DANIELLE COLLIER
Vampire
Posts: 47
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ALEX
Last seen Apr 8, 2024 1:17:09 GMT
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Post by DANIELLE COLLIER on Feb 28, 2023 14:48:48 GMT
 ━ sorry can't save me now. i'm not okay i feel so scattered ━
IT’S only been a couple months. Two months and almost a week, not that Danielle was counting. It's just been a cold two months, all the holidays have passed while she’s been waiting by her phone pretending to find closure in fleeting happy moments. Except she hadn’t had many happy moments on this journey. While she had been out of town for work, helping the FBI on a case, she had also been using this time away to find answers for her missing husband. Of course, her efforts had been futile as she wasn’t so sure she would ever find Oliver, or any leads that would lead her to him. She had searched endlessly for anything that would help her find him, and yet, she once again ended up empty handed. It was a never ending cycle of disappointment and heartache. Danielle was beginning to lose any hope she had of finding him, or getting that thing out of him. It’s been years since that night and she still hadn’t had any solid leads. She thought that demon’s insight would have helped, but like everything else in her life, it was a dead end.
It was beyond frustrating, it was infuriating.Cory had told her to not give up, to keep on trucking, like he always had growing up. Danielle called her brother every night, always wanting to see how he was doing and to keep him in the loop, like she’d promised him. Of course, he had also been keeping her in the loop about what was going on with him and she couldn’t say she wasn’t shocked to hear what had happened in her absence. More than once she’s had to scold Cory for putting himself in danger like he had on multiple occasions. If she were being honest, she was shocked as hell he’d even put himself into those types of situations, he hadn’t ever before he’d come back from the dead. Cory was always the shy, introverted kid, one who never got into trouble, that was her. She was the problem child, not him. Never him.
So it was only to be expected she worried about her twin brother. Hell, she always worried for him and his safety, even before he died and especially now post-resurrection. The last thing she wanted was for her to lose her brother for the second time. She wouldn’t, couldn’t, lose him again. If she ever did… she didn’t want to know what would she would do, probably turn it all off. She didn’t want to even think about the immense turmoil she’d go through to lose Cory again, the first time was hard enough.
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It’s still snowing outside, it makes her regret leaving her gloves and wool hat in the passenger seat of her beat up, baby blue car. Thankfully, the walk up to the glass doors of the diner is short and as the door shuts behind her, all of the cold seems to rush out of the room. usually she’s early, today she’s late, so she can’t be surprised that they’ve already arrived. Today was the last day she would be in town helping the feds, she’s done her due diligence and has helped them catch who they were trying to for sometime now. She’d promised them she would grab breakfast before she left, more of a formality than anything for her former colleagues.
When she spies them across the room, at the booth they always used to pick, her heart stops in her chest. It’s just a moment, but it has her feeling foolish, a helpless smile forming on her lips instead of the polite, collected one she practiced in the mirror. She couldn’t help it, working with her former colleagues took her back to a much simpler time, when she wasn’t a vampire and when Oliver was still himself. A fleeting thought as she knew damn well that never would happen again. Nevertheless, she sat down at the table across from her colleagues, thanking her for all her help on the case. While she enjoyed the time she spent helping, she was more eager than anything to get back to Mystic Falls, to see her brother who god only knows had gotten into no kid and again, placed himself in danger. The shit he’s told her that’s happened in her absence… she just couldn’t believe he would ever get himself involved. Which is why it was more dire than ever that she got back.
As soon as possible.
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She made it back to Mystic Falls later that night, after having spent hours driving nonstop. If she weren’t a vampire she knew she wouldn’t have been able to make it on as little sleep as she had. But she made it nevertheless, and she needed to see her brother. So, pulling into the motel, she only hoped her brother was home. Fuck, she needed to get her own place outside of this motel, it was beginning to get rather depressing have to come here every single night. Danielle just wanted her own place, something to call her own. Maybe she’d look into that.
Putting the key into the lock, Danielle opened up the door to the motel to see none other than her brother lounging on the bed. “Cory, thank god.” She exclaimed, relieved to see him in one piece. As she entered, she closed the door behind her as she set her things down onto her bed and looked over at her brother. Arms crossed and toe tappin,’ Danielle wasn’t happy with her brother. “Have you completely lost your mind?” She asked in an accusing tone. While she had been gone for a minute now, her and Cory spoke. She knew what the hell had been happening around here and she couldn’t believe he would put himself in such danger - she couldn’t lose him again, and if she were away and sorting happened to him… she would never be able to forgive herself.
