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[sassiopath]

I would like to lodge a complaint that you are incapable of drawing out what was going through your mind during that play. The world truly does need artwork of Derek as Santa with his little puppies as surly and cranky elves.

Also, the new icons of my younger self are much appreciated. Thank you.

Comments

[better]

Right. [and all the seeds just get planted deeper. Go ahead and turn to him. Go on.]

[garou]

That doesn't mean I trust him. [ Anymore. ]

[better]

What does it mean? [Because it certainly seems a bit overly co-dependent.]

[garou]

It means that I need his help. He's the only living werewolf I know who knows what they're doing. [ Relatively speaking. ]

[better]

Why don't we just leave?

[garou]

...This is my home.

[better]

Your home? [There MIGHT okay, there is a LOT of doubt in that word.]

The Argents, the fire, all the crazy shit that goes on here? This isn't a home, Derek. This is a panic room.

[garou]

It's home. It's mine. And I have to stay here and make sure it stays that way.

[better]

You're going to die here, Derek.

[garou]

Probably.

[better]

[Her face falls a bit, mouth drawing into a tight line, because that means they'd be there when he did. That is seriously depressing.]

[garou]

[ He sees that. ] I'm not planning on doing that any time soon.

[better]

Could've fooled me.

[garou]

Hey!

[better]

You have a habit of getting in the middle of everything, Derek.

[garou]

Not by choice.

[better]

Staying here is a choice.

[garou]

Okay, yes, it is. But the Kanima wasn't.

[better]

[Jackson. Why couldn't he have just stayed normal and part of the pack? Silly lizard.]

I still don't like it.

[garou]

You don't have to stay forever. Promise.

[better]

You shouldn't make promises, Derek.