[ derek's not here to fight. it feels too public for anything derek might want to do, the kind of fighting he's good at. he comes down to watch more than anything else, to get the lay of the land. chris argent had talked about gauging people's reactions, about their state of mind. derek sizes them up, judges them based on whether or not they'd be a threat, if it ever came down to actually having to fight them, or whether they'd be an asset, assuming circumstances every called for it.
he takes a seat up on one of the benches, elbows on his knees. his eyes track the action on the mats idly, disinterest carefully maintained. it's easier than it used to be, coming down to watch the fights, tolerate large amounts of people in one space. he keeps his back to the wall regardless, but his posture is relaxed, expression more interested than its been in the past. ]
derek hale | ota.
he takes a seat up on one of the benches, elbows on his knees. his eyes track the action on the mats idly, disinterest carefully maintained. it's easier than it used to be, coming down to watch the fights, tolerate large amounts of people in one space. he keeps his back to the wall regardless, but his posture is relaxed, expression more interested than its been in the past. ]