彡 001 [day 475] text/action } { patience is a virtue, until it's silence burns you

[impetere]

[text - locked to anyone from beacon hills]

[She would have just locked it to the pack, but she knows that Lydia and Allison are there too, somewhere, and while she doesn't know how much contact Derek had with them, if it was a lot they should know too.

So.

She also doesn't know of Derek had any friends outside the pack but it was Derek so she doesn't think the odds are high.]

Derek's gone. I'm taking the dog.

[In case any of you were wondering about the fate of Derek's wolf cub that is being renamed. SHE IS NOT OWNING A PET NAMED AFTER HERSELF.]

[text - locked to scott mccall]

Peter's gone too. Thought you should know.

[Scott's the only one who gets this because she doubts that anyone else would care. Not that Scott particularly cares for the right reasons at least his response probably won't be something along the lines of "good riddance."]

[action - open - the general vicinity of sigyn]

[After that bit of business is done and she finishes staring at the frost all over everything, she bundles up a little (she doesn't exactly have a coat, but she does manage a sweatshirt) and takes the cub formerly known as Cora for a walk. The cool air feels good, and while the frost all over everything is a little worrisome, she's not exactly planning on wandering far from Sigyn.

The cub sniffs her way through the streets, not straying far from her side, but not exactly keeping too close either. Eventually she'll find a bench to sit on for a bit, just getting some air and letting the cold clear her head a bit. Then when she's too cold to deal with it anymore, she scoops up her dog, cuddling her to her chest for warmth as she makes her way back, just before it starts to snow.

Maybe, when the weather is less crappy, they'll actually have the time to go to the park.]

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[valorem]

[There goes any chance for them to ever speak again. It's fine, he supposes. Derek must have really been done with him then. And that's fine. Really. Boyd will go ahead and focus on the more important part of this message.]

There's a dog?

[impetere]

Technically she's a wolf cub. But calling her a dog pisses Stiles off.

[She has a sense of what he's thinking but they won't talk about that now. Not on the filter where everyone can see it, but maybe later, when they were alone and pretending that they don't have a lot of feelings about this.]

[valorem]

I'll remember that.

[impetere]

Good. She's pretty sweet, if you want to meet her.

[valorem]

Are you with her now?

[impetere]

Yeah. We went for a walk but I'm heading back to the house.

[valorem]

K. See you back at the house.

[impetere]

[And eventually she will wander back, puppy in her arms who is, by now, wiggling to be free and explore her new digs. She waits until she closes the door with her foot before putting her down, letting her scamper off and sniff everything. She does manage to keep her contained to the living room for now - there are lots of smells, lots of things to catalog.

Cora, in the meantime, is just going to sit cross-legged on the couch and try to keep out of her own head.]

[valorem]

[Boyd emerges from the other room shortly after she arrives. He spares the puppy a glance as it runs around the living room before settling on the other side of the couch. He doesn't say anything for a minute, but that's hardly unusual for him on a normal day much less the one where Derek leaves. He breaks the silence in a way that meant more than it appeared to most people.]

Want to talk about it? [It can be the wolf cub or Derek. He's giving her an out if she wants it even as he hopes she doesn't.]

[impetere]

[She gives a bit of a shrug. She doesn't she's just not really sure what to talk about. Puppy!Cora sniffs her way over to Boyd before thoroughly investigating his shoes - who are you strange large person and why do you smell like wolf?

There's a moment of silence.]

It's feels like it's stupid to be mad. It's not exactly his fault.

[valorem]

[Boyd glances down at the puppy. He's not the animal expert like Scott is. He's not sure what to do with a curious wolf club. He does spare a glance over at Cora before tentatively putting his hand out for the puppy.] He would have given you something to be mad about eventually.

[Which is his way of saying there's nothing stupid about it without actually saying it.]

[impetere]

[She huffs a bit at that, before nodding.]

Yeah. He would have.

[It would be easier if he was there for her to be mad at. She misses him already. The stupid idiot.]

It just ... felt like we were finally getting back to normal. I mean, not normal, but ... we were starting to feel like family again.

