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hyperactive) wrote2020-02-09 02:50 pm
hyperactive) wrote2020-02-09 02:50 pm
ic contact || deerington.
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[ Right, okay, Stiles deserved that. A part of him wants to ask Logan to hang out for a little while longer, but another part of him is pretty drained by what they've talked about already, and sending him out now that there's an opportunity feels infinitely better than sending him out later with a cheery sure, okay, let me know if you find any cures for dementia out there, catch ya on the flip side.
So - Stiles stands, makes like a good host. He offers a hand to Logan in case he, like, needs it to get up. ]
I'll see you around? Don't be a stranger, okay? And - uh - tell me if that kid feels better.
So - Stiles stands, makes like a good host. He offers a hand to Logan in case he, like, needs it to get up. ]
I'll see you around? Don't be a stranger, okay? And - uh - tell me if that kid feels better.
[Logan looks at Stiles' hand, then looks up at Stiles' face and - well, the point of no thanks gets across non verbally. If not, Logan'll slap it away before getting up on his own, thank you very much. He'll grab his bag, checking that everything is stored away, and then cracks his neck to the side with... a particularly audible little crunch.]
I'll keep you posted. Thanks, kid.
[And so he'll - depart, if there's not anything else to say.]
I'll keep you posted. Thanks, kid.
[And so he'll - depart, if there's not anything else to say.]
Nope. They got me, gals. Dead as disco over here.
[ dot dot dot. ]
I'm good. I'm okay.
Collected some slugs. Made some friends. The usual.
Deerington's kind of crazy? Are the natives who normally live here known for running around in white and trying to sell you on the spooky scary power of love, or is this just kinda how things are right now?
[ dot dot dot. ]
I'm good. I'm okay.
Collected some slugs. Made some friends. The usual.
Deerington's kind of crazy? Are the natives who normally live here known for running around in white and trying to sell you on the spooky scary power of love, or is this just kinda how things are right now?
Joke's on you, dingus. I spent all my money on buying this dude Billy a bunch of junkfood at the arcade.
All you'll find in there is a moth flying out of the empty folds. Like in cartoons? Anyway.
I didn't know you had powers. Like you needed even more of a reason to be cooler than me. Great.
The locals are okay, just. Creepy. I don't know.
I feel like I'm going to be ritualistically sacrificed? Coincidentally, there were a ton of humans sacrifices back home, like, a month before I woke up here, so. Super fun all around. I'm loving this.
All you'll find in there is a moth flying out of the empty folds. Like in cartoons? Anyway.
I didn't know you had powers. Like you needed even more of a reason to be cooler than me. Great.
The locals are okay, just. Creepy. I don't know.
I feel like I'm going to be ritualistically sacrificed? Coincidentally, there were a ton of humans sacrifices back home, like, a month before I woke up here, so. Super fun all around. I'm loving this.
of course i have powers
i'm a siren
[it is really unnecessary to flex like that, but it's just how amara Is]
yes, i've been getting that feeling too
maybe stay away from the big groups of them
everything aside
it's pretty annoying when they all start trying to get your attention
how are you feeling after it all?
that city was pretty stressful
i'm a siren
[it is really unnecessary to flex like that, but it's just how amara Is]
yes, i've been getting that feeling too
maybe stay away from the big groups of them
everything aside
it's pretty annoying when they all start trying to get your attention
how are you feeling after it all?
that city was pretty stressful
Like, the mermaid kind?
Wait, hold on. That's very - generalizing. Probably xenophobic. Sorry. Hold on.
Tell me about Sirens?
[ it kind of explains why Amara was able to punch some leader of a murder cult in the face if she has superpowers, but. still. how much deference is he supposed to be showing her? should he be calling her, like. my liege? christ, he doesn't want a liege. ]
I'm okay. Tired.
It's really sweet of you to check in on me. I kinda wasn't sure if you would.
Like, not to indulge in my own bullshit here or whatever, but you're a certified badass, and I'm just A Dude™. I would've thought you'd be too busy running the Deerington police force or controlling your own personal militia to remember some kid who nearly threw up on your shoes once.