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CORY COLLIER
Reaper
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Post by CORY COLLIER on Mar 16, 2023 20:33:02 GMT
Brackish water dripped from the tip of his nose as Cory fumbled for the key to the room. The sun was well down, but there was enough light spilling from the parking lot lamps for him to see where the water darkened the smears of mud that spread across the front of his sweater. A strand of water stuff clung to the collar, tickling at his throat until he paused there with the door open to tear it off. Two steps inside the room, with the door slamming shut behind him, the sweater was following it, peeled away, dumped to the floor of the empty room. There was gonna be crumbles of mud in that semi-circle around the door when he was done, but it was better that it stayed isolated there, falling from his boots as he kicked them off, than tracked through the whole place.
”What the fuck is wrong with you?” Cory hissed. His jeans were next, the stink of the river water rolling up from them, from him. The heat of the bile that tried to push up out of his stomach burned in his throat. ”I’m talking to you. Why did you kick all of that off?” Now the reaper was a coward. Fantastic.
Naked now, except for the boxer briefs – only slightly damp compared to the rest of what he’d been wearing when Augustus had mouthed off at the two bruisers he’d arranged to meet hard enough to have them throwing him out of their moving car – Cory padded towards the shower. He’d dragged himself out of the ditch at the side of the road, cataloguing the damage that Augustus had healed in an instant before he’d winked out of there. Now, thankfully, the only signs of the barked skin and the gash across the back of his head were in the damage to the clothes that were going straight in the trash, and the reddish-brown stains that ran in rivulets down the back of his neck.
Dani would’ve freaked if she was here, and not just because he seemed to be talking out loud to himself – even with all he’d told her about the rogue reaper who’d bargained him into playing host for him she wouldn’t get that – but because it would just take the faint tang of blood in the air to have that fear rolling across her face again. She’d lost him once, neither one of them wanted to have it happen again. There wouldn’t be a third chance for him and she’d lost too much already.
Careful. He had just had to be more careful.
The water swirled down the strain in a filthy whirlwind for close to ten minutes. Little clods of dirt like coffee grounds riding on the suds, slowly disappearing along with the sticky remnants of his blood. Leah had him they were invincible, but as Cory peeled his hands off of the tiles, where they’d been propping him up, he knew it was bullshit. They were harder to kill, but Death was the only one impervious to all of this. The rest of them were vulnerable one way or another and at some point he’d end up like Ruby – back to being terrified, throwing himself at the bars of whatever cage this was gonna put him in, like a trapped animal, desperate to get away.
She probably wouldn’t have wanted him to, but he’d reached out to Dani all the same. Phone calls buzzing back and forth as he’d told her about the woman he’d pulled out of the river, begging her to take a look at what the FBI had – if the good will she built up by helping them out now. Maybe there was nothing there, maybe there was and there was just some reason why nobody had swept in to save the little girl who’d been in a horrific situation.
Cory glanced at the wall as he got out and dried off. Through a dozen more of them in that direction, Ruby was probably sitting behind a double locked door, a knife clutched in one hand, waiting for her dad to turn up – or him. He’d seen it in her, she’d use it, the same way she did those razor edged words, but it wasn’t gonna stop him. She needed his help whether she believed it or not. The same way he needed his sister.
An hour later he was still trying to push that urge back under, stretched out on his bed in a room that’d been too empty since Dani had been gone. The lamp on the nightstand next to him was casting the only light on the book he hadn’t really been reading. It’d been on the same page since he’d picked it up, the words turning into a scatter of dark patches on the page, like the dirt that had scattered off of his clothes as he’d dumped them in the trash outside after his shower.
The sound of the key in the lock had the book slapping shut. Cory fumbled it down onto the bed, rising up on his elbows, like he was gonna stand and throw himself at his sister. The look on Dani’s face stopped him before he was even halfway off the bed. Arms crossed, one toe slapping the cheap carpet. Thank God. Like she hadn’t expected him to be here, to be alright. Heat rode high in his cheeks. ”Hello to you too,” he muttered, not enough humour actually bleeding through to show he was joking. Had she found the clothes outside? Heard some report of a guy being thrown from a moving vehicle? Probably not. ”I’m fine, honestly.” The protest sounded weak. He sat up on the bed, folding his long legs, now clad in a pair of sweatpants, warm and dry, so he was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the mattress like he’d always done as a kid. ”There’s nothing to worry about. Why didn’t you let me know you were getting back tonight?” So he’d have the time to make sure there really wasn’t anything going on to have Dani tied up in knots like she obviously was now.
