Boy with a shotgun

Stiles Stilinski | 19 | Neutral Stiles has been traveling with Derek Hale for a good while, feeling as if he's in dept to him. He lost his father when the apocalypse began. He found his way to the camp and now shares a cabin with Ric. aim and skype: aavikkohiekka

[boywithashotgun-blog]

lightstainedangel started following you

[lightstainedangel-deactivated20]

“No, that’s alright, I’m sure he’ll turn up eventually. I appreciate it though.” He shrugged and smiled graciously. The business that he had with Dean could wait.

“I am curious though…” He didn’t knew how to word the question tactfully and honestly, that was never Cas’ strong suit. “What are you? If you don’t mind my asking.”

[boywithashotgun-blog]

"Me?" he chuckled, watching the brunette man. "I'm just a human", he continued, the smile that man gave to him making him feel better for some reason. Maybe he was being at least some use to someone.

[boywithashotgun-blog]

There's something in the air tonight.

[godrictheancient-deactivated201]

“I can smell something in the air too. What do you think it is, Stiles? Last night, I’ve seen something neon green glistening in distance.”

[boywithashotgun-blog]

Stiles glanced over at him, furrowing his brows. "I don't know. It's the full moon, I guess."

[godrictheancient-deactivated201]

Godric nodded his head as he listened to the other. “I will have to clean up my cabin too. Having a dog requests cleaning out more often.” he smiled. “Hey, I didn’t know you could cook. I am not that good at cooking. Well, an entire existence as vampire made me lose those skills. Though I still know how to make some old things/”

[boywithashotgun-blog]

He chuckled a bit and shrugged. "I can cook... If you wanna stop by in the cabin and have a dinner or something..." He smirked a bit, watching the older man.

[waywardantichrist]

I-N-No? N-Not yet? I’ll c-come by when I’m able t-to though, thanks.

Hmm… I-I’ll have t-to check him out then. M-make sure he c-can k-keep you s-safe.

[boywithashotgun-blog]

Just so you know I'll be here. But you're safe in here now, right? -smiles comfortingly before laughs- I'm sure he can keep me safe alright.  I trust him. And he's nice, really nice. Said to me that he made a bad impression with many people but he's really a teddybear. Don't tell him I  told you.

[boywithashotgun-blog]

There's something in the air tonight.

[vampwinchester]

I dunno, it depends on whether you want to pitch in and do something useful, or if you’d rather just skulk around in the dark staring at the sky?

Werewolves?  Really?  Wow, that’s pretty serious man.  Not many people can be ‘around werewolves’ and not end up as a snack attack…

[boywithashotgun-blog]

I'll help. Just show me the way and tell me what to do.

And yeah... I guess. My best friend got bitten when I was in high school and that's where the whole thing started.

[waywardpsycho-deactivated201406]

Suppose not -shrug-

[boywithashotgun-blog]

So... Full moon was yesterday... How'd you do?

[boywithashotgun-blog]

There's something in the air tonight.

[vampwinchester]

Well wandering around in the dark isn’t gonna do a lot, but if you’re looking for something to do, I was gonna head over to the armory and clean the stuff that got handed in off the last raid.  

You know how to clean a gun?

Wait…What do you mean ‘old habits’?

[boywithashotgun-blog]

Yeah.... I know how to clean a gun. I can help if you need any. And well... Back in a day I was around werewolves pretty much so I guess I'm more wired up when it's full moon.

[boywithashotgun-blog]

There's something in the air tonight.

[vampwinchester]

Well it was a full moon last night, Stiles.  Hopefully anything out there that likes to get all furry will have gotten most of it out of their system.

You okay, you seem a bit twitchy?

[boywithashotgun-blog]

Full moon? Figures. Old habits die hard I guess. 

I'm okay, I guess. Slept thirty minutes and got up again so figured that might as well do something useful out here.

[boywithashotgun-blog]

There's something in the air tonight.

[boywithashotgun-blog]

-Scatters all his belongings around his new cabin-

[saltzmanoftheorphans-blog]

-blinks slowly at the male before him, eyebrows furrowing before his eyes widen- I did not need to know that much information! Christ kid! -shakes his head, muttering about kids and lack of filters.- I did not need that image in my head.

-still grumbling slightly, he glanced over at the body bumping against his own, raising a brow- Force me to socialize?

Yeah, Isobel tried that with me… It never worked out that well. I was just a wallflower half the time -he shrugged- I am fine with only a few people to talk to. I have you, Damon, and Sookie which works fine for me. If you really want to drag me along and see how much of a social failure I am, I suppose I can be your amusement sometime.

-reaching for his cup of coffee, he takes a small sip only to choke on it at the other’s words and suggestive look.- Fuck -he cursed, coughing as he set his cup back down, vehemently denying to himself that his cheeks felt warmer than they had before, blaming it on the fire. Two could play at the game.- I might take you up on that sometime -he murmured, glancing over Stiles’ body with a raised brow before chuckling with a shake of his head.-

Stilesville? Really? That’s the best you can come up with? -he snorted- I don’t know kid, anything that pops to mind seems stupid… Well not as stupid as Stilesville but stupid nonetheless. -sighing, he decided he might as well make an ass out of himself- Spes? It means hope in Latin… Haven? -smirking, he glanced over at Stiles with a wink- We could always name it Stalaric.

[boywithashotgun-blog]

-He barks out a laughter at the face that Ric makes and winks at him a bit before settling again- You started it, blame yourself that I responded. -chuckles and shakes his head a bit, bringing his drink up and sips a bit-

Oooh. I'll drag you around a bit. Get you in circuits. -winks a bit- I won't force you onto anything tho. Just so you know. 

-He chuckles and grins, shaking his head a bit as the man chokes on his drink- Careful.. I don't want my roommate die in the first evening. I-.. -trails off as Ric speaks and stares at him a bit, flushing as well, pursing his lips- Well then. Deal. I'm sharing the bed with you. 

-At Ric's comment he reaches out and slaps the back of man's head, glaring at him- Don't mock my hard brainwork. I... Stalaric? -laughs- I like Haven tho.

[waywardpsycho-deactivated201406]

Wrong choice of words?

Or the fact that this is me, and sooner or later I do something unsavory.

[boywithashotgun-blog]

Well can you blame me of being wary?

[godrictheancient-deactivated201]

“What did you do all this time? I guess you read books or cleaned the cabin?”

[boywithashotgun-blog]

Well I cleaned up and got everything settled up.... I've been cooking and trying to sleep too. Me and Ric split all the housework but I've kinda found myself taking over everything...

[vengeance-is-what-i-am-blog]

Oh, don’t look so distraught.

I’ve trained plenty of beginners.

[boywithashotgun-blog]

I... I'm sure I can handle it myself. I guess.

[waywardantichrist]

Y-Yeah…. S’just… Bit b-by bit, ya know? D-don’t think I know him, act’ly. Human t-too?

[boywithashotgun-blog]

Yeah... You wanna talk about it or something? I've got time. And yeah, he's a human. Likes being on his own I guess.

[waywardpsycho-deactivated201406]

No, and he really doesn’t have a reason to. I haven’t done anything, Stiles.

[boywithashotgun-blog]

Yet, that is?

[godrictheancient-deactivated201]

“Too tired of staying in cabin? Haven’t seen you for a while.”

[boywithashotgun-blog]

Yo, Godric! Yeah, I've been staying inside pretty much.

[waywardpsycho-deactivated201406]

You’re in camp, I’m in camp. We’re bound to run into each other.

[boywithashotgun-blog]

So...  Dean didn't kick you out yet?