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justlurkinghere) wrote2012-09-30 11:04 am
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Creepy Old Mansion on Phoenix Way, Sunday Morning
The morning after another full moon with extra werewolves in town was clearly the best time ever. And by 'best time ever' we mean 'Derek wanted to murder everyone involved'.
But that wasn't all that different from usual.
So. You know. Congrats on surviving the full moon and here's to hoping you survive the morning after?
[[Open, of course!]]
But that wasn't all that different from usual.
So. You know. Congrats on surviving the full moon and here's to hoping you survive the morning after?
[[Open, of course!]]
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"I have my alpha." Who was in New York. Not being dead. "And Jack."
AND SCOTT IF ONLY HE WOULD LET HIM IN. LET HIM INTO YOUR HEART, SCOTT.
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There were trials and whatnot, and also who would ever move to Louisiana?
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"I wouldn't leave my sister."
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Derek's lip curled back in a silent snarl. "No, but I wouldn't go anywhere without her knowledge."
Or say so. IT WAS KIND OF A THING.
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IT WAS LONELY BEING HIM.
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"She's the alpha of our pack." So, yeah.
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"Yes." He eyed Alcide for a moment. "Do all of you change completely?"
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Case in point: Derek.