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DANIELLE COLLIER
Vampire
Posts: 47
Played by:
ALEX
Last seen Apr 8, 2024 1:17:09 GMT
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Post by DANIELLE COLLIER on Aug 22, 2023 14:23:29 GMT
━ sorry can't save me now. i'm not okay i feel so scattered ━
EVEN with being away for as long as she had been, Danielle had still been in the loop concerning her brother and his whereabouts. He called her multiple times, sometimes more than once a day for a variety of different reasons. And she welcomed every single time her phone would buzz, whether that be a text message or a phone call. If the notification indicated that it was her twin brother on the other end, she answered. She stopped whats he was doing and answered. It didn’t matter what it was for and it certainly wasn’t bothering her in the slightest. She liked it when he told her things, liked it when he asked her for help. One time he had called her in the middle of an interrogation and she stopped in her tracks to answer his call, telling her partner to finish out the questioning because she had a family emergency to tend to. Was it ideal to stop everything to answer the phone? Probably not for the ordinary person, but when it came to her twin brother who she had lost once before, she wasn’t about to take any chances with not answering him, especially if he needed help.
The last time he had called her it was for help involving a woman that he had pulled out of the river. He wanted to know if the FBI had anything on her or the case - of course there wasn’t anything in the FBI’s database when she had checked, which is what Cory had been afraid of. Hell, it’s what she was afraid of. But she couldn’t say she was surprised, the FBI tended to look the other way in most of the cases that were on her desk. It wasn’t their jurisdiction, they would tell her when she called her old contacts at the bureau. Not their jurisdiction her ass. They just didn’t want to get involved in something they couldn’t understand. And when it came to Mystic Falls, there were a lot of misunderstandings and unknown things going on. Couldn’t say she blamed the higher authorities for not wanting to put their noses in it.
Danielle entered the motel room her and her brother shared, eyes wandering throughout the tiny ass space the two called their own - her side of the room untouched, unchanged… much like herself in her vampiric state. Finally her eyes had landed on Cory, a closed book cast aside on the bed as he sat up abruptly upon her sudden entrance. Heat spread throughout his twin’s cheeks as he told her hello in a low tone, almost humorous, but not enough there to be considered as such. ‘I’m fine honestly,’ he told her, very unconvincingly. “Fine my ass. You aren’t fine, you know you don’t have to lie to me.” She knew when he was lying, could feel it in her very core. Not to mention that he physically didn't look or sound fine, not even in his new clothes and fresh out of the shower.
Danielle stared at her twin as he sat cross-legged on the middle of the bed. Something wasn’t right. ‘There’s nothing to worry about. Why didn’t you let me know you were getting back tonight?’ He asked, not quite in an accusatory tone, but close enough for her to feel scolded. Before she answered in what would have been in a sarcastic manner, she got a faint scent of what could only be blood and suddenly she was on high alert, fear panged her as she was instantly in front of her brother, checking him out almost in a panicked state for any cuts or bruises. Which shouldn’t be an issue with him having a reaper riding him. They healed like vampires did, or at least that’s what she had assumed when Cory had told her about the reaper initially. Was that not the case?
But then when she didn’t find any, that did appear to be the case where healing was concerned, which did bring her the tiniest sense of relief, but it still didn’t make sense why she had smelt blood somewhere within the vicinity of the motel room. She looked at her brother, a stern but concerning look apparent across her features. “Why do I smell blood? Did you get hurt? What happened? Are you okay? Talk to me.” She asked, question after question coming from her mouth. She would tell him why she had come back with no notice later, right now though her focus was on her brother and the fact that she smelt blood, only the faintest scent of it, but it was there nevertheless. If he tried to hide the fact that he’d been injured it didn’t work, at least not with a vampire. Her ability to smell blood was top notch - something she would always be able to detect. She just hoped Cory would tell her what had happened and more importantly, if he were fine as he claimed because it definitely didn’t look like it from where she sat.
