Stephanie has become more and more of a problem for our system's safety. She's missing a lot of basic self-protection behaviors, and I can't count on her to continue acting at all unless Boss is watching her very closely and being uber-responsible about directing her. Last night it came to a head, and we made the decision this morning to do something about it before she gets us hurt.
Externally, she was out all night. We let her get one last shower this morning, because she loves them so. Internally, during the shower, several of us took ahold of her and walked her down the hall, past her room, to the storage access. There are several closet-shelves in there, all but one dark. Jarett's glows a rich chocolate-brown color. We opened up the one next to him, made Stephanie lay down on the pull-out bed, and then each bade her goodbye. Then we closed her up into storage like Jarett. Her door glows a rusty, earthy brown color.
Cherish has been heartbroken. The two slaves have been sharing a room all this time, sleeping wrapped around each other, the light and the dark. Paul's devoted his energy today to taking care of Cherish. Rubi's guarding the hallway access to keep anyone from heading down that hall.
Externally, we've done some crying over the matter, but we know it's for the best. Maybe our world will be such that it's safe to bring her back out in the future, but not right now. We just told Boss about it earlier. He's going to blame himself, take it as us punishing him; that's the way he is. That's not what it's about, but that's how he'll feel. And right now, we're torn up enough about making the decision and acting on it that we're not up to comforting him, too. So I anticipate the next couple of days being a bit uncomfortable around home. There's other reasons for that, too, but not related to being multiple, so I won't go into them here. Just couple stuff.
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