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wonmyownhand[Merida’s face is showing up on the journals, and she looks more than a little disturbed.]
Ach, ye got some rather disturbin’ methods here, Lord Deior. [There’s quite the sarcastic emphasis on the word ‘Lord’.] Last time I hopped a gate, I can truthfully tell ya that I didn’t have a bit a’issue asides a scratch or two.
[And she definitely didn’t DIE or lose her MEMORY or anything like that. Merida is still really shaken up about all that.]
Anyone up for a wee bit of huntin’? Got an itch to shoot me bow for a time.
[And that’s that. She’s not saying another damn word about hopping that wall.]
Ach, ye got some rather disturbin’ methods here, Lord Deior. [There’s quite the sarcastic emphasis on the word ‘Lord’.] Last time I hopped a gate, I can truthfully tell ya that I didn’t have a bit a’issue asides a scratch or two.
[And she definitely didn’t DIE or lose her MEMORY or anything like that. Merida is still really shaken up about all that.]
Anyone up for a wee bit of huntin’? Got an itch to shoot me bow for a time.
[And that’s that. She’s not saying another damn word about hopping that wall.]
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Date: 2012-09-08 12:15 am (UTC)Still, Merida isn't looking for bears. Not specifically, anyway - truth be told she's not actually looking for anything in particular. She simply needed to get out and away from the creepiness of the Keep and the annoyingly taunting people that seem to think they're on the same level as her mum.
Or at least, that's how it seems to Merida. She's a little bratty okay.
A soft noise makes her pause and turn, and silently reach behind to draw an arrow.]
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Date: 2012-09-08 02:03 am (UTC)But fair enough. That, Derek could understand. It's why he's in the woods a lot - aside from being a werewolf. Just wanting to get out of the Keep.
Derek's not even trying to hide his approach, because he doesn't consider the possibility that she'd attack him. That changes when he steps into her line of sight, and sees her drawing an arrow.
Uh. Crap.]
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Date: 2012-09-08 03:03 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2012-09-08 03:19 am (UTC)All right, this brilliant plan of Derek's might not be so brilliant.
Grateful for his enhanced speed, Derek rolls, narrowly missing getting skewered by the arrow. He doesn't manage to avoid it entirely, though, and it grazes his shoulder.
Cursing mentally, Derek turns, ignoring the pain in his front leg to try to get far enough away to change back.]
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Date: 2012-09-19 02:26 am (UTC)Empty. Especially these days.]
Go on.
[She gestures.]
Git.
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Date: 2012-09-20 04:00 am (UTC)But then he's gone, or at least, as far as he can go with an injured shoulder and already starting to change back.
The good news is that it's far enough to get to his clothes. The bad news is that it's only just out of her sight, and probably close enough for her to hear him still.]
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Date: 2012-10-12 01:36 am (UTC)But he's leaving, though it isn't far - which confuses her and makes her incredibly suspect.]
Ach, didna tell ya to go?
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Date: 2012-10-12 05:08 am (UTC)Trust him, he'd have gone a lot farther if he could, but it's hard to walk on four legs that are starting to turn into two.
He tries to make as little noise as possible while changing back, but it's pretty obvious he's still there. Derek's just really hoping she doesn't come investigating closer, as he yanks on his jeans.]
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Date: 2012-10-13 03:42 am (UTC)Young girls that are headed your direction, creeping over bushes and sticks before leaping out, bow drawn, only to catch Derek with her pants half mast.]
Ack--! Bloody hell--
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Date: 2012-10-13 04:15 am (UTC)Derek curses back, turning around and hurrying to zip up his jeans, ignoring the slight twinge in his shoulder.]
Hey, no one said you had to come over here.
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Date: 2012-10-13 04:18 am (UTC)[Come ON Derek.]
And out here in th'woods - there's a bloody wolf out here! I saw it! Shot it! And--
[WAIT. WAIT A MINUTE]
...What's wrong with yer shoulder.
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Date: 2012-10-13 04:21 am (UTC)Even if he tells her the truth.
Except he apparently can't keep his mouth shut.]
Yeah, I noticed you shot it.
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Date: 2012-10-13 04:28 am (UTC)She stares at him for a long moment, until she finally just blurts out-]
Oh, that's just fockin' wonderful.
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Date: 2012-10-13 04:32 am (UTC)Really, you think? That's exactly what I need, an outside opinion on my life. Thanks for your input.
[Yeah, he's being more surly than usual, but this is touchy for him, and is reminding him why he keeps this a secret. He's used to people hating and looking down on him for being a werewolf, but that doesn't mean he likes it.]
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Date: 2012-10-13 04:36 am (UTC)She awkwardly shifts from one foot to the other, and chews roughly on her lower lip, already chapped from the night air.]
Er. Sorry. I just-- havena had much luck with people changin' into things besides... [She gestures to him, then her.]
Y'know. Human.
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Date: 2012-10-13 04:42 am (UTC)She's the first person he's actually told here, who didn't just know because they were a shifter, or find out when he was sick and couldn't actually have a conversation about it. He doesn't really know what to do, and he really hates getting stuck in situations that he doesn't have a plan for.
Derek likes plans, okay. They're his thing.
He crosses his arms over his chest, trying to hide it - there's a reason he always wears baggy clothes, but it's because he doesn't like people seeing that he's actually very well built - and then changes his mind when it pulls at his shoulder.]
I haven't either.
[And he might be including himself, there.]
A wolf, or another shifter?
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Date: 2012-10-13 04:47 am (UTC)No. Not another shifter. Not like you, anyway.
[Kicking at a rock, she looks reluctant to speak but it seems like one of those situations where she sort of had to.]
I followed the Wisps, yeah? Right to the doorway of a witch and wished for somethin' that would change me mum. She gave me a tart, an' it turned her into a damned bear.
[Another rock kick.]
Almost didn't get her back.
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Date: 2012-10-13 05:01 am (UTC)[He shifts his weight, even more awkward.]
Witches can be nasty. Or just stupid, even if they're trying to be nice.
[Of course, Derek's only known one witch, and he pretty much despises her. Not to mention there's this sort of witch-sorcerer feud going on in his world, and both his adopted dad and brother are sorcerers. But it's not like he's biased at all.]
This isn't magic, though. It's just what I am.
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Date: 2012-10-13 05:04 am (UTC)I don't think...she was tryna be nasty. [Not really. She HAD left Merida a message on how to fix it, cryptic as it had been.]
I don't think I understand. [How was it not magic?]
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Date: 2012-10-13 05:10 am (UTC)[Not speaking from personal experience, nope.
And then he shifts, scowling and looking away.]
I'm just - a werewolf. I was born like this.
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Date: 2012-10-13 05:37 am (UTC)Ah. [Doesn't explain a damn thing to her.]
There wasn't any...tarts involved? Nothin' y'ate?
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Date: 2012-10-14 05:50 am (UTC)Derek frowns at that slightly, but he looks back at her.]
No, nothing like that. Just me.
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Date: 2012-10-14 05:51 am (UTC)I...see. [Sort of] So y'can go back an forth, just like that? Can I see?
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Date: 2012-10-14 05:54 am (UTC)He starts to explain, but her question makes him stop, and just kind of stare at her for a moment, confused.]
...you want to see? Really?
[Derek hadn't meant to add the 'really' there, but, well. No one's ever actually wanted to see him change.]
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Date: 2012-10-14 05:56 am (UTC)So long as y'don't try and eat me, yeah. 'S interesting.
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