Wait, hold on. That's very - generalizing. Probably xenophobic. Sorry. Hold on.
Tell me about Sirens?
[ it kind of explains why Amara was able to punch some leader of a murder cult in the face if she has superpowers, but. still. how much deference is he supposed to be showing her? should he be calling her, like. my liege? christ, he doesn't want a liege. ]
I'm okay. Tired.
It's really sweet of you to check in on me. I kinda wasn't sure if you would.
Like, not to indulge in my own bullshit here or whatever, but you're a certified badass, and I'm just A Dude™. I would've thought you'd be too busy running the Deerington police force or controlling your own personal militia to remember some kid who nearly threw up on your shoes once.
Dude, I appreciate the compliment, but I hid in my room and hid slugs in jars.
I wasn't exactly the most proactive member of the team last month.
[ he actually did a fucking lot, thank you, and he'd bristle if anyone else said all he did was hide out in his room with all the life-endangering risks he took, but. he's a seventeen year old with no confidence and he's had some distance from rapture, so yeah, back to feeling like a nobody. anyway. ]
Anyway. Shut up? I didn't call you out here for a pep talk, soldier. Fall into line.
How are you doing? I've got some food, if you need it. I stocked up on water and medical supplies, too.
Bandages and stuff. No pills.
The pharmacy kind of freaks me out.
I wasn't exactly the most proactive member of the team last month.
[ he actually did a fucking lot, thank you, and he'd bristle if anyone else said all he did was hide out in his room with all the life-endangering risks he took, but. he's a seventeen year old with no confidence and he's had some distance from rapture, so yeah, back to feeling like a nobody. anyway. ]
Anyway. Shut up? I didn't call you out here for a pep talk, soldier. Fall into line.
How are you doing? I've got some food, if you need it. I stocked up on water and medical supplies, too.
Bandages and stuff. No pills.
The pharmacy kind of freaks me out.
as opposed to doing what?
[she sees you, fucker.]
are you speaking back to me, private?
[moze would probably kill her for that. and all three of them would bully her for saying she works alone!]
i'm alright
i could use the bandages, actually
could you help me change some?
it's just a burn on my arm
nothing too dramatic and scary
[she sees you, fucker.]
are you speaking back to me, private?
[moze would probably kill her for that. and all three of them would bully her for saying she works alone!]
i'm alright
i could use the bandages, actually
could you help me change some?
it's just a burn on my arm
nothing too dramatic and scary
Solving crimes. Being heroic. Breaking people's heads open when they shoot at you and your intrepid sidekick, who you're constantly checking in on and thinking about despite your very clear statement that you work alone.
Things like that.
I can do that. Excelling at menial tasks is my thing, baby.
How'd you hurt yourself? Leant on a stove after you forgot to turn it off? Been there.
Things like that.
I can do that. Excelling at menial tasks is my thing, baby.
How'd you hurt yourself? Leant on a stove after you forgot to turn it off? Been there.
i think you're severely overestimating how much anyone actually did down there
90% of my time was spent laying on some soggy blankets, staring at the ocean and wondering why this shit is happening
not all sure
[that's a lie, she is. she just doesn't want to say it and speak it into reality.]
might be related to getting drunk enough to try and fist fight a fire
where are you staying?
90% of my time was spent laying on some soggy blankets, staring at the ocean and wondering why this shit is happening
not all sure
[that's a lie, she is. she just doesn't want to say it and speak it into reality.]
might be related to getting drunk enough to try and fist fight a fire
where are you staying?
Well, your face is an idiot. So. I don't care what it has to say.
Blanket girl. "Look at me, I like blankets, I want to marry a blanket". You. That's you.
[ so. yeah. checkmate. as for where he's staying, well - he has a house, which he hates, but if amara's hurt and needs neutral ground, stiles can't exactly avoid the place just because it scares him. ]
Do you know where the Arcade is? Like, right across from Percy's Pizza?
I live around there. I'm in one of the townhouses. My place is the one with the big, blue jeep outside of it.
Blanket girl. "Look at me, I like blankets, I want to marry a blanket". You. That's you.
