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[captain_asshole]

Do I look like I care? You want to drop it, then drop it. What's with the sudden attack of the caring? Right..

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[frickinawesome]

Yeah Jackson, we get it. You don't care.

[captain_asshole]

Yet, you're still here. What do you want tool?

[frickinawesome]

I'm not still here. I'm just, here. Hangin'. I didn't ask you to talk in my direction.

[captain_asshole]

You really are dumber than you look. You approached me.

[frickinawesome]

What? I did not. You were talking. Loudly, I might add. And I was just here. In the general, vicinity.

[captain_asshole]

Do you even hear yourself when you speak?

[frickinawesome]

... do you?

Please don't leave Stiles, he is beautiful......

[captain_asshole]

Original, can't come up with your own insult? Now, tell me what you want or go away.

ty!

[frickinawesome]

(Much flailing.) I don't want anything! You're talking to me!

Yw!

[captain_asshole]

I was talking to the asswipe behind the computer genius, not you. You just decided to put your two cents in.

[frickinawesome]

Well I don't know. She doesn't tell me these things. What does yours want that's got you so stressed?

[captain_asshole]

Nothing from me. [But they do, except this was actually just him annoyed at them for another game and another character. Jackson has had it easy...so far.]

I just got sick of them actually pretending to care.

[What, why is he talking almost decently here?]

[frickinawesome]

Pretending to care. You got sick of them pretending to care, but you don't care if they do care.

Uh. Okay. So, I'm confused.

[captain_asshole]

You really are stupid. Do you just hear the parts you want to? I don't care if they drop, so long as they stop this I care crap, it's annoying.

[frickinawesome]

Drop who? Drop where? It's not my fault you're apparently allergic to context.

[captain_asshole]

Some guy, some game, what's it matter to me. I'm allergic to tools like you.

[frickinawesome]

You don't care so much, you're flipping out over some guy who isn't even you?

[captain_asshole]

One, I'm not flipping out, two I was telling them to knock off the caring crap and just do what they want, it's not my problem. Just tired of watching them try to be 'nice'.

[frickinawesome]

You'd prefer it if they were evil?

[captain_asshole]

Beats pretending to be some sympathetic wimp.

[triskeled]

Sometimes, Jackson, I think you try too hard.

[captain_asshole]

What the hell's that supposed mean?

[triskeled]

Exactly what it sounds like. What are you trying to prove by acting the way you do, hm?

[captain_asshole]

I don't need to prove anything to anyone so I wouldn't need to try.

[triskeled]

[He just makes a sound, still doubtful, or maybe it's just him being a jerk.]

You sure, not even to yourself?

[captain_asshole]

[Probably some of both, they can just stand here and be jerks to each other till Derek claws him again or something, cause yeah, his neck, not feeling so hot you dick head.]

Shut up, you don't know me.

[triskeled]

[If Jackson pushes him that far, but Derek's apathetic and cool at the moment, and he poisoned and not so much in his right mind last time.

His brow hooks with interest.] Yeah? Because it sounds like I just hit a nerve.

[captain_asshole]

[Jackson could probably push a saint that far and he has yet to learn that Derek is not as bad as he seems. Not that it matters much to him, the kid is kind of heartless at times.]


Fuck you..... [Nerve, what nerve, he is just going to glare, probably sneer a little and go all defensive because so many nerves.]

Do you enjoy hearing yourself talk that much?

[triskeled]

Only as much as you enjoy lying to yourself. [He counters rather smugly.]

[captain_asshole]

[He just glares, might be breathing a bit harder through his nose, temptation to get in this guy's face, till his neck starts to hurt.]

You got something productive to say or you just want to waste my time?

[triskeled]

[His brows raise pointedly at Jackson and he jerks his chin forward.]

How's your neck?

[captain_asshole]

[He just barely keeps himself from defensively gripping a hand over those wounds.]

It's fine....

[Only not really but Jackson is not dumb, he knows something is up and he is going to find out what.]

Whatever you and McCall are, I'm going to find out.

[triskeled]

[One of his brows arch in interest, maybe even doubtful.]

You sure?

[But then he's laughing, or then again it may be a snort.]

And when you do? You let me know, I'd love to know what you've managed to come up with.

[captain_asshole]

[Because it is not okay but Jackson is not going to let himself appear weak, though his growled fuck you may give it away. Even if it is under his breath.]

When I do, you're going to give it to me too or I'll tell everyone about you and your little butt buddy's secret.

[triskeled]

[The sarcasm, the amusement, all of it drains from Derek's face in less than a second and he's filling Jackson's space.]

If there's one thing you're not as good at as being a dick, it's threatening people. You see, I'm better, and if you try to blackmail me again I'll give the town a reason to think me a murderer. [His brows raise pointedly.] Got it?

[captain_asshole]

[He takes an instinctive step back, he hates himself for hit but this guy does scare him.

At least he is not petrified as he has yet to see what is to come, the monster in the video store is beyond his knowledge yet.]

I'm not scared of you.

[There is no tremor to his voice, he swears it as he glares at Derek hard.] I deserve it, way more than McCall does, I've earned being better than him.

[triskeled]

Never asked you to be. Just making sure you and I have an understanding.

[But seriously, there's no need to try and bullshit a werewolf (even if Jackson didn't know that's what Scott and Derek were) not when they can tell when you're lying.]

Do you deserve it? How would you know if you don't even know what it is? As far as I know, you're still convinced I'm selling Scott steroids.

[captain_asshole]

Fuck you.

[And then he does grip his neck, Jackson knows it something but just what he doesn't know yet. Steroids do not give you claws and he hates just how hard his heart is thumping as it pumps fear through his veins.]

I deserve it cause I'm better than some loser like that!

[triskeled]

[His gaze zeros in on Jackson's neck again and a thick eyebrow arches subtly. If the kid only knew... Derek smirks something smug, like he knows something Jackson doesn't....which Jackson does not!]

Yeah? Prove it, and I don't mean by being an obnoxious dick.