Stiles Stilinski (
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eachdraidh2014-05-26 01:04 pm
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Video - Seelie/Unseelie
[He might have thought to lock it if he hadn't been so excited with his news.]
Oh my god! Okay, okay. So maybe this place isn't so bad. I got magic. That's apparently my gifty boon thing for getting my ass handed to me by the invading hoard.
[He pauses, blinking and grinning down at the locket.]
I'm actually living a video game now. I feel like I just leveled up. Now all I need's a familiar. But look. Look!
[He waves around a staff, then points the locket at the books that had arrived with the staff, symbols emblazoned on them and looking exactly like what they were; spell books.]
Dude, I'm a freaking magician. Wizard? Sorcerer? I don't really know yet, but I can do stuff. See?
[He'd already poured through part of a book and had memorized one incantation. He repeated it, the tip of his staff glowing before the comforter on his bed caught fire.]
Oh... uh, no. No, shit. No, wait I didn't, hey! Hey! Stop. Finito! FLAME OFF! FLAME! OFF!
[He drops the locket and the staff and goes to pull the comforter off to toss in the fireplace. Have fun watching that debacle.]
Oh my god! Okay, okay. So maybe this place isn't so bad. I got magic. That's apparently my gifty boon thing for getting my ass handed to me by the invading hoard.
[He pauses, blinking and grinning down at the locket.]
I'm actually living a video game now. I feel like I just leveled up. Now all I need's a familiar. But look. Look!
[He waves around a staff, then points the locket at the books that had arrived with the staff, symbols emblazoned on them and looking exactly like what they were; spell books.]
Dude, I'm a freaking magician. Wizard? Sorcerer? I don't really know yet, but I can do stuff. See?
[He'd already poured through part of a book and had memorized one incantation. He repeated it, the tip of his staff glowing before the comforter on his bed caught fire.]
Oh... uh, no. No, shit. No, wait I didn't, hey! Hey! Stop. Finito! FLAME OFF! FLAME! OFF!
[He drops the locket and the staff and goes to pull the comforter off to toss in the fireplace. Have fun watching that debacle.]
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['But you don't seem the type who can just go for leisurely month or two long strolls and be okay with it' didn't quite leave his mouth.]
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[ she bites her bottom lip. ] I don't want Ser Gendry thinking I have no faith in him.
[ and her so much as entertaining stiles' criticism seems to lead her in that direction. or at least paints her with that brush. ]
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He can just be a good boy and get you back here.
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I suppose -- I suppose I'm surprised you care so much. [ she comes from a different world and she is nothing to stiles. why should gendry's ability to look after her even matter? ]
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Why wouldn't I? You're stuck here, same as me. You don't want to be here, same as me. You didn't do anything to deserve being here, and you're not one of these fairy people. That makes us sort of the same and that means we stick together. Look out for each other. Even though I'd give Gendry sourface a hard time, I'd still have his back if it came down to it. Just like I'm about... eighty percent sure he'd have mine, if only he could rub it in my face later that he saved my butt.
It's just logic, Alayne. And you seem like a nice person.
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but at one point she cannot help herself. in a fit of girlish surprise, her worries flutter away and she laughs. or (at least) she offers a muffled giggle. and in a careful whisper: ] He does have a sour face at times, doesn't he?
[ oh. she shouldn't have said that. ]
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[Stiles has a little chuckle himself, giving her a wide smile.]
Yeah, he does, and he likely knows it. And I'd tell him to that sourface himself. But I'm used to people who're perma-scowlers not being totally bad guys. Gendry can be a bit of a jerk, but I think he's got his reasons. And he could have just jabbed me in the gut with his sword, but he didn't, so he's not all bad.
[That was Stiles-speak for 'I don't mind him. He's a good guy'.]
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and so her voice is soon an even tone of politeness and distance. but even so the curiousity remains: ] He could have? How so?
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He sort of ran into me trying to practice with a sword for the first time and I sort of suck. So... yeah.
wow my html.
I suppose you've less need for it. Now.
I do it all the time.
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[ it's spoken a little wryly. as if she knows what she's saying, how she's saying it, and how obvious it already is. ]
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[Instead of him being a dumbass and setting his bed on fire.]
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I thought that was only between brothers -- [ because certainly her brothers behaved like that. but all men? hmm!
except alayne stone has no brothers, she thinks. none that she ought know about. ]
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Because we're guys.
[Roshambo, anyone?]
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[ this is like a whole secret world unfolding before her. she knew that the codes and games of the court were dangerous, but this is a whole new batch of confusing. ]
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[Welcome to the land of 'Crazy shit guys do', Sansa. Enjoy your stay.]
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