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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[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.]