Stiles Stilinski (
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asgardeventide2014-01-12 03:13 pm
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Video - Day 386
[Stiles' face shows up on the screen and he's looking maybe just a little worse for wear. There's lines around his eyes and he looks like he hasn't been sleeping well.]
So, the timing on this could be better. I'll be jumping on the wagon to Alfheim tomorrow morning and, um, I need a favor.
[He really should have locked this from his dad, but he hadn't really been on his game when he'd decided to make this.]
Could someone come in and check up on Scott while I'm gone? He went all grey and we can't find his bracelet. I've got him sort of... tied up to his bed, but I need someone to come by and make sure he eats and uh, you know, bathroom stuff.
[Anyone who knew him could see this wasn't an easy thing to ask. Someone was feeling especially guilty at the moment.]
I can't leave him like that, so if no one can do it, I'll just have to, ah, let him go. But with all this going on right now...
I'd just really appreciate a little help. I'll owe someone. Hugely.
[There's a pause, then Stiles looks directly into the screen instead of letting his eyes jump all around it.]
Please.
So, the timing on this could be better. I'll be jumping on the wagon to Alfheim tomorrow morning and, um, I need a favor.
[He really should have locked this from his dad, but he hadn't really been on his game when he'd decided to make this.]
Could someone come in and check up on Scott while I'm gone? He went all grey and we can't find his bracelet. I've got him sort of... tied up to his bed, but I need someone to come by and make sure he eats and uh, you know, bathroom stuff.
[Anyone who knew him could see this wasn't an easy thing to ask. Someone was feeling especially guilty at the moment.]
I can't leave him like that, so if no one can do it, I'll just have to, ah, let him go. But with all this going on right now...
I'd just really appreciate a little help. I'll owe someone. Hugely.
[There's a pause, then Stiles looks directly into the screen instead of letting his eyes jump all around it.]
Please.
[Private]
I'm- I'm not even going to answer that. [He sighs.] Yes, you're going to have to trust me not to die.
[Private]
[Private]
[Isaac just sort of nonchalantly shrugs.]
Why haven't you moved in with us, no you don't know any of our friends or the fact that we're in relationships, no I haven't seen or heard from you in ages, and before that- I dunno, awhile again.
[There's a pause.]
It's fine. It took me, like, six months, but I think I get it now. Our relationship.
[Private]
If you get it, then shed some light on it.
[Private]
[But Isaac just laughs, a little sadly.]
When Scott said you were just using us for power, back at the ice rink, you didn't deny it. Well, we can't give you any power here- we're not pack, are we? Part of you feels responsible for us, and I know you care... [He's seen Derek, watched the look of concern on his face as the other man took in his injuries after the first attack.]
But for the most part, we can't do anything for you. We're not even connected anymore, are we? Hah. [The laugh is self deprecating, and Isaac just lowers his eyes from the screen.] We've probably just been two idiots from home, annoying you all this time.
[Private]
they shouldn't be bound to him here, when he can't be what they need him to be anymore than they can be what he needs. ]
Erica asked me to be more there for you both. [ beat. ] I don't know how to do that.
[ might as well admit it, since he's already had this conversation with one. ]
But that doesn't mean you're annoying, or that I don't want anything to do with you.
[Private] i... didn't get a notif for this. I'm sorry!
Consider your obligation to me absolved then. [That's the only way he can think that this can happen with any semblance of fairness.] You don't owe me anything, especially not your presence. You want to stay around, okay- I'd like that actually... but if I have to tell you how to care about us then it just makes the whole thing pointless.
[A pause, and Isaac looks down toward his feet, taking a deep breath.]
No hard feelings either way. You get an- I dunno, a get-out-of-pack-free card.