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ataraxionlogs2012-11-18 12:02 am
altercate) wrote in ataraxionlogs2012-11-18 12:02 am
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it is dreadful when something weighs on your mind, not to have a soul to unburden yourself to.
CHARACTERS: derek hale and auggie anderson.
LOCATION: auggie's room.
WARNINGS: jazz music.
SUMMARY: derek goes to check up on auggie, and auggie makes him listen to jazz. the technical term for this is probably musical therapy.
[ there's no real reason to suspect kate is up to something. it isn't as neat to kill here as it had been in beacon hills. there's no way to burn them all up in fire, no way to cut someone in half and use them as bait. but derek can't get comfortable, can't settle. he checks on his pack almost obsessively, because he can't shake the horrible twisting feeling inside of him that something terrible is going to happen, that kate's going to take everything the way she had before.
and so he circles through, counts them off one by one by one and they're all safe, all of them, strong, solid heartbeats pounding behind layers of metal. his pack. it's strange to think but he has a pack and they're here and it's up to him to stay between kate and them.
he pauses outside auggie's room, not long enough to think better of it before he knocks. once, twice, and then again. there's a limited time to his presence. too long and derek would skitter away, appeased by the sound of the heartbeat behind the door, and happy to vanish without a trace. dealing with the company of other people, it wasn't something he'd gotten used to. not really, not yet. ]
LOCATION: auggie's room.
WARNINGS: jazz music.
SUMMARY: derek goes to check up on auggie, and auggie makes him listen to jazz. the technical term for this is probably musical therapy.
[ there's no real reason to suspect kate is up to something. it isn't as neat to kill here as it had been in beacon hills. there's no way to burn them all up in fire, no way to cut someone in half and use them as bait. but derek can't get comfortable, can't settle. he checks on his pack almost obsessively, because he can't shake the horrible twisting feeling inside of him that something terrible is going to happen, that kate's going to take everything the way she had before.
and so he circles through, counts them off one by one by one and they're all safe, all of them, strong, solid heartbeats pounding behind layers of metal. his pack. it's strange to think but he has a pack and they're here and it's up to him to stay between kate and them.
he pauses outside auggie's room, not long enough to think better of it before he knocks. once, twice, and then again. there's a limited time to his presence. too long and derek would skitter away, appeased by the sound of the heartbeat behind the door, and happy to vanish without a trace. dealing with the company of other people, it wasn't something he'd gotten used to. not really, not yet. ]