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[garou]

Lau.

I'm not coming in to work today.

Please don't ask why.

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[stilestilinski]

...did something happen?

[garou]

Yes. Nnnnnnnmyes.

Dammit, Stiles.

[stilestilinski]

What did I do?!

[garou]

You left. [ God dammit. ] Stop!

[stilestilinski]

Uh, I had to go to school. Dweeb.

[garou]

I know that! I'm not stupid. Why do you keep asking me questions?

[stilestilinski]

Because you're acting weird! And I'm a little worried! [ Wait, that last part came out. ]

[garou]

Worried about what?

[stilestilinski]

About you acting weird. Why would me leaving upset you? [ Oh my god stop it mouth what are you doing ]

[alwaysimpure]

[So you are his...

...

...alright, let's just call it "alpha". He should offer help.]

Need a silencing spell?

[garou]

Probably. [ He's rubbing his forehead. ]

[alwaysimpure]

Where can I meet you?

[Hey, he knows about territorial werewolves.]

[garou]

Warehouse district.

[alwaysimpure]

Meet you there in...

Well, now.

[garou]

I really hate it when you do that. I'll be right there.

[alwaysimpure]

I'm not sorry, I'd do it more just to annoy you.

[backseatalpha]

We should talk.

[garou]

Probably. But I don't want to, right now.

[backseatalpha]

Neither do I, but we need to, regardless. A bit of honesty could do us both a lot of good, Derek. You are my Nephew, the only family I have left. I want to help you. You make that spectacularly difficult.

[garou]

[ He'd really like to say 'Maybe I don't want your help'. He can't. ] Fine. You start.

[backseatalpha]

I'm sorry. For everything. I wasn't thinking clearly. I acted irrationally. I spent far too long trapped in my own body with nothing to keep me company but the flames and the screaming of our family. I was foolish. It was not my best moment and I have no desire to repeat my mistakes, nor do I wish to be an alpha again.

[Except he still is, a bit. Hm.]

I have been avoiding you because I am weaker now. You are stronger than I am and I was concerned you might react... impulsively.

There. That feels much better. The floor is all yours.

[garou]

You're kidding, right? You're lucky I don't find you and cut your throat now. [ He huffs, glancing off screen, probably at someone, if the jostling of the camera is any indication. ] You killed my sister. I'm supposed to just forgive you for that? I can barely even forgive myself.

[backseatalpha]

And you ripped my throat out, but whose counting.

I'm not asking for forgiveness, Derek. I doubt I'll ever be able to forgive myself for what I did. I'm not proud of it. But we can not change the past. We should look to the future, instead.

I am proud of you Derek. Your pack here... well... it is an improvement over your attempt to cook up werewolves out of every self-esteem deprived adolescent in town, at least. Still a bit disjointed and small, but we all have to start somewhere.

And there is the little matter of my... not being considered a fictional person like the rest of you. Rather interesting if I do say so, myself. It appears no one has ever come here quite this way before. Not on record at least.

[garou]

[ He scowls deeply. ] How did you get here, anyway?

[backseatalpha]

You brought me here.