Beau Mackenzie

Beau Mackenzie - 37 years old - Town Doc - Husband

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mrsclaremackenzie:

“You need to evoke the name of Christ and try to get it to reveal its name because once you know that name you have power over it and therefore can get rid of it for good,” she said with more sureness than she felt. She was the sort who tried to be confident in these situations even when they made her nervous. 

Beau nodded and step forward, he did as she said. Following her and the other father’s instruction he found his place in the room, his devotion to help the person inside. But the demon was twisted, tried to twist his mind. He tried to ignore it but there was a loose chink in his faith. Something that kept him from committing fully. In the end the man collapsed and so did he his head in his hands at the end of the bed.

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mrsclaremackenzie:

“The person more or less reverts back to normal. I can tell for sure if it’s gone or not. That whole sixth sense thing really comes in handy in these situations,” she said, tilting her head to look up at him. She was young, but she knew what she was talking about. She’d fought to embrace this part of her for most of her life. 

“What can I do to help?” He frowns faintly unsure. “They don’t really go over this that often. i’m pretty sure the Vatican is starting to work on stopping them. Or atleast having far less of them”

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mrsclaremackenzie:

“It’s really a mental thing, honestly. You have to steel yourself against any kind of outside influence. You can’t play into its games or let your guard down. It’s difficult, but usually you can feel it pushing at you mentally and you need to just push back,” she said, trying to articulate the supernatural could be difficult beyond belief. “Getting rid of it is really kind of a will sort of thing. It depends on how strong he is and how strong the demon is and how strong we are.”

He frowns watching his fellow priest as he continues. He couldn’t help but be unsure about it all. Maybe he wasnt’ even the best person to be here. Maybe he needed a bit more faith. A voice echoed those words in his mind but he shook his head. “How will we know when we’ve beat him? or it?”

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rosemary-beckett:

“Oh darling, it could not have escaped your notice that she babies you. She fancies herself some mother hen.”

“Is that such a bad thing? She’s a good mother. and she doesn’t mother me, she cares for me as I care for her..standard spouse interaction.”

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keiraobirp:

Listening to him Keira nodded “Sure, Barton Hollow seems nice. I am just getting used to this lifestyle. It is so…peaceful.” She shrugged and smiled softly while the doctor was reading her recommendation. “Well, it would be nice if I can start working…now? Is that possible?” Keira asked. 

“It is though fair warning it has it’s moments.” He chuckles and nods, “That’s perfectly alright. Let me show you around.” Standing from his spot he motions for her to follow as he walks her through the main area to show her their exam rooms and the supplies. “pretty standard but probably a bit different from where you worked”

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keiraobirp:

“Oh, pie…true, it was finger-licking good,” Keira said and chuckled softly before took the seat which was offered for her. “Really? Odd? Barton Hollow seems nice place. I’ve met some good people,” her tone sounded surprised “I’ve come here because big city bothers me. Life there influences on me badly. You know, environment, stress and other obvious reasons.” Ms. Obi was listening to the doctor carefully before she nodded “Sure, I understand. I have experience to work as nurse. Here my recommendation.” She gave him the sheet of paper from the main doctor from NY hospital where Keira had worked. 

He chuckles and nods. “Don’t get me wrong it is an nice place, with plenty of good people but being odd or different doesn’t make them any less of a good person.” He looks up to her in understanding. “I can imagine it does. Things are much slower here. It has its own stress but far less I’m sure than the big city.” Taking the sheet he nods as he peruses the recommendation. “All looks good to me, when can you start”

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mrsclaremackenzie:

“It’s a demon. It was never human. It’s more of a thing to me,” Clare said, her voice held a faint shiver of fear that betrayed her cool exterior. She would never get used to demons. “It can be transferred, so you do have to be careful.”

“How do you keep it from transferring? how do we banish him?” He frowns faintly watching the man, cringing at the man’s pain. Still struggling to believe despite all before him. He should believe but he struggled. 

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keiraobirp:

Nodding Keira proved what the doctor said “Yeah, Clare is very nice…right.” She looked around quickly before the man asked her why she came to Barton Hollow. Her light blue eyes turned to the male face with slight surprise. “Uh…I am just tired of big city life. And I can afford a house in your town.”

