as cuddle time for her, and just as always completely melts Vy's heart as she snuggles up as close as possible. A toddler on the floor can make a room appear to have been hit by a tornado within ten minutes. But somehow the same kid's an angel while curled up in someone's lap. Just as always Brittany arrives just in time.

"Visiting hours are up, loser." Without even looking Vy can recognize that dreadful voice instantly, Brittany. A heavy sigh comes over her as she gives Brooklyn a tighter snuggle just for the few seconds she has left. As much as she'd love to keep the little thing all day, it's more important to have the witch leave. Oh, please don't let her influence you. Vy's eyes dart over to her roomie to see the drugs have drifted her off quickly. They must of given her the good stuff, lucky.

"Yet they allowed you in here." Vy mutters, with no energy to deal with this chick today. It hasn't even been twenty-four hours since she broke her knee, can't she just have a little bit of peace? No, not with Brittany in her life.

"Just came to collect the adorableness you somehow created." Brittany's voice is all sweet and kind towards Brooklyn, but cold and harsh for the ending. Well at least Vy did a better job at forming a baby then she did. And of course the woman has no concern over the fact someone's sleeping in the bed aside from her, and this is the one secret she's obligated to keep. "What, the bitch is sleeping?"

"She's not a bitch, Brittany you are." Vy finds herself immediately protesting back. What the hell was that? She doesn't stick up for people, and of course she decides to do it in the worst time of being crippled in bed.

"Wait, Vanity's sticking up for someone?" Brittany smirks and reaches out for Brooklyn, who begins clinging to Vy with a whine and a few soft no.

"I'll stick up for anyone if it means dissing you, Mother." Vy plays along with the whole using real names, after all drugs cause heavy sleep so Kyanite must be out of it by now. "Bye baby, I love you." She plants a kiss on top of Brooklyn's head before tearing her off to pass her over.

Instead of bring the little one up to her hip, Brittany holds her out while slowly walking out. Just an inch over Vy's knee, she decides to set the little one down with a nice plump. Immediately pain shoots everywhere through out her leg, all directed towards the pressure upon her knee. A throb then fills in as the toddlers lifted up and finally placed upon Brittany's hip. That cocky grin that Vy's mastered so well is placed upon the older blond's face as she bounces the toddler. An instant later they're both out of the room, and it quickly fall silent except for the small chatter and business going on in the hallways. Yeah, sleep sounds good right about now, if Vy can manage it.