[ so. yeah. checkmate. as for where he's staying, well - he has a house, which he hates, but if amara's hurt and needs neutral ground, stiles can't exactly avoid the place just because it scares him. ]
Do you know where the Arcade is? Like, right across from Percy's Pizza?
I live around there. I'm in one of the townhouses. My place is the one with the big, blue jeep outside of it.
Sure do. I brought her from home. She's my baby.
Her name's Roscoe. You've gotta say hi to her when you stop by or you're not getting past the front door. I'll literally forbid you from entering my house.
I do want pizza.
Wait. Okay. Hold on. Age old question:
Pineapple? Y/N. Don't give me any of that "I can take it or leave it" shit, either. I want hard-hitting answers, Amara. I want you to take a stand.
Her name's Roscoe. You've gotta say hi to her when you stop by or you're not getting past the front door. I'll literally forbid you from entering my house.
I do want pizza.
Wait. Okay. Hold on. Age old question:
Pineapple? Y/N. Don't give me any of that "I can take it or leave it" shit, either. I want hard-hitting answers, Amara. I want you to take a stand.
No! Condescending. Roscoe is perfect as she is, Marty McFly.
I'll be worried about your safety, though. Hovercars seem wildly dangerous.
Everything about your life seems wildly dangerous, frankly.
That's a noble answer and I'm sorry for saying something insensitive, but also, eat my butt. Pineapple on pizza is a fool's choice.
Get me something meaty.
I can pay you back in, like. Two weeks? When my next allowance comes in.
I'll be worried about your safety, though. Hovercars seem wildly dangerous.
Everything about your life seems wildly dangerous, frankly.
That's a noble answer and I'm sorry for saying something insensitive, but also, eat my butt. Pineapple on pizza is a fool's choice.
Get me something meaty.
I can pay you back in, like. Two weeks? When my next allowance comes in.
the galaxies are a dangerous place
[evidently she has nothing else to say to any of that, but she's knocking on his door about 45 minutes later, holding a bag in one hand and two pizza boxes balanced on the other.]
Open up, slug boy! I got your pineapple pizza, because that's what you love to eat!
[evidently she has nothing else to say to any of that, but she's knocking on his door about 45 minutes later, holding a bag in one hand and two pizza boxes balanced on the other.]
Open up, slug boy! I got your pineapple pizza, because that's what you love to eat!
[ forty-five minutes pass relatively quickly when you're running on very small amounts of sleep and all your hours awake just kinda blur together. the conversation dies and stiles lets it go, even though a near-full hour of waiting alone in the quaint yet very clearly haunted townhouse fills his stomach with knots. when he gets through it without his tv doing anything weird or breath fogging up any windows, he's incredibly relieved.
he opens the front door and lets amara inside, though, like, the second he sees her, he's already wincing. ]
Please don't call me slug boy.
[ he nods his head towards the front room and invites amara in, closing the door behind her and trying to take, like, everything she's carrying at once. the bag, the boxes. super rude to make a guest carry the whole load. ]
he opens the front door and lets amara inside, though, like, the second he sees her, he's already wincing. ]
Please don't call me slug boy.
[ he nods his head towards the front room and invites amara in, closing the door behind her and trying to take, like, everything she's carrying at once. the bag, the boxes. super rude to make a guest carry the whole load. ]
[she almost texts him a few times while she's waiting for the pies to be cooked, but the times goes in quickly for amara, too. there's a lot on her mind, and while she hasn't had any problems sleeping... it's hard enough not flipping out at every little thing. she's still feeling incredibly tightly wound after learning of louis's fate, but that's not something she wants to burden stiles with.
when she comes in and he tries to take the boxes from her, she just holds it up above him. not hard to do, considering how tall she is.]
Your complaint has been noted. [she's an ass, sometimes.] Meaty one on top. Soda in the bag.
[fortunately, she's not so severely injured that it's affecting any of this. he can probably see both her arms wrapped up with a little bit of red leaking through, but not enough for it to be concerning.
at least, that's what amara thinks. she's not bleeding everywhere, so it's fine.]