He smiles and nods, “That she is, just one thing I love about her. another would be the pie” He motions for her to take a seat his eyes lifting to meet hers at her response. “Makes sense, and I was just curious, it’s odd how people find their way to this town. It’s not all that popular or big but still it has its draw. It’ll be a bit of a change of pace from a hospital as well. We work with the locals, a random tourist here and there but mostly the locals. How are you with remembering faces, names and little tidbits about their lives”

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keiraobirp:

“Oh…thank you, but I’ve met Clare today. On the morning. I am your new neighbor, Dr. Mackenzie,” Keira said and took her seat “Clare cooks amazing pies…I’ve come for a job. Work of nurse. You must been called about it. From New-York.”

“Ah She’s qluick to make the welcome rounds. Welcome to town..Ms. Obi right?” He nods faintly reaching over to the counter to grab the file he’d set there. “What brings you all the way here from New York?”

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mrsclaremackenzie:

“I’m just about as good of confirmation that it’s a possession that you can get, and this is a possession because I can feel that thing writing in him,” she said with a nod. “It’s kind of intimidating to have someone like me around. The cuts are part of it. The body degrades a lot during these things.”

He nods faintly unsure what to say. “Thing? Do you know what it is?” He frowns looking between the pair. “It can be transferred can it? Like from her to us..or you?”

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rosemary-beckett:

“She does care for your well being a bit too much at times.”

“Too much? how do you figure? I thought spouses were supposed to look after one another” 

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“I feel like my wife will glare at me if I don’t share the pie so pull of a seat I’ll fix you a plate”

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mrsclaremackenzie:

“That’s not him. That’s one of the signs of it.” Clare knew more about what was happening than she even wanted to let on. Young women weren’t supposed to dabble in morbid matters or so polite society would say. Clare’s whole life had been morbid. “Speaking languages the person doesn’t know is a sign. Knowing information they would not know is another.”

He frowns looking over to her. He’d heard of the signs. “The cuts? That’s part of it too?” He watches his mentor move around the room, holy water in hand and bible in the other. “I know why we are here, or atleast I’ve heard why..what about you? What can you do for him..not trying to me a smartass just curious”

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mrsclaremackenzie:

“What can I say? I’m a modern woman,” she said, but her voice was soon to lose it’s light and joking nature. She winced a little at the sight, but she showed little other horror on the outside. “It takes a toll on the body sometimes,” she said softly. “You’re shoving an unnatural entity into a natural body and it is bound to have adverse effects.”

He knew she was right about that, she definitely was a different kind of woman than he’d ever met. He frowns watching the man. He still felt unsure about what she was saying but he could see the toll it had on him. He was taken aback when the man started speaking in a language he didn’t imagine he actually knew. “how would he know Aramaic”

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mrsclaremackenzie:

Clare nodded in return, taking a step forward. She was concerned, but she wasn’t necessarily scared. Everything in her life had been preparing her for moments like this, the supernatural moments, but nothing had prepped her for meeting Beau. “You’ve got me in there. If it gets too hairy, you’ve got me.”

He raised an eyebrow to her as he followed her into the room. “Isn’t it usually the other way around. Way to pull us into a more updated century.” His eyes froze on the form on the bed. “What...what is wrong with him?”

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mrsclaremackenzie:

“You have no idea,” she replied regarding her grandmother. “She wrote the book on interesting.” Clare looked up at him after they were called. People often though her fragile. “I am sure. Don’t worry about me, okay? I know what I’m getting into. Always do. I don’t go into anything blind.”

“Oh i bet she did” He frowns faintly and nods motioning for her to go ahead of him as he holds the door open. “Alright alright..just..to be honest I’m not exactly sure what I’m getting myself into here”

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mrsclaremackenzie:

“You just met me and you’re already trying to meet my grandmother. That’s a bold move right there,” she teased, but only partially. Her tone had taken on a quality that was distinctly flirty inadvertently.

Beau flushes faintly and runs a hand through his hair. “What can I say she sounds like an interesting woman..” His head lifts as he hears the others call from the room and moves to join them. “Are you sure you want to do this, i’ve heard these can be scarring”