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i'll be here

[these days he's hardly anywhere else, after all]

[chuffle]

[She knocks a few minutes later - she has the meds in her pocket. She's really worried about him which is an uncomfortable feeling, because Daphne is not often worried about anyone, especially not someone who she doesn't know very well. But for some reason, she feels protective of him.

She leans against his door, though, like this is no big deal.]

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[a slight pause before stiles answers the door. since the last time he spoke to her it's been back to one or two hours of sleep a night and he's clearly showing the strain. eyes bruised and skin wan.

he gives her a weak smile though and steps aside to let her in. his room is surprisingly immaculate for a teenage boy. not a single item out of place.]

Hey.

[chuffle]

[He smells like exhaustion, she thinks. She smiles gently when she sees him, though, and pulls a bottle of - something - out of her back pocket. The pills rattle about.]

I can't actually tell you what it is, but the doc says take two a day, 12 hours apart.

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[stiles tries not to grab at the bottle too quickly, but his hands shake a little as he works the cap off and taps two pills into his palm.

he dry swallows both of them with ease.]

As long as it works and doesn't make me, like, grow extra limbs, I don't really care.

Thanks Daphne.

[chuffle]

You're welcome.

Okay, so, now that you've taken them, I need to tell you something.

[It's not really bad news.]

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[stiles makes a face.]

Oh god. It's not actually going to make me grow extra limbs, is it?

[chuffle]

No, I'm guessing not.

[A pause.]

Derek asked me to keep an eye on you.

[No that's not it.]

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[stiles sighs and sits down on his bed, scrubbing a hand through his hair.]

That doesn't really surprise me.

[chuffle]

And don't get me wrong, sugarplum, I'm going to.

But you have to know something about me, first.

I'm not exactly human. I didn't...evolve from the apes, as it were.

[She leans against the door.]

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[stiles blinks slowly in her direction, chewing on his lower lip.]

Okay.

What are you, then.

[chuffle]

I'm a Khan.

[She just looks at him, and wonders if he's too tired to figure it out.]

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I have no idea what that is.

[chuffle]

It's a weretiger.

[Surprise!]

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[a small pause as stiles processes this information before he starts laughing.

It just figures. Even in space I don't manage to avoid this shit.


Oh man, Derek must hate that.

[chuffle]

That I can kick his ass, probably.

[She reaches out, ruffles his hair.]

I'm not his biggest fan either, kidlet.

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Derek doesn't win many fights, that's not saying much.

[stiles closes his eyes and leans into her touch instinctively. he freezes up for a moment when he realizes what he's done, but his shoulders drop a second later and he just, lets himself enjoy it.]

Why not?

I mean, aside from the poor social skills, long suffering attitude and bunny teeth.

[chuffle]

Mmm....the reasons you said. Not the bunny teeth, actually. But this they don't even shift thing is lame.

[Pause.]

And okay, I smell like a giant cat. And I may have peed outside his room to piss him off. To be fair, I was sort of drunk.

[She doesn't actually remember if it was outside Derek's room or George's room, but either way, there was a werewolf living there.]

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[stiles smiles softly.] The bunny teeth are pretty special though, aren't they?

[and then he feels the need to defend his home team, ever so slightly. though why he couldn't even begin to imagine.]

That's... not actually completely true? Derek's mom could shift into a full wolf. And I guess maybe his sister.

And I. I knew a girl that could turn into a coyote.

[he wrinkles his nose and pulls away to give her a mildly betrayed look at her admission.]

You peed outside his room?

[chuffle]

Yeah, but Derek can't, and that's lame.

I was a drunk tiger, I think that I'm pretty much excused from stupid misdeeds, okay?

[A moment.]

You know a Nuwisha?

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Derek is very lame. [nod nod nod. yes this is a fact. stiles can still be friends with him and think this okay.]

But peeing. Ugh. Shapeshifters are weird.

... is a Nuwisha a werecoyote? Because if it is, then yes, I know a Nuwisha. I made out with a Nuwisha, even.

[what. he hadn't had a chance to brag about this to anyone yet.]

[chuffle]

My child, one day you will go to college, and you will go to a frat party and you will discover the joy that is peeing on an enemy's door when incredibly drunk.

[She doesn't sound even remotely ashamed.]

A Nuwisha is a werecoyote. Was she cute?

[Hey, brag away, she's gonna go sit on the bed.]

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That's supposing I actually manage to survive to graduation. [somewhat bitterly. because the way things are going, that is actually highly unlikely.

but onto more pleasant topics]

She is definitely cute. A little aggressive maybe. But I'm getting kind of used to spending time with girls that can beat me up. So.

[chuffle]

Do you want me to tell you how to take out any and every kind of shifter? Except the Rokea, because fuck those guys.

[She purses her lips a bit.]

I mean it might not help with your werewolf problem.

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Oh, I know how to deal with my own werewolves. That's not actually a problem. I know how to hurt them and fix them and stop them in their tracks. I have been there and I have done that and the t-shirt is not really worth the trip.

Most of them are idiots anyway and wouldn't be able to plan their way out of a paper bag. I mean you have not met pointless melodrama until you have met the "demon wolf". [stiles makes the appropriate finger quotes]

But sure, hit me with it. I mean, forewarned is forearmed, right? I'm always down for gathering a little intel.

[and hey, it's something to do other than trying and failing to get some sleep]