Video - Seelie/Unseelie

[teenyoda]

[Stiles hasn't used the lockets until today, a day spent flicking mostly through the posts and seeing how to actually work this thing and, oh, okay. Like that. It was like a weird magical phone set to Skype. Okay. He could do that.

Smile into the camera, Stiles.]

Hey there, uh, fairy people. And non-fairy people. And, uh, the draconically inclined. Or furry. I don't... just... hi. So, in light of the whole worm thing, which by the way, eww, I have a question. Since there seem to be a lot of, um, not exactly human people around and ones who have skills with like, swords and magic and stuff, ah, what... hypothetically speaking, would someone who was just a regular, normal, average human be able to do here? You know, besides hiding under tables and throwing rocks ineffectively?

[This was a very important question, Drabwurld. He wasn't a werewolf or a wizard or witch or... any of the multitude of people here that he'd run into. His coordination was subpar and, well, he didn't really have any skills that included cutting the heads off of giant worms or not getting eaten by dragons if they felt the need.]

Just, ah, I guess just reply here, if you want. Or leave a message if you're looking at it later. 'Kay. Uh, thanks.

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[altercate]

[ there is a frustrated pause. ]

I told you to stop putting words in my mouth, and find a way to help that isn't going to end with you getting eaten by killer worms.

[ he doesn't say that stiles almost died. that's a level of concern derek isn't comfortable airing publically. ]

[teenyoda]

I'm all for not winding up being digested, partially or fully, by anything. I just don't know what that is. But sending me off to go do something stupid and useless isn't going to help me or you or anyone who's actually out there, Derek.

I'm not a front liner, but I'm not useless.

[altercate]

Then don't go make a bat.

[ sharply, though stiles has a point. derek knows he has a point, but it's just-- ]

Take Allison up on her offer.

[ are you really surprised derek was creeping on your conversations. ]

[teenyoda]

Are you--

Dude. Are you stalking my calls?

[SUBJECT CHANGE.]

[altercate]

I'm giving you advice.

[ so yes. ]

[teenyoda]

By... stalking my calls. That's good. Nice to know. Worried I'm secretly plotting with Peter or Deucalion?

private.

[altercate]

Don't be ridiculous.

[ casually locking this, rather than have aforementioned duo rubbernecking. ]

Perma-Private

[teenyoda]

Right. Sure.

You don't think it's all out of me, do you?

[altercate]

[ a pause, then quieter ]

Are you talking about the nogitsune?

[teenyoda]

No, I'm talking about my sexual frustration.

...

Yes, I'm talking about the nogitsune.

[altercate]

It's out of you, Stiles.

[ firmly, sincere. ]

[teenyoda]

Is it? Is all of it out of me?

[Say hello to his recent personal fear, Derek.]

[altercate]

Yes. There's nothing left.

[ derek understands, knows why stiles needs the reassurance. derek's very rarely people's first choice for this, but it's stiles. just like with scott, derek tries to find the right words, rather than brush them off. ]

[teenyoda]

If you say so.

[Clearly Stiles wasn't a hundred percent convinced. It was mostly because of his nightmares lately, but there as always going to be that worry. That he was still a little unclean, still had blood on his hands.]

[altercate]

I do.

[ derek understands it, the guilt, the responsibility, the way it ate at you. he doesn't want that for stiles. his tone is firm, doesn't waver. ]

It's gone, Stiles. It's done.

[teenyoda]

[He nods, but it's kind of just an auto response.]

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

[altercate]

I wouldn't humor you. Not for something like this.

[ a beat. ]

You can trust me.

[teenyoda]

[He took a minute to look at Derek through the locket before giving a slower nod.]

I know I can, Derek.

[For the most part. It had been a bit surprising to learn that Derek's first instinct hadn't been to kill Stiles when he'd shown he wasn't really himself anymore. He'd half expected that.]

[altercate]

Alright then.

[ faintly awkward, like derek isn't sure where to go from here. ]

Let Allison teach you.

[ and then he hangs up, before he accidentally starts squabbling with stiles again. ]