I think I broked it. (for Cyrano, Valen, Anita, and anyone else who cares)

[thornofcamorr]

Well. Locke looks all right. Mostly. Other than the massive purple bruise around his neck. And the fact that he's not really moving very much. As in, totally unconscious.

Um. That went well.

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[cursed_bent]

Something like that bruise and the unconciousness is not what Valen was expecting when he walked in the front door and he freezes a moment before rushing over. He reaches worriedly for the unconcious man, checking for more injuries, and gently shakes his shoulder to wake him up. "Locke? Locke?"

[cursed_bent]

He makes an annoyed noise. "That woman just doesn't know when to stop with the magic."

[thornofcamorr]

A little noise that could mean anything.

There's a shake. Because now that he's thinking about it, he can remember her looking at him with those eyes.

And then nothing, more or less.

[cursed_bent]

Valen stops ranting mentally when he hears the small sound and feels the shake, and looks at Locke. Then he gives up on all questioning for the moment and just pulls Locke into his arms. He'll worry about the rest later.

[thornofcamorr]

There's a moment where he holds back, trying to stay stuck together. But just a moment.

And then Locke is clinging to Valen and trying not to shake with wracking cries, determinedly making no sound. Ashamed, but he can't keep it back. It's been a very long couple days.

[cursed_bent]

Valen pulls him close, wraps himself around Locke as best he can and just holds him tight. He says nothing, just occasionally kisses or nuzzles the top of Locke's head, letting him cry.

[thornofcamorr]

"I'm sorry," he tries to say once, but it's lost again.

Maaan. Still clinging. Valen. It's Valen. Valen's going to make things better.

[cursed_bent]

Yes, Valen is. He's not quite sure how yet, but dammit he will. Even if he's usually shite at that. "It's alright," he murmurs once, then just more hugs.

[thornofcamorr]

He holds onto him tightly until he wears himself out. And then just shakes a little bit.

"Godsfucking hell," shakily.

[cursed_bent]

He smiles very faintly into Locke's hair. "Feeling any better?"

[thornofcamorr]

An attempt at a smile. It doesn't really work very well. "Not really."

[cursed_bent]

He nods, his arms around Locke not so much as loosening. "Maybe some sleep will help." He's not going to ask any more now, not when he's like this.

[thornofcamorr]

A tired nod.

"Yeah."

[cursed_bent]

He leans his head down to kiss Locke's cheek. "Try to get some rest, then."

[thornofcamorr]

He closes his eyes and leans into Valen. "Thanks."

Valen will make everything better. He just knows it.

[cursed_bent]

Aww, Locke. Valen certainly intends to, but all he's focused on right now is holding Locke. Once Locke is alright, he'll deal with everyone else.