IC Contact Post For Tushanshu & Nematon

[skybluejeep]

 

Hi, you've reached the Stud Muffin. Can't answer the phone right now. Why are you even calling? Texting. Wave of the future.

BLEEP.
 

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[garou]

[ Derek eats in silence for a minute or two, chewing slowly and thinking. He finally swallows and speaks up, looking at Stiles carefully. ] I'm not.

[skybluejeep]

[He's in the process of shoving a pot sticker in his mouth when Derek speaks, and he stares at the werewolf. Like...this was not what he expected at all.]

...You should be. I'm fine. That son of a bitch is the least of my problems. Especially here in Keelai. If you're gonna hold a grudge with me because I never told you...you're gonna have to line up. I never told Scott, either. And he's gone now. So you'll have to wait until he comes back and then yells at me before you do.

[garou]

Stiles, Gerard Argent killed human members of my family by proxy. [ Derek sits up a little straighter, tone taking on an edge of anger. ] Forgive me if I'm not alright with him doing it again with someone who doesn't deserve it.

[skybluejeep]

[That makes him freeze again. And then sigh as he slumps over his kitchen counter.]

Then you better got kill him when we get home. Because Scott let him live. Scott's too forgiving.

[garou]

...He's alive?

[skybluejeep]

[Oh, fuck.]

...Maybe? I mean, we never found a body, right?

[garou]

[ Derek scowls, angrily snagging a potsticker. ] Damn it.

[skybluejeep]

[He sighs, and sinks down on the sofa next to Derek.]

...If it makes you feel any better, Scott kept a bunch of vital info from me, too. It seems to be a common theme with him recently.

[garou]

[ Derek glances at Stiles at that. ] You two don't keep anything from one another.

[skybluejeep]

Yeah. I know.

[He covers the ironic bitterness in his voice by popping another pot sticker in his mouth. And that just makes his heart ache even more, because now Scott's gone from the turtle, and that just makes everything even worse.]

[garou]

Maybe he's trying to protect you.

[skybluejeep]

Yeah. And I'm always about protecting him. And my dad. And this whole "can't tell anybody anything" is getting really fucking old.

[garou]

And have you running headlong into getting yourself killed?

[skybluejeep]

Hey, hey! Let's be real here, who's got the higher "been shot" count? I'm pretty sure it's you, buddy.

[garou]

And out of the two of us, which of us can heal from gunshot wounds?

[skybluejeep]

Not the point! I'm saying that you rush into danger just as much if not more than me.

[garou]

It's exactly the point, Stiles, stop being obtuse.

[skybluejeep]

Ugh, I love it when you use SAT words. We should make out now.

[garou]

Knock it off.

[skybluejeep]

Did you have your sense of humor surgically removed? Or do you practice?

[garou]

In the mirror, for at least two hours, every day.

[skybluejeep]

That explains so much about you, seriously. I'm gonna, like, give you the Happy Happy Joy Joy treatment. You'll be the Ren to my Stimpy.

[garou]

[ Derek just rolls his eyes. ]

[skybluejeep]

Hey, friends! It's your old pal Stinky Wizzleteats! This is a song about a whale...

[garou]

I'm leaving. [ And he gets up -- but he's not angry. Annoyed, maybe. Pretending to be annoyed, more than likely. ]