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CORY COLLIER
Reaper
Posts: 125
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Post by CORY COLLIER on Sept 2, 2023 21:33:16 GMT
Dani already had enough on her shoulders. It had been that way since the day their dad had died. Their mom had been happy enough to let her daughter take the weight of all the parenting. She hadn’t ever complained about taking care of him, not to him at least, but he’d seen the pressure of it. Dani had been the one who’d had to set aside her dreams to make sure he still had a chance at his – there wasn’t a chance in hell he would’ve made it to college without her. She’d been the one who’d gone with him to his appointments when the exhaustion and bruises had been diagnosed as something more than the growing pains he’d tried to pass it off as. The one who’d been terrified for him. Seeing that in his twin’s eyes had him biting down on his tongue all the harder when things had gone wrong. He didn’t want to pass any more fear along to her.
That was probably why he should’ve avoided asking her to pry into Ruby’s case. Inwardly groaning the minute that first text had been sent off, Cory had wondered why he’d suddenly shone that spotlight on what he was doing. Dani knew the bare bones of how him being a reaper worked, he’d walked her through exactly what Augustus had done when he’d made the offer to him. A shared body in return for a trip back home. The deal that he’d screwed the witch out of – an act that still had him looking over his shoulder just in case. After he’d brought Theo back, he’d gone through that too. Sat on the end of the bed here, lit up and so proud of himself, hoping to see the smile echoed on Dani’s face. Maybe he’d worried her then too, him taking these big leaps leaving him in precarious spots sometimes.
Only moments before she’d come home he’d been thinking about Ruby and God, wouldn’t that part of the story have got her all flustered, even more than she was now. The thought that her little brother had been threatened with a knife, it wouldn’t have mattered that it was be someone who’d been through absolute nightmares and was just scared. Cory swallowed the thought down, half imagining that he could still feel the edge of the blade scraping over his adam’s apple. He curled forward on the bed, his forearms – blessedly scrape free thanks to Augustus – propped on his knees. ”I’m not lying. I promise,” Cory said, his voice a little stronger now. He swiped a finger over his heart in that childish symbol of a promise. He should’ve added a now to it, taking away any morally grey hints away from the statement.
Like some other truth had suddenly smacked her sledgehammer hard between the eyes, Dani was rushing in front of him. He was thrown back to the months he’d spent getting his body – and more importantly the cancer cells in his blood – slowly poisoned out of him by the chemo that burned its way into his veins. Any sign that he was feeling rough then had been checked out in that same panicked way. Is that just the lighting in here, or is that a new bruise? You’re looking pale. Have you been sick. Cory, what’s wrong, I can tell something is. Maybe it was just always that twin telepathy, maybe it was that now.
Cory tried to squirm away, arms and legs unfolding, folding in again like he could keep some sort of modesty here. In the end he gave up and shoved up his sleeves at least – see, nothing there. It wasn’t like he’d ended up missing a limb. The cut had stung though, especially as he’d hit the water and who knew what germs had gone rushing into it. If Augustus hadn’t healed it all in less than a minute maybe he’d have ended up with some vile sort of infection from the stinking muck. If Augustus hadn’t fucking about he wouldn’t have been there to get thrown from a moving car in the first place. It was a real double edged sword.
Puffing out a breath, he settled eventually. He stretched his legs out, leaning back against the headboard of the bed. Cory was frowning, but the look smoothed out as he caught the concerned look on Dani’s face. ”I did,” he admitted on a sigh. His hands came up, like he’d have to warn her off again. ”But I am fine. I promise, Dani. Honestly. It’s all healed. It was just on my clothes.” It was his blood though and even through the door Dani had managed to smell it. He didn’t want there to be a next time, but at least now he knew just how sensitive her sense of smell was, he’d burn them the next time.
He patted the bed, like he could get her to settle if she’d just sit down. It’d be like it was when they were kids, crowding together on a narrow twin bed, reassuring each other in the worst moments, or crammed on the couch in the living room. The two of them an unbreakable team – until the crash. ”It wasn’t anything to do with the case. You don’t have to worry about that, about Ruby.” Cory glanced down at his hands, sighing before he looked up again and met her eye. ”You know how Augustus takes over my body sometimes? It was like that. He had a meeting, a deal to make … and he fucked it up.”
