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Some of them big and curious, others squinted with suspicion whilst far too many dusted were with that steel blue hue. The hatred visible not only visible on those weary faces, the acidic scent laced with rotten cedarwood hugged these people like a tight boa constricting around them, tighter and tigher... Derek took a last hlance towards the old lady scoffing at them, flashing tips of his fangs at her with the tiniest tint of ble swirling around his pupils. Snorting at the fear draining all of those colors from her, the wolf turned his attention back to Lavi, adding with an assuring tone."They can't change the fact you're welcome here, don't mind them. They've just seen a lot."
Bored eyes lazily darted around ; each unfriendly face commited to memory and shoved into a mental folder in mere seconds. The redhead straightened from his slouchy posture but mantained his shoulders relaxed ; hands still deep into the jacket pockets -- non threatening... while unprovoked. It was like stepping out of the tub after a warm bath. The air cooling rapidly your naked skin till goosebumbs made their appearance and reality hit you into gettting dressed and ready for the world outside that bubbly piece of heaven rapidly disappearing through the drain. Jarring. But always familiar.
"Oh, I don't mind 'em." The nonchalance wasn't faked this time around ; which suited him just fine given how he was surrounded by lycans that would sense such lie. Lavi was used to being looked at, judged and disliked by many. Far too often he didn't even need to open his mouth for it. Mouth that slowly curled, amused at the irony. All these wolves flashing their fangs and glowy eyes far too accustomed to being the predator. Blue, golden... red. But to a bird a cat was the predator as well. Wonder what'd happen with a little bit of green in the mix. He kept the thought entirely to himself, yet his mirth didn't vanish. "It's kinda cute. But I bet'cha I've seen more."
There was an awkward tugging and stumbling around, the male was doing his best to somehow calm his damn nerves which seemed to be all over the place; crawling all over his skin like fire ants. Every bite and scratch zipped through his system like lightning, sending the need to move-just MOVE somewhat or somewhere. Exactly like now, books flipping and falling from nimble fingers, gaze directed anywhere but at the redhead. “Also, I mouth off when I’m nervous and I’ve got a mouth on me. Seriously, it’s got a mind of its own. I’m really worried it wants to go solo.” Waving a particularly thicker book in his hand, Stiles stopped to glance at the title, almost letting out a high-pitched screech as he saw what he was holding, before putting it down very-very slowly. "Yeah ok, my dad might take you to jail for this one. This is ... criminal offense to anyone's eyes, murder of the cornea .. imidate blindness.." Pushing the item away with one finger until it was fully covered by darkness. "Ew."
Leaning against a shelf, Lavi watched in silence whilst Stiles floundered around. Awkwardly attempting to cover up nerves of unknown origin just yet -- though he could feel his own curiosity perking up with each passing second. Could be the teen's way of trying to sneak away one of his... ocult books. Could be that he was in trouble somehow. If so, where was his so called bestfriend, huh? By the fifth time a book hit harshly against a surface it really shouldn't ; the Exorcist smoothered his face from the grimace it had settled into and moved to stand instead in front of the Sheriff's son.
" I get it, y' don't like intense romance novels like Mrs. Dolores does." Tilting his head, Lavi regarded him with a knowing smile ; arms slowly folding across his chest. " Thought we were long past the time y' felt scared or wary 'bout me, buddy." Then again, maybe he had been quite mistaken there. After all, it wasn't like he didn't tend to express fully his own distaste for the local Alpha on the daily. Thing is, that didn't mean such feeling was directed to the whole pack of misfits. Those dwellings drew a tired sigh from his lips and he shifted from his position ; walking around the teen ( or prowling, some would say -- for his mannerisms hadn't changed that much ) idly picking another book from the floor.
" Stiles... if her lookin' for Derek, I'm afraid t' say he ain't 'ere. If y' want a book, there's no need t' steal. I will lend it t' ya, never let it be said I stopped y' from gainin' more knowledge." He straightened to his full height again before regaling the other another glance filled with lazy interest. "Where's yer sidekick? Are y' in trouble ?"
The feeling in his chest seemed to suffocate him as it blossomed, emotions unfolding as does every petal of a flower spreading inside him whilst happiness washed over him; seeing Lavi react as he did, Derek drank it in as if it were his sunlight. Seeking more of it, craving it desperately to remain there on the edge of his horizon, because without it there would be so much cold darkness residing within. "Looks like you're stuck with this pest, poor you huh." The sound of slow footsteps soon changed to the pitter-patter of paws, following the redhead before the lycan decided to slip through the gap of Lavi's legs, halting only to look back. Shifting to his wolf self gave him a few advantages, one of those was also that his glee remained somewhat hidden, only the excitement shown by wagging of the tail; a little bark covering the laughter. The other male was no longer standing tall there, long limbs sprawled on the ground without much grace. Derek tilted his head to the side before inching closer, although it was almost impossible, there was a smirk drawn on the fur-covered snout.
