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[murdernotarson]

 Seriously. You give me a kid for a mun and expect me to get anything done? 

You clearly don't know the idiots I've been dealing with lately.

Oh well. I've got to admit... It's pretty nice not to be dead anymore. Maybe I'll have mun up there take me out for dinner and a game.... or play on those silly threads for a while.

After I figure out if he's good enough at following my instructions. Simple one mun is, what a shame.

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[murdernotarson]

Oh Derek! You brought me a friend!

[She reaches over, grabs Stiles's chin, and pulls him closer to inspect.]

And his eyes are even prettier than the baby wolf's. You have such good taste.

[triskeles]

[ Okay, that would've startled an amused sound out of him if Kate didn't touch him. If he wasn't bristled before, he is now, and there's no stopping the snarl.

His fingers clench tight into fists, as he resists the urge to reach out to rip Stiles back and away from her. It's a very, very strong urge. ]

I do now. Let go of him, Kate.

[hypercompetent]

[Stiles doesn't flinch away when she grabs his chin--he looks down his nose at her, nothing but contempt in his eyes for a minute.]

Do you always ogle minors, or is that just your step-up crime?

[And then, he brings his hand up, batting her arm off of his chin, not taking a single step backwards.]

[murdernotarson]

[Oh Derek. Sweetie. He's yours?

Kate looks at Derek, smiling open-mouthed as she licks the inside of her teeth, before pursing her lips as she looks at Stiles, moving her hands to her back pockets to sit under her belt.

Which, by the way, is armed.]

You are cute! And such a smart tongue. I gotta admit, I like this one, Derek.

[She leans nice and close, grinning from ear to ear.] Maybe I want him for myself.

[triskeles]

[ He might be a little proud of Stiles for barely reacting to her, but otherwise Derek is more on edge than he's ever been around Kate since after the fire. The desire to rip her throat out is even stronger now. ]

I wouldn't suggest that. [ For more reasons than he cares to admit. ] He's chatty, talks the pack's ears off.

[ Do not reach for him Derek do not reach for him don't do it don't. ]

[hypercompetent]

Yeah, guess you could say it's a change of pace.

[He gestures back with his head to Derek.]


Besides, you're totally not my type. I'm really not into cougar zombies with a penchant for murdering innocents. Kind of a turn off.

[murdernotarson]

Oh, but sweetie!

He never told you? Derek was quite the talker.

In and out of bed.

[She smirks, giving a huff of a laugh.]

But I guess he never had the balls to take you with him, now did he. You look like you could use a few rounds under the sheets.

[triskeles]

And look where that got me.

[ Derek's smile is vicious, more of a snarl than a human expression. It rivals the earlier ones, and he leans in near Stiles' shoulder towards her.

There's no comment to the latter part from her, because that's none of her business. ]

[hypercompetent]

[It doesn't take much to literally feel Derek vibrating with tension behind him--Stiles can't really blame him. He kind of wants to choke Kate and it wasn't his family that got caught up in that nightmare.

Not to mention that comment. Jesus.]

Okay, one, super invasive. Two, I don't care. Three, that's really not any of your damn business, and four, I'm getting really damn tired of people who are supposed to be dead not staying that way.