[Christ, wear a bell around your neck or something! She nods and steps inside, taking a look around - like she expects Stiles to just pop up from around the corner and go SURPRISE, SUCKER. It doesn't happen.
She spins around to face Derek.] Usually I'd make a comment about loving what you've done with the place, but let's skip that.
Nothing! [His might not be a menacing step, but hers is. As is it a slightly menacing waggle of her finger in his direction, before she feels ridiculous and ends up clenching her fists at her sides.]
And something tells me the sworn secrecy had a lot to do with you.
Well, you better get him a damn cupcake, because he did a good job keeping the secret. [And she did push, once or twice! Her instinct never fails her, and now the tunnels make sense, the vaguely canine smell makes sense (even if there were no dogs in the tunnels), and maybe even some of the growling and grunting makes sense!
And she'd really take a moment, usually, to go over the wow factor of this revelation, but Derek ruins all things and tells her bad words.] Killer druid? And by we do you mean you or mostly Stiles? [It's always the one without the supernatural power to get targeted first, no matter how much they can contribute. She can only think of Alan, in this moment - the Circle knew exactly who was whose weakness, and if a few magicians know subterfuge, surely werewolves do too.]
[Fine. But only because if she doesn't sit down she'll start pacing, and that won't get her nowhere. Except when she does sit down on the couch, all the worry kind of doubles.]
[All she knows about Scott is that he's Stiles' best friend, and she was rudely abandoned when he came to the City, just saying. I know you read this, Sarah. And Allison seemed nice, from the very short conversation they had.]
Like a werewolf hunter, or like a duck hunter? How does that even work, do people even do star-crossed romance anymore? [Asks the girl with the Romeo & Juliet would've never lasted t-shirt.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
action;
Mae.
[He heads up to the porch, and opens the door, and nods over to the couch]
Go in.
action;
She spins around to face Derek.] Usually I'd make a comment about loving what you've done with the place, but let's skip that.
action;
What has Stiles told you?
action;
And something tells me the sworn secrecy had a lot to do with you.
action;
[He doesn't seem impressed.]
Mae, sit down.
action;
[A pause.] I'm standing. You're being far too ominous right now, and I'd rather be standing.
action;
We're werewolves. Not Stiles. But Scott. Me. Isaac. We're werewolves.
action;
I see. Okay. [She grows silent for a really long time, and then blurts out,] I had a feeling.
action;
He goes home, and there's a pack of alpha werewolves who want to see a killer druid dead, and we're the people in the middle.
[He crosses his arms over his chest]
action;
And she'd really take a moment, usually, to go over the wow factor of this revelation, but Derek ruins all things and tells her bad words.] Killer druid? And by we do you mean you or mostly Stiles? [It's always the one without the supernatural power to get targeted first, no matter how much they can contribute. She can only think of Alan, in this moment - the Circle knew exactly who was whose weakness, and if a few magicians know subterfuge, surely werewolves do too.]
action;
Me. And Scott. And Stiles' dad, now.
action;
God.
action;
Mostly Lydia's friend.
[He really does not care about 90% of these teen dramas but he needs to divulge this so]
action;
Like a werewolf hunter, or like a duck hunter? How does that even work, do people even do star-crossed romance anymore? [Asks the girl with the Romeo & Juliet would've never lasted t-shirt.]
action;
Werewolf hunter. Her whole family is.
action;
Is she going to be a threat?
action;
She shouldn't. They have a code, and she follows it. They don't hunt us if we don't hurt people.
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
[Pause]
I also told him that his room at the Welcome center smelled like porn.
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
: action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;
action;