The air in Lavi's lungs escaped through his mouth in the form of a grunt when his back unexpectedly hit the hard ground. He inmediately sat up like a vampire popping out of it's coffin after a long day-nap with a bewildered expression that could have been comical for anyone who wouldn't know to pin point the way his limbs tightened ( ready to start throwing punches... or knives ) before relaxing once emerald hues zeroed onto the wolf in front of him. " When did ya --" With a blink, he turned to check over his shoulder -- finding Derek's clothes in a heap on the floor. The lycan clearly loved to wear his fur. Too bad that meant he often ended up completely nude afterwards. Such a friggin' nudist.
The thought had the Exorcist throwing his head back ; a boisterous laugh breaking the forest's peace. Next, however, he switched on his act -- amping it up as he pressed a hand to his chest with clear dramatism. " Oh, my..." A snicker trailed off for the second or two that took him to school his features into the epitome of innocence and surprise. " Grandmother, dear. What big teeth y' -- No, I can't. I just can't, yer just too cute. Look it !" Unable to stop himself, he began gesticulating wildly towards the wolf as if the sole presence of it standing in front of him was enough to offend him somehow. Truthfully, it kind of did. And only because of... " The... the fluff ! Ugh."
Flopping down onto his back for the second time that day, the redhead knew he now represented the picture of utter defeat. " I've developed a weakness."
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Hard lines softened around those steel blue eyes, the vivid shimmer fading into an inviting twinkle of golden sun peeking through the awakening sky. Taking a deep breath, Derek's gaze shifted from the now empty space where once the sturdy home of his family used to stand, filled with children's giggles and lonesome howls of a lost wolf; it now was nothing more but a memory living freely in the depths of his heart. The lycan did not flinch as his eyes met those of emerald green, what he had next to say was no lie, perhaps a tad corny but hell.. who knew what tomorrow will bring. "You are home, you have been, ever since we met”
Lavi had walked into the glade ; usual cheer more subdued but genuine these days. Green eyes sadder but forever clear and perceptive whilst the trees thinned and Derek finally stood in front of him. It was the color of electric blue that put a pause to his own footsteps. It was harder, to decipher the meaning of that look when those hues took that otherworldly shine. He wanted to call it cold, but that wasn't precisely an adjetive that he'd ever attach to the wolf.
So he stayed put like a good soldier. Tilted his head slightly in an unnecessary show of pale skin till the glow slowly faded and only then, the Exorcist got closer. " Why were those laterns out?" Both cusiosity and confusion filled the whisper that he knew would be heard without issue. Yet he could feel his face relaxing ; furrowed brows and lightly pursed mouth washed away like disturbed sand after a wave when the reply ( or was it ?) followed.
At first, he only stared at the lycan. Blinked once, as if that could quell the roaring in his head ; his heart -- then smiled slightly. This fuckin' idiot. Lowering his chin, he snorted. Shaked his head. Bashful. Shit. Another adjetive that had never, ever, applied to him. Suddenly, he became aware ( not like he tended to forget but it was the kind of knowledge that was so evident it was often ignored ) of what exactly was standing next to him. Not an average human, the stupid asshole with super senses was no doubt picking up in every different mushy emotion he had somehow unlocked so damn rudely. "... What y' even sayin', jesus." Raising a hand to cover half his face, he whirled around -- and without his usual grace stalked away. " My god, y' pest."
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A heavy grunt came from the lycan, chest heaving up and down the harder he tried to push, veins on the forehead showing up as a deep contour. Large hands gripped the body next to him, pulling the redhead closer , fearing that at any second that touch might become just the last. "Ugh... screw this. We're doing it our way!Lavi!"
Don't harm it. That had been the order the teen Alpha delivered to the bunch of them, before they split. It had been a bullshit command in his opinion since the beginning, and currently -- Lavi couldn't help but reafirm such sentiment as a yell escaped his throat ; overshadowed by the raging roar of the beast cornering them and Derek's answering growl. To say the situation wasn't going well, was an understatement. Rock dug into his back whilst he pushed at the lycan's back who in turn was trying to both shield him and push the creature away. Futile. The noise, the fangs, claws swinging around and lack of personal space was starting to feel overwhelming. The bear-like shape of the thing? Terrifying.
"That a fuckin' chupacabra?!" They were going to die. " We are goin' t'die !" A giant friggin blood sucker. Of course that'd be his luck. And he would have to watch Derek go first, too. Because as usual, the guy had the self preservation instincts of a pissed off bee. Too busy dwelling on that thought, he almost missed his name being called out. The ring to it making obvious one wonderful thing: the werewolf was done following stupid orders. Thank fuck.
A sudden burst of adrenaline prompted a manic laugh from him in reply before his hands moved from pushing at Derek's back to gripping his shoulders tightly. "Yes, sir !" The next moment he jumped ; knees tight against the other's sides, caging the were's ribcage to give himself some leverage whilst he faced the beast for the very first time -- shit -- needing to see where he would be exactly aiming at. Soon, sharp teeth encountered hard metal instead of empty air on their next bitting attempt. Metal that didn't take a second to heat up, incandescent. " Gouka Kaijin --"
At least they could tell Scott ; they actually tried.
