[Charlie isn't in the right shirt. Not that she's aware of this. At present, she;s curled up in Stiles bed, after one very...interesting and pretty awesome night, still almost entirely sound asleep in just her underwear and a shirt that really was not hers. And she looks pretty content.
There's no expression of unease on her face as there usually is when she slept. It's actually a pretty alright stretch of sleep she'd gotten, even if it was only a few hours.
She rolls over on the bed, frowning at the way the shirt twists around her. She opens her eyes to look, blinking sleepily for a moment. Yup. Definitely not her shirt. She didn't own anything that said 'Mac and Cheese' on it.]
Hmm.
[What an intelligent and well thought out reaction, Charlie. 'Hmm'. So insightful. She looks again at the shirt as she stretches out on her stomach, buries her face in her arms to stifle a yawn and sighs softly. It seems as though 'hmm' is all she's capable of getting out.]
[Has Stiles slept? Probably. Definitely. Especially after last night. Though waking up next to someone? That is new. Brand new and kind of amazing and confusing all at once.]
[there's a photograph of what was their log. it's...really just a pile of ash and cinders. how mad was she? Well]
IT WAS THAT WOMAN THE ONE THE NOGITUSNE REALLY HATES HATE HER TOO I DO I REALLY REALLY HAT EHER ^HAT GOD DAMN IT I MEANT HATE LIKE A LOT REALLY AM SORRY ABOUT THE LOG BUT I HAD TO SCARE HER OFF DON'T TALK TO HER. WARN SCOTT WARN LYDIA THIS BITCH I SWEAR TO GOD
[Some days, Charlie and Stiles see each other often. Other days, they miss each other entirely and just see each other at bed time. Today seemed like one of those days so Charlie makes a super quick stop in the Merchant Dome for two things;
1: A bag of blue, square shaped candies about half an inch in size, that have a tag on them saying each one was a different flavor. They're solid on the outside, sort of like a jawbreaker, and the middle melts almost immediately.
2: A decent sized book of mythology from around the universe. She figures it's something they can read together.
This is set on his side of the bed with a note.]
Enjoy the book and the candy. See you when I get home. Let me know when you find these! I'll be at the saloon until late. Love you, Charlie
Rex Lewis just pulled a gun on me and fired because he thought I was someone called Cover Girl. P. sure if I hadn't thrown a serious wall of heat up, my brains would be on the side of the Merchant Dome. please tell me you're you or I quit today entirely.
[Charlie's powers were back and anyone that knew her would know this wasn't something she was okay with. However, she's learned here that it's best to not dwell. It's best to shift focus if only to see the problem a different way later.
It was about 2 AM. She wasn't sleeping and, as far as she knew, neither was Stiles. While Charlie wasn't exactly prone to impulsive actions, this was something she needed. She pulled herself out of bed, reaching for clothes and pulling them on and hurrying out to the kitchen as quietly as she could. This was also something that wasn't common for her, so she was really hoping Stiles would follow.
She had a plan and she wanted him to be a part of it.]
[His own abilities and powers were back, and while the Nogitsune was glad for that he was also a little concerned that this would make things more difficult. There really wasn't a sign that Stiles was going to resurface anytime soon.
Still. When she got up and headed towards the kitchen, he was curious. Enough to follow. To keep up the ruse he was who he claimed to be.]
That was kind of ridiculous of you to think I'd turn to a soul-eater for help in getting you out of Stiles. What kind of person do you take me for, honestly? I know full well it'd end badly for all involved except her.
[Moving, they told him, would come back slowly. He might be able to to manage it later, but actual walking around on his own? Probably not going to happen until tomorrow at the earliest. He was, he was pretty sure, taking this a lot better than he would be if they hadn't given him what he was pretty sure was enough sedatives to calm down a rampaging werewolf.
But he'd needed it. Apparently. And honestly, he was still on the edge of panic, even with all the drugs. The only thing that would move right were his fingers. Even talking was not quite his friend. And that was basically all he did.]
[Lydia has finally been let in. She is frantic to see him and actually bursts into tears when she sees that he's awake. Instinctively she knows just by looking at his eyes that this is Stiles, and she's so relieved those tears just can't be held back.]
Hey, mind if we skip school again for a day soon? I don't much feel like leaving the yurt. That guy's gross and I'm a bit creeped out. I'm also alarmed I called myself and my ability 'fucking awesome'.
[ Stiles will fine a small package wrapped in newspaper in an easy to find place at work. His name is on it.
Inside he will find a leather cord with two charms on it. One is a wolf's tooth wrapped in gold wire and next to it, wrapped in the same wire, is a piece of almandine garnet.
Stiles may know or It will be easy to figure out this stone is known to help with panic, protect against negativity, and to help with willpower and psychic resistance.]
Okay so..first? Thanks for calling out Alec on his 'example.' No one asked him for a demonstration.
Second, this John guy is very familiar and I have a theory. I'm like...ninety-percent sure this John is just an alternate version of our former English teacher. He's just missing the manic laugh and the really thick Australian accent.
And he's young. But, whatever. I mean if another me has ice powers, I don't see why this isn't him.
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