Now the reaper opened his mouth – literally – scoffing like he was about to call it a lie. Cory twitched, mentally slapping hands at Augutus to stop him from stumbling into the minefield this conversation might become if he started elaborating. ”The people he was meeting with … they weren’t happy. I took a little tumble. I got a little banged up, but I’m fine now. If you really wanna check, you can.” He twisted on the bed, ruffling the hair at the back of his head up, as though that would even reveal a scar. Letting it drop again, Cory turned back, wrapping his arm around her to pull her in. ”I’m sorry if it worried you. Did you think the bad guys had come to stop me asking questions?” The corner of his mouth kicked up, he wasn’t sure if the joke was gonna work and wash away her fears though.
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DANIELLE COLLIER
Vampire
Posts: 47
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ALEX
Last seen Apr 8, 2024 1:17:09 GMT
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Post by DANIELLE COLLIER on Jan 11, 2024 23:56:14 GMT
━ sorry can't save me now. i'm not okay i feel so scattered ━
ALWAYS the protector. Danielle did everything for every single person in her family, Cory and their mom included. It didn’t matter what it was, she did it for them. Once their dad had died that was amplified. Their mom turned into a shell of her former self, pushing all of the responsibility onto her daughter. Danielle had done it gladly, wanting to make sure her brother was taken care of before herself. She never cared much for what happened to her, but when it came to Cory that's all she cared about, the only one she worried for. Her dreams never mattered, not that she minded in the slightest. Taking care of Cory wasn’t a burden, he wasn’t a burden. She would do anything for her brother. That was evident considering she practically raised her own twin because their mother was too unfit to do so. So, she grew up and became the parent they never had.
‘I’m not lying. I promise,’ he’d said, trying his hardest to convince her as he ran his finger across his heart, but she knew Cory too well. He was anything but fine. He didn’t look fine and that was her issue. Then again, she always worried about her brother, that would never stop, even more so since she had lost him before. Now that he was back in her life that worry had only amplified, so when she appeared before him so quickly she began searching his body for any sign that he wasn’t okay. Danielle always seemed to know when her twin wasn’t feeling well, when something was bothering him, and she supposed it was that twin telepathy, but honestly she just knew her brother.
As she checked him over, Cory had tried to get away, to get her to stop the check-up. All she did was give him a pointed look, because he should know by now that wasn’t gonna work on her. When it came to his well being, she was persistent. Eventually he wised up and just let her do her thing. As he shoved his sleeves up, she checked his arms and didn’t see anything. No cuts, no bruises. She sighed a little in relief as she stood upright and looked down at her brother as he scooched back and rested his back against the headboard. Finally, he spoke. ’I did. But I am fine. I promise, Dani. Honestly. It’s all healed. It was just on my clothes.’ At least she could ease the tension that had been rapidly building up in her shoulders when he mentioned that he was all healed, that the blood was just on his clothes. Which, in a lot of ways, still didn’t make her feel that much better. Cory had gotten hurt, so much so that the injury had caused him to bleed. Which meant he was getting into dangerous situations and that didn’t sit well with her.
Cory patted the bed, motioning for her to sit down and to at least try and calm down. They did this often when they were kids, it was his way of helping to reassure one another. Sighing, Danielle sat down on the bed beside him, learning her back against the headboard and turning to look over at her twin as he spoke. “I’m still adjusting to the fact that there’s a reaper inside of you,” she said, mumbling slightly. It was weird, yes, that there was a reaper practically taking her brother for a joy ride. But she couldn’t be too upset about it, because it’s what gave her a second chance with her twin brother and she’d always be grateful for that.
‘He had a meeting, a deal to make … and he fucked it up.’ Danielle frowned, the reaper fucked up? Before opening her mouth, she listened to him continue his explanation. “Sounds to me like the reaper needs to get his shit together and stop putting my brother in the crossfire.” She said as a matter of fact and she hoped the reaper was listening, because it was true. The reaper was putting her brother in the middle of things he didn’t need to be in the middle of and it was putting him in danger. She didn’t like that one bit.
’I got a little banged up, but I’m fine now. If you really wanna check, you can.’ Danielle shook her head, “No, it’s fine. I already looked you over once and didn’t see any bumps or bruises. I also don’t smell any fresh blood so I think I can believe you when you say you’re fine. But are you fine mentally?” Physically her brother was okay, but how was he doing mentally? She wanted her brother to talk to her, and she had no doubts that he wouldn’t. The two of them always told each other everything before the crash, and now was no different.