Don't worry about paying me back.
when she comes in and he tries to take the boxes from her, she just holds it up above him. not hard to do, considering how tall she is.]
Your complaint has been noted. [she's an ass, sometimes.] Meaty one on top. Soda in the bag.
[fortunately, she's not so severely injured that it's affecting any of this. he can probably see both her arms wrapped up with a little bit of red leaking through, but not enough for it to be concerning.
at least, that's what amara thinks. she's not bleeding everywhere, so it's fine.]
Don't worry about paying me back.
I mean, I'm going to pay you back, but sure. Noted.
[ he's doing an impression of amara with that noted, but his impression of her largely involves trying to make himself sound tough and cool and radical, so it's actually not all that insulting, as far as insults go. making the most offended noise possible, he swipes at the boxes and steps up on his tippy toes, if he has to - she's got a couple of inches on him, but he's spindly and determined - and when he eventually wrestles the food from her (presuming she doesn't just pity him enough to hand it over), he huffs and takes it all into the kitchen, getting the two of 'em some cups for their soda as he starts dishing up. ]
Sit down. We're gonna eat, and I'm gonna take care of you.
[ he's an animal, so they're just gonna eat from the boxes with their hands in the living room. stiles points amara to the sofa and gets their lunch ready, setting it all on the coffee table and disappearing to the bathroom to get his medical supplies. he calls out to her from down the hall. ]
So, uh, hey - did you really try to fistfight a fire?
[ he's doing an impression of amara with that noted, but his impression of her largely involves trying to make himself sound tough and cool and radical, so it's actually not all that insulting, as far as insults go. making the most offended noise possible, he swipes at the boxes and steps up on his tippy toes, if he has to - she's got a couple of inches on him, but he's spindly and determined - and when he eventually wrestles the food from her (presuming she doesn't just pity him enough to hand it over), he huffs and takes it all into the kitchen, getting the two of 'em some cups for their soda as he starts dishing up. ]
Sit down. We're gonna eat, and I'm gonna take care of you.
[ he's an animal, so they're just gonna eat from the boxes with their hands in the living room. stiles points amara to the sofa and gets their lunch ready, setting it all on the coffee table and disappearing to the bathroom to get his medical supplies. he calls out to her from down the hall. ]
So, uh, hey - did you really try to fistfight a fire?
[she rolls her eyes-- but otherwise acquiesces. stiles gets the boxes off her.]
A good plan. Thank you. [amara does appreciate it. she can wrap her own wounds, but she trusts stiles to do a better job of it. she's never much had the patience for it. you don't have to worry much about infection or shoddy jobs when you always have enough money on hand to get a few health shots from zed's machines. healing the slow way is almost a foreign experience.
at least her immune system isn't for shit. sirens are made of tough stuff.
at his question, she answers simply:] No.
[then doesn't say anything else. seems like she's none too keen on telling him why she's actually burned, but given how the burns follow her tattoos - now glowing again - stiles can probably work out the gist of it himself.]
Don't worry about it. I'm not quite that stupid.
A good plan. Thank you. [amara does appreciate it. she can wrap her own wounds, but she trusts stiles to do a better job of it. she's never much had the patience for it. you don't have to worry much about infection or shoddy jobs when you always have enough money on hand to get a few health shots from zed's machines. healing the slow way is almost a foreign experience.
at least her immune system isn't for shit. sirens are made of tough stuff.
at his question, she answers simply:] No.
[then doesn't say anything else. seems like she's none too keen on telling him why she's actually burned, but given how the burns follow her tattoos - now glowing again - stiles can probably work out the gist of it himself.]
Don't worry about it. I'm not quite that stupid.
[ this text comes at like, ten-something at night. not necessarily late, but maybe an odd hour to message someone about - well, anything not super important.
only this might be considered important. so. ]
hey.
remember that thing about your chem teacher?
[ ... ]
wait, crap.
are you sleeping?
sorry in advance if this is what wakes you up
only this might be considered important. so. ]
hey.
remember that thing about your chem teacher?
[ ... ]
wait, crap.
are you sleeping?
sorry in advance if this is what wakes you up
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