COURTNEY MARTENIZ

[wearenotbroken]

"This is Courtney. Leave me a message and I'll get back to you!"
[ Can also be used for voice calls, texts and video messages. ]

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[wearenotbroken]

[ She can feel him slipping away after she tells him to come visit her again, not surprised by his need to retreat after he realized that he might be hurting her in some way.

She watches as the struggle begins with a surge of different energies swirling about until one slips into place like a dark whisper. Almost immediately she is tense, wary, and unknowing of what might happen next as the Beast claims control of the Light.

Biting the inside of her cheek, she stays still as he lifts his head to look at her, grabbing her hand and pulling her forward even as he leans into her personal space. She lets it happen too, letting him close before blinking at his statement. ]

Why...do you say that?

[the_light]

You...weaken in, our...presence.

[He pressed close, pushing his cheek against hers as he breathed deep, sniffing and snuffling like an animal until his nose was pushed against her temple, his voice rumbling against her ear like the gentlest of thunder.]

You...weaken...in the presence...of all.

[He draws back abruptly, staring into her face with teeth half bared...then after a moment he lifts a hand, fingers curled like talons--but reaches for her slowly, laying it atop her head in benediction.]

You...have seen us. You...protect...Kevin.

[wearenotbroken]

[ Her eyes flutter close at the feel of his hand resting atop her head, causing her to relax a bit as she realizes that this is his way of accepting her. Or at least, she really hopes that it is.

Then she opens her eyes again, looking at him again. ]

I want to protect all of you. But only if you're not hurting people.

[the_light]

[The Beast makes a disgruntled sound--a snort, a half growl, his hand slowly slipping off her head to rest on her shoulder.]

I shall not harm...my Horde. I...shall not harm...my Broken.

Both...dwell here. I...shall not...harm...them.

[His hand slides down her arm, finding her hand. He clasps it between both of his, then lifts it, bowing his head to press his cheek to her fingers with a sigh of relief and pleasure.]

I...shall bask...in the presence...of my beloved Broken Ones.

[wearenotbroken]

[ It seems she is safe.

That helps her to nod slowly as he comments that he won't harm his Horde or his Broken. She isn't entirely sure what that means yet but it seems he has included her in that category.

She also recognizes that it doesn't mean everyone is safe but she can keep an eye on him. ]

Good.

[ She murmurs, pressing her fingers against his cheek gently, not pulling away. ]

Then we'll be okay.