Clay & Justine | In the Dresden Files Canon

[ishisstrength]

[The white court is aptly named. The pristine color marks the mansion in a way that suggests that it is trying very hard to impress. Justine is wearing a white sweater and a short black skirt that shows the length of her lovely pale legs. Her dark hair tumbles in a manageable mass over her shoulder while her dark eyes shine clear and lovely. She looks a little high but otherwise fine.]

Welcome.

[Her voice was soft and earnest.]

I've been sent to greet you. The waiting area is this way. If you'll follow me.

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[ishisstrength]

I have but who do you think is the lion.

[She backs up slightly, a light smile continuing to play across her lips. Her eyes still appear hazy but the longer they sit together the more they clear. Justine feels it and wishes that she might be able to return to Thomas's side soon.]

[alittlebitofhell]

[Clay leaned back, noting the change in her appearance and the subtle tension across her shoulders. She was like a junkie starting to pine for her fix. It was pathetic, really.]

That's the Million dollar question, isn't it, but I think you know the answer.

[ishisstrength]

[He doesn't know what emotions linger beneath the surface of her 'fix' and he probably won't know. As she had said, he doesn't understand and he can't.]

Perhaps, perhaps I want you to tell me.

[alittlebitofhell]

Thomas is the lion. [He didn't see a reason to sugarcoat it.] And one day, he's going to get really hungry and eat his little mouse all up.

[ishisstrength]

[The smile on Justine's lips turns to something softer. It's a more earnest expression and with the fading haze it looks more real.]

And when that day comes I'll gladly give myself to my lion. [She pulls away and stands.]

Like I said, I don't expect you to understand.

[She knows that their game is nearing it's end. She can feel it and Clay's words only seal it's finally.]

[alittlebitofhell]

[He frowned, but not in sadness at her plight. He'd seen too much for such feelings. It was more at the state of things, the world in general.]

Yeah. He did a really good job. I bet he got a gold star.