[EVENT] The Visitations

[majorarc]

Who: All Characters
When: November 29-December 19
Where: Your Home
What: The Visits
Warnings: For language and other dark elements.


This is going to go a certain way! Each time there is a visitation by a ghost, we will post a thread. Then, we will respond to that thread, if you indicate you want us to do so, or if you will have other characters in the thread. Remember, the Ghost of Christmas Past will have all your characters in the same moment of time, so if you want to be able to interact with each other, go ahead. Additionally, you will be viewing the moment in time that your denizen was killed from a third person perspective, so you can meet up with anyone during that time, but you cannot talk to your denizen. Once your denizen is dead, you are free to move around the island.

During the viewing with the Ghost of Christmas Present, you will be in the same situation, but only able to view things within your own canon. This means you can’t really speak to anyone but the NPC of the Ghost, which will be played by the mods.

For when The World shows up, we will have a separate thread for her and Kuma will be responding to you with her. You can freely talk to anyone here as well, in the game.

If there are any questions please respond to the thread provided below.

Comments

[triskeles]

[ Derek tried to keep his anger, because he deserved it. He was allowed it. But with Scott's apologies-- earnest and genuine as they were-- and knowing bot him and Stiles, he could feel himself losing a good amount of the steam required for it.

He rolled his eyes upwards, willing himself to have the good grace to actually not snap out his words. He succeeded rather well, actually, keeping himself even. ]

You had good intentions. Both of you did. But without all the facts, it doesn't pull through.

[ After a quiet second, he looked at him properly again. ]

We'll... work on avoiding that, in the future.

[puppyface]

Yeah, well...

[Scott swallowed, dropping his arms almost exasperatedly.]

It... means we have to tell eachother everything. No more stupid hiding things.

...Except you can't tell Stiles I dreamt he was a werewolf.

[triskeles]

That's a little contradictory, but it's not my information to tell him.

[ Derek didn't miss it, and opted to point it out, but he meant the latter portion of the comment. That much is obvious. ]

If you do or don't want to tell him, that's your call.

[puppyface]

...He's scared enough.

[Scott rubs his arm nervously, staring at Derek as though lost. How was he supposed to take care of Stiles as nothing but an asthmatic human? This heroing thing was easier with powers. Figures the first time he needed them they'd be gone.]

How am I supposed to tell him everything will be okay when he just thinks he's gonna hurt us? I don't know what to do.

[triskeles]

We're all in the same boat.

[ It's not outright admitting that he's scared, but Derek isn't the type to say something like that outright. Instead, he groups them all together, because right now? It's true.

He hesitates, before reaching out to set his hand at the base of Scott's neck, close to where it meets the shoulder, and squeezing. It's just a brief press, gentle, and then he pulls back. ]

When you don't know what to do, you trust the pack to back you up. Stiles won't hurt any of us. We won't let it happen.

[puppyface]

Yeah, well. How do I get him to see that?

[Scott keeps that same gaze on Derek for a few moments, looking away as his frustration grows.]

He's my best friend. He- he saved my life like, every day. He's just... gotta be okay.

[triskeles]

If you can't get it through his head with words, show him.

[ Derek keeps his focus on Scott, determined to fight against his frustration. ]

Stay with him, just like he's stayed with you through all this. It's all you can do, if he won't listen.

[puppyface]

[Sighing a little, Scott shrugged, giving as sarcastic a smile as he could.]

I just wanna get out of here and get him home.

[triskeles]

[ Derek pulled a face at the attempt at a sarcastic smile, a frown pulling at his mouth and brows. ]

You will, Scott. Until then, I know you'll keep him safe. Him and Erica both.

[puppyface]

Yeah, well. Unless they're planning on giving things back I'm not sure.

[He looked to the side again, obviously bothered. Scott felt- was- powerless. What could he do besides hope they'd all be fine- scope things out and hope his asthma didn't trigger every time they got into a scary situation?]

I really didn't think I'd ever miss being a werewolf.

[triskeles]

[ He didn't offer the reminder that he once said the bite was a gift-- really, Derek didn't need to-- but he did sigh heavily. They couldn't sit back and just take it easy, not when they're stuck here the way they are. But pushing both Scott and Erica wasn't something he wanted to do. ]

We'll figure things out. And even when we do, I'll make sure nothing happens to any of you.

[puppyface]

We will. Maybe this is just all some weird dream or something.

[Even though it wasn't– he knew it wasn't- he could wish all he wanted.]

...Just remember you're... You're human too, now, Derek.

[triskeles]

[ A dream within a dream wasn't exactly the most original concept in the world, but there had been a moment where Derek wished it was what happened. He'd been knocked out and was having a lucid, awful dream that didn't seem to want to end and had more layers than any of them knew what to do with. ]

Trust me, I know. I'm reminded pretty much every minute we're here.

[ His expression scrunched a bit, as if a disgruntled dog that smelled something it didn't like. In Derek's case, though, it was a disgruntled wolf that didn't smell anything. ]

[puppyface]

It's more than just not having your senses!

[Scott's frustration rises again, and he fists his hands in his pockets.]

You can get hurt, too. And if we don't have you--- if we don't have you, we don't have anyone.

[triskeles]

[ It's another reminder he doesn't need, but Derek doesn't snap. He's too tired to bite back as strongly, and he doesn't want to take three steps back from the progress they've made. A low growl does leave him, but it's more of an echo to Scott's own frustrations. ]

I can't promise to be careful. [ That's not who Derek is. He risks everything to keep what he has. ] But I can try, if it means that I can be here to keep the pack safe.

[puppyface]

Well, yeah, none of us expected you to be careful.

[Raising his brows in his complete lack of surprise, Scott lets out a sigh. All he wants is to be back to... You know, not being asthmatic. Useless. Not having to be protected by Derek Hale.]

We need all of us, not a dead Alpha.