[Instead of two broken pieces of the same puzzle, with edges that weren't meant to fit together. They should, but there was something that was supposed to go in between them that was missing and they were finally starting to find it.]

[valorem]

[Boyd nods slowly. He's glad they were starting to figure it out. It's only a shame he didn't stick around longer if only for Cora's sake. She deserves to have a proper family.] You'll still be a family when this is over.

[impetere]

[She nods slowly.]

Provided we actually go home when this is over.

[She's not entirely sure they will. More to the point, she's not entirely sure she wants to. She doesn't want to go back to the place where her friends are dead and her brother might be soon too, and there's something that Stiles isn't telling her.

Beacon Hills is a mess, and she doesn't want Boyd and Erica to leave here, go back to being dead. They don't deserve that. They deserve to be somewhere else, and she had hoped that if she could, she might be able to go with them.

Maybe convince Derek to come too.]

Or even better, he could come back, but instead of being ahead of me he's behind me. Back to when he thought I was dead.

[Before he gave up everything to save her, and he won't be able to understand what it means to her. What he means to her.]

[valorem]

[Boyd still not sure what to think. It's strange that no one talks about what life will be like after the war. Obviously if they lose, everyone dies. There's really no other alternative. He likes to think they can all move on somewhere once this is done provided they are still alive.

The rest of what she says confuses him. He doesn't conceal that from her.]

Why? Don't you want him to recognize you? [Really recognize her. They were getting to know each other before he died as far as Boyd could tell. Why would she want a do over?]

[impetere]

[No, that's exactly what she wants. She said that wrong, and it shows on her face.]

No, I do.

[A beat.]

Well, sometimes I want a do-over for the first time.

[That first time he saw her, stuck in that death trap of a vault and knowing thanks to Peter that he may have to kill her in order to protect his beta and that isn't how it should have been.]

But I don't want to lose everything else. And with here ... you never really know what you're going to get.

[valorem]

[That could have gone better certainly. Boyd wouldn't have minded if they got to know each other normally and not through captivity. Things never go quite their way. It's the price of being a Hale/Hale beta, Boyd supposes. The price for being here was uncertainty about everything.

Boyd nods. He understands her a little better this time around.] Nothing really makes sense.

[impetere]

[She takes a deep breath before nodding her agreement, lowering one boot a bit to nudge puppy!Cora away from her thorough investigation of Boyd's shoes.]

That's what I keep saying. Stiles says it's par for the course.

[valorem]

[Boyd shakes his head. He can't fall in line with that kind of thinking. Just being grateful he and Erica are not dead can't last forever either. He's not sure what he'll do when the day comes that his frustration wins out. Who is there to even talk to about this?]

How are we supposed to fight if we don't understand what's going on here?

[impetere]

[She shakes her head. That's what she keeps saying. Erica might not be willing to look a gift horse in the mouth but Cora knows that when things are too good to be true, it usually means they are. Gift horses still have teeth after all. It doesn't mean they can't eventually come back and bite you.]

I don't know. I guess we're supposed to ask the gods, but ... who knows if we can even trust them.

[valorem]

[He shrugs somewhat helplessly.] I don't see how we can. They brought us here without a word.

[He glances down at his bracelet and frowns deeply. It's worrisome the more he thinks about it.] I don't get how they can put this on, give us these powers, and never speak to us after that. How do they know we won't just run?

[impetere]

Run where?

[Take it from a girl who's been on the run, Boyd. You don't want to run somewhere where you don't know the territory.]

We're in a completely new universe, in the middle of a war zone. Staying here means we have safety in numbers, food, supplies? If we head out there, we're in unfamiliar territory with no guarantee of safety. I think they're banking on us not wanting to risk it.

[ ... on the other hand, though.]

But they send expeditions out of here all the time. Isaac just got back from one when you got here. Maybe that's our way of learning the lay of the land.

[valorem]

[She has a good point at the start. Boyd doesn't bother to argue with it. He knows better than to run away from danger now. It always catches up with you. Cora is also right about using those opportunities. He looks at her with guarded hope in her eyes.]

I'll go if you come with me. [Erica can come as well. Safety in numbers.]