Random Unoccupied Room - Arms Hotel, Saturday Morning

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Someone had met a succubus girl last night. One who had been actually interested in him. It was all madness, you see.

Which would be why Derek woke up in yet another hotel room with someone on top of him. It was starting to become a thing

"What."

And why was he so sore, damn it?

[[For the now woman and super SP!]

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"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." He was so sore because she wasn't. Hangover? What hangover? Well-fed succubi don't know the meaning of that word.

Wait. Waaaaaaaaait. Well-fed. On who?

"Oh God. Please don't be dead. Please don't be dead."

Dead people -- like actual dead people who are not vampires or death gods -- don't tend to talk much, Bo.

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"Not dead," Derek ground out, suddenly thinking about just what would cause him to be so out of it.

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Bo sat up... sort of, in that still-kind-of-on-top-of-you way, and rubbed at her face. No headache, just fuzzy memories. "Derek."

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"Bo." He closed his eyes, wincing at the sort of soreness that usually only came from a really bad full moon. "Or is it Beth?"

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Bo's wince had nothing to do with physical soreness. There was a cat out of a very old, very claw-filled bag. "It hasn't been Beth in a long, long time. Since I was...crap." Memories slightly less fuzzy, now. "Eighteen." Just like she'd almost been last night.

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Derek made a noise that was of vague annoyance as he forced himself upright. "How old were you?"

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"Yesterday?" Bo shimmied off him and wrapped half a sheet around herself, not out of modesty; just because it didn't take a psychic to pick up on the annoyance. "Close enough to that for government work. I thought I was human, back then."

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That brought him up short at least. "You didn't know?"

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Bo shook her head. "I was adopted; my parents didn't know what I was, and neither did I. Not until..." Not something she talked about with more people than she could count on two fingers, and even with Mitchell and Kenzi, it wasn't a favorite topic of conversation. "Let's just say there was a reason I was worried about you when I woke up. If you'd been human..."

Which of course begged the question, given all she knew about werewolves came from George, Nina, and Jack. "You weren't, though. You got turned into a werewolf that young?"

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"I was born a werewolf," Derek replied after a moment. Because now he was just going to feel guilty about being a dick about the whole succubus thing. Damn his pesky guilt issues. "We're hard to kill."

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"You can do that?"

Geez, she couldn't even blame the stupid questions on beer and hormones, now.

"That was dumb; obviously you can or you wouldn't be here. I just never met one of you before that didn't get bitten."

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He sighed, rubbing his forehead. "It happens both ways. And how things work where I'm from aren't the same everywhere else."

Case in point: Jack.

"Most of my family were wolves though. Not all."

Oh, genetics.

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"I don't even know how things work where I'm from," Bo admitted. "The only time I ever met somebody like me, it was here, and she hung around just long enough to give me the Wikipedia version of what we are. Not exactly a family tradition."

Bzzzzzzzzzzt.

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Derek stared at her for a moment before nodding shortly. "There are... other things where I'm from. I don't know about anything like you in particular."

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"Things?" Bo repeated, half amusement, half curiosity. No insult, because between what the two of them were and how she'd thought of herself for half her life, where was there anything to be insulted about?

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Derek's eyebrows scrunched up at that, frowning at his own words. "People," he said firmly. Possibly for his own benefit.

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Bo waved a hand. Which might have been less awkward if she hadn't been holding up the sheet with it, whoops.

"No, I got that. I meant what kind of things. People-things."

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"Mostly just stories," he admitted. "We had books about them."

Like the kanima! Who didn't want to know about crazy, vengeance lizards?

"There isn't a non-human community out there or anything." That he knew of. Damn it, Jeff Davis.

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"Apparently there is one where I'm from. They're just really shitty at finding anybody who slips through the cracks."

Bo was really just racking up the bzzzzzt today, when it came to making completely incorrect statements about crap she didn't know because people were really good at keeping it from her.

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It was a gift! A gift.

Derek sighed, reaching down for his now oh so tight pants. "How did you learn?"

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Awkward as the part of her that was still Beth might feel about how he'd lost those oh so tight pants, Bo wasn't about to deny herself the view, or the enjoyment thereof. Besides, it made for an almost decent distraction from answering, "The hard way. Unless you mean how did I learn to not accidentally kill people, in which case I'll get back to you no that one."

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"That'd explain why I feel like I got hit by a truck," Derek grumbled. "Do you need to?"

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"Feed? Yes. Hit people with trucks? Not so much anymore, unless I'm really hurt or it's been a long time. You just got lucky. Pun intended, sorry." For the pun and the risk. "When I was seventeen, a long time was, you know. Never."

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Derek made a noise of understanding as he buttoned up the pants. He was just not even going to attempt to find what had become of his briefs. "Just lucky it didn't happen on the full moon then."

Out of control teen monsters! Girls Gone Wild style!

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"Are we talking 'drag a chicken around the woods in a big circle to keep yourself in the same territory and hope you don't have person stuck in your teeth the next morning' full moon?" Bo asked carefully.

Because there was DON'T YOU JUDGE HER FOR FOSSE and then there was No Higher Brain Functions At That Time of the Month. George.

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"...you people know the weirdest werewolves," Derek said after staring at her for a moment. "I probably would have clawed the bed up or tried to bite you."

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Bo lifted an eyebrow. "Not really seeing the bad th--"

She peered into the distance of the room, over his shoulder.

The room she didn't actually remember renting.

"...Did we break the door down?"

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Most people would object to fangs and the occasional mauling attempt in a bedmate. Derek had the good grace to look embarrassed for all of a moment before he got that under control. "Just the doorknob."

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Oops. She'd have to hunt down the hotel manager and pay her for the rent and repairs. The hot hotel manager. The horror.

"Not the worst damage I've done after one of these weekends. Remind me not to tell you how the hole in the back wall of my place got there."

Not that there was a hole anymore, but there was still a vaguely Mitchell-and-Bo-shaped pattern of slightly lighter bricks, since the workers couldn't exactly match the old ones.