Cory wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close and Danielle placed her head on his shoulder, scooching closer to her brother in the process. Danielle never felt more safe, more at home, than when she was with her twin brother. She was so damn lucky he had come back to life. The universe had given them another chance and she wasn’t about to waste it. ’I’m sorry if it worried you. Did you think the bad guys had come to stop me asking questions?’ She knew Cory was only joking, but it didn’t help ease her worry like he intended. “I’m always worried about you, Cory. I already lost you once, I cannot lose you again. I don’t… I don’t think I’d survive that.” No, she knew for a damn fact that she wouldn’t. If she lost Cory… she didn’t want to think about the rampage she’d cause. Her humanity? Well… let’s just say she’d have none and god bless anyone who crossed her path if that were to happen.
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CORY COLLIER
Reaper
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Post by CORY COLLIER on Jan 31, 2024 20:59:23 GMT
For so long as he’d gone into remission, he’d panicked with every fresh bruise he got. It didn’t matter that he’d walked into a coffee table, or stubbed a toe, the dark bloom of a bruise under his skin had him convinced that the cancer was back. His body had been weak once, it could go that way again and this time there might not’ve been a cure for him. Cory was sure it had plagued Dani’s mind too, that it still did. He was human again, despite Leah’s assurances, he was sure he wasn’t as invincible as the rest of them. Augustus was just a guest in his body, if he was gone or bugged out at the wrong moment he could die just as quick as somebody else.
Biting back that little detail, Cory had stopped fighting it after a minute and let Dani reassure herself. He offered her a little smile as she puffed out a sigh, she’d stopped fighting the idea too. Dani had her proof. She took up his offer, settling on the bed next to him. A light huff of amusement rolled out of him as she brought up Augustus. ”There are times when I think I’m still adjusting to it too,” he admitted. Especially when it was Augustus dragging him into the trouble in the first place. He supposed he could’ve kicked him out, retracting his permission or whatever, but he didn’t want to know what would happen them.
Cory guessed he could’ve lied about what Augustus had done this time to avoid worrying Dani further, but she’d probably prove she was still a walking, talking lie detector when it came to him. She’d see through the vague half truths he told the story of his day in and she’d pull all the details out of him. Cory wrinkled his nose, scratching his fingers through his hair and worrying them against the back of his head where the cut had been. ”I’ll make sure I pass on the message,” he said dryly. Knowing Augustus was hearing all of it from wherever the asshole had hidden after he’d healed him. He probably thought he was safe from Dani while he was inside him – the perfect shield, one of the only people Dani would never hurt.
It had been easy to brush off the idea that he was hurt when all the physical evidence had disappeared, but leave it to Dani to ask the tough question. Cory’s shoulders stiffened slightly against the wall. He glanced away from her, staring at the wall opposite as though he could see his brain mirrored there, every worry picked out on it with a black dot. After a moment, he started to nod slowly. ”Not perfect, but I’m alright,” he said hoarsely. It wasn’t the more offhand – and often faker – I’m fine. Dani deserved more than that. ”I probably shouldn’t be, but I’m getting used to things like this. I know it worries you though, and I’m sorry for doing it.” Looking back at her, he tried for a small, reassuring smile. She’d lost him once, he knew that, and it meant he had to be more careful than he was right now.
Drawing Dani close, Cory tried to soothe any remaining worries. He was terrified for Ruby, but he was working on helping her. Eventually he’d find some way to do that and she’d be able to start living her life again the same way he had his. ”Hey, hey, hey,” he sshed softly. The smile that’d started to pick up faded away and he was frowning as he pulled his sister into a full on hug. Cory rested his cheek on top of her head. ”You’re not gonna lose me again. I’m doing everything in my power to make sure I come home safe every time, the same way I know you do for me.” His wasn’t the only dangerous job. Dani’s first few months with a badge had terrified him. Now he knew she could mostly take care of herself, but she was still his big sister and he was always going to need her. ”Would you worry less if I let you help with what I’ve been trying to do?” he asked, almost in a whisper. ”The stuff that’s not just, you know, helping souls to their final resting place.”
Ruby.
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