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[video] paging butthead hales and hunters

[ Scott's made the effort to prop the netbook up on his desk, so when the video flicks on, it has that staged look - he's sitting in his desk chair a few feet back, elbows on his knees and head slightly lowered. But his eyes are locked on the screen, and the general vibe is definitely "not happy". ]

I'm looking for Derek Hale - let me know if you've seen or heard from him. [ There's a beat, then he remembers to have some manners. ] Thanks in advance.

Derek, if you're out there, quit being a jerk and respond.

[ Private - Dean Winchester ]

We need to talk. Now.

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look i get it youre the nice guy, but i got this. you dont have to pretend to care

not pretending but whatever not everyone's a dick you know [ like derek ]

Edited 2012-09-14 18:42 (UTC)

sure whatever we need a backup plan if we cant find him soon

i know. we'll figure something out

if its anything like stiles plan before you can count me out

chill, we'll figure out something better

yeah i guess

[This is the MOST FORLORN TEXT EVER.]

you doing ok?

[ because Derek's an ass, but he's Isaac's alpha, and for whatever reason Isaac seems to look up to him. Scott knows all too well how it feels to be cut off from that.

also wow these two are making a career out of badly typed emotionally loaded texts aren't they ]

[It's the only way they know how to communicate, for some reason.]

im fine. i just want to find him

[Which isn't quite so strange, despite the fact that he's been feeling less and less attachment to Derek back home. He didn't know what to fight for anymore, he was tempted to run away- and in the end, Scott was more genuine, less self serving, more inclined to do what was right.

But having Derek here, in Exsilium, has been a blessed relief in more ways than one. It's let him distance himself again, put up the barriers, because Scott here doesn't remember them being anything close to friends- Scott doesn't know what he's done, and Isaac sure as hell doesn't want to explain it to him. Derek being here means that Isaac doesn't have to make his own decisions, doesn't have to be accountable for his own actions, and that's easier.

And now, with all that ripped away like a rug under his feet, Isaac finds himself stumbling, back to where he started with no idea on where to go.]

[ While Castiel was no longer an agent of fate... had, in fact, derailed the great Plan along with two boys and an old drunk in the name of free will... even if he no longer had faith in it, sometimes certain events would make him wonder if Fate was not still writing in her little book and meddling in his affairs.

This might be one of those times, if events proceed the way they have been. ]

...

[ Suddenly appearing from nowhere, and with only a rustle that could have been wind to announce his presence, a man in a dirty trenchcoat stands nearby... eyes narrowing as he scans the area. He feels something here, he's close, but --

His search is interrupted when he turns and notices the boy. ]

[Isaac normally lives in a world filled with werewolves, werewolf hunters, the occasional geriatric psychopath, creepy teen stalkers, and superhuman abilities that tend to bend a few laws of physics.

Teleporting is not one of them.

So when someone just appears out of nowhere less than a few feet from him, it's a completely normal reaction to stumble backward, cry out in surprise, and immediately fight the urge to shift into a more powerful form.

His shoulders tense up, eyes wide, heart in his throat.]

Wh- what the hell just- what?

[ Despite his own confidence in his abilities, and the fact that he would have suggested -- had Isaac and Castiel been friends -- that he always suspect something to surprise him... Castiel would be surprised later to be so caught off guard by a teenaged boy despite signs of supernatural bleeding into almost every sense he had.

He squints, and misjudges Isaac as nothing more than outer appearances tell him. ]

Uh... hello.

[ Behold, the Host of Heaven... who pretty much has the social graces of that nerdy guy in lab class who keeps doing bizarre things when they think no one is watching. Only add about 20 years and you've got Castiel. ]

Edited 2012-09-20 01:52 (UTC)

What the- you just-

[Isaac manages a weak gesture toward the space that Castiel seemingly appeared from, his eyes still wide with shock, adrenaline flooding his system.]

-you just came out of nowhere!

No. [ Casting a glance off to the side, he looks back as if that's the most preposterous thing he's ever heard -- while still managing to have the expressive range of a statue. ]

I came here directly from the clinic.

[ So clearly, not out of nowhere. ]

shit

sorry uh im near the bike shop

this hobo just appeared out of nowhere right behind me

......... what?

[ please clarify ]

nvm he says he flew in

i think hes a crazy homeless guy

fuck i dont have any change on me

is he still there???

what does he mean by flew in does he like

wait can people fly here?????

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isaac shut up rude

scott get out okay >:C

NEVER ain't no derek to save u now prepare for feels

nooo i need derek to save me from the feels

hey rude

isaac is p rude

teenagers watcha gonna do

dramu apparently

action, much later. also, EXCUSE YOU CAS, ITS A *TEEN*

X-( ooh Cas why you gotta be that way

/tags late ;;

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action, much later. also, EXCUSE YOU CAS, ITS A TEEN