#tua.

⋆ ⁺ ₊ ⋆ ☀︎ showing affection // @tempportal

"i'll have you know that it was not about us liking the same person. truly, it was less about the boy and more about being pissed that i had to perform my humanity - had to prove it - in front of guadalupe ochoa of all people. she's literally a werewolf and she's calling me out on my status as a hybrid when her parents literally have the 'little red riding hood fell in love with the big bad wolf' love story going on, effectively making her a hybrid as well."

udyati rolls her eyes and rolls them again for good measure. if hunters ever did decide to attack, neither of them would be safe. none of them would be spared. but guadalupe conveniently forgets that every time she gets into a scuffle with udyati.

"and of course i'm the one getting nailed to the wall like a bug because why would the teachers ever listen to me when they can just take someone else's word for it immediately?" she crosses her arms. "if i really wanted lupe ochoa dead, her parents would open the door to a bedazzled bodybag right about now."

"you're better than that," luther says as he ambles past, catching the tail end of their conversation.

"i try to be, uncle luther," udyati mutters as he vanishes into another room.

from yet another room in the house, rhythmic thunks can be heard as diego throws his knives around, hitting bull's eye each time. then his voice sounds: "if i were you, i wouldn't bring that up during the meeting with the principal or dean or whoever the fuck it is that called you into their office. besides, if someone talks shit about the people i love---" the name patch goes unsaid but udyati hears it all the same. "---i'd start swinging too."

udyati shouts back a sincere thank you for understanding, uncle diego! and looks at five again.

it's not just that, she tells him. it's also the fact that lupe is very good at re-opening wounds, widening cracks and finding what's hidden deep inside those crevices. it's probably a werewolf thing. enhanced senses and all that.

five ruffles her hair. "i would come along myself but i am very aware that people ask questions. moronic questions, yes, but questions all the same. for something like this, allison is probably your best bet, seeing as your mother is still out of town." udyati gives him a grateful smile and nods her head.

for a moment, she's quiet. then she asks: "what about uncle klaus? where is he at anyway?"