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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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"you can't be here now" MELISSA IDK
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“I know. I know I shouldn’t be. But Mrs. McCall I -” Isaac glanced over her shoulder, into the room behind. Scott was in there, sick out of his mind with a supernatural virus. Isaac needed to be with him, to comfort him, to take his pain away. And not just because it was his duty as a beta. “I think he needs me. I know it’s risky, but I -” I love your son.
ofthecode:
I wasn’t sneaking up on you! I was catching up with you.
gif request meme: roxas-d-jones asked: teen wolf + favorite familial relationship ↳ scott and melissa mccall - Scott, you can save people’s lives. But you cannot save them from life.
| post deaths pre babies
leohmccoy:
What. What do you want?
I want for you to get some rest. Scott’s in there half-conscious, and we need all hands on deck, but those hands can’t be useless, Leonard. So you better not be blaming yourself for anything and you better go find yourself something to eat and somewhere quiet to sit or I swear to god, I will lock you out of the infirmary.
Melissa McCall + wise words
past.
leohmccoy:
He scrubbed a hand across his face, smile rueful as he looked into Melissa’s concerned expression. “In case you’re wonderin’ where he picked up his intuitive sympathy,” he with an exaggerated, teasing sigh. Her concern was, truthfully, appreciated, even if it was a touch unsettling to have his avoidance so quickly picked up on. “I’m – just considering what’s next for these kids,” he finally admitted. “You’ve heard about this upcoming scheme into the Capitol, I guess?”
She waved off the comment immediately, despite feeling a surge of pride for the way she’d raised Scott and the more than kind person he’d become. “I’m just a nurse. He can’t have gotten it all from me.” Melissa was certain his time spent with the Rebels had influenced him in ways she’d never be able to. She frowned in concern at his reply, shrugging a little. “More or less. I try and stay out of it, since I don’t want Scott getting any ideas. Why, is something going on?” Leo couldn’t be this worked up over something inevitable. The Rebels were always going to make a move.
scott-mc-call:
Mother
Melissa Delgado grew up rough in District Nine. Poor and just trying to make her mother proud, she worked hard for her money. In her mid-twenties, she married whom she thought was the love of her life: Rafael McCall. They had Scott together a year in, and that was when Melissa knew she wouldn’t put anything or anyone in front of her precious son. Ten years later, Agent McCall left after Melissa kicked him out. He was a drunk, and he was a coward. Melissa learnt of Scott’s new life as a werewolf, and tried to be as supportive as she could, though admittedly, it freaked her out. She survived the district bombings, working as the head nurse and helping the injured to recover. She told Scott of his father’s death when he visited her on the Victory Tour. She currently works as a Nurse in the ‘Nut’.
Melissa is Scott’s favourite person in the world. She is his hero.
leohmccoy:
“Yeah,” he agreed on a long sigh, offering her a faint smile that wasn’t quite happy. He held out the chair for her so that she could sit, and then settled into the seat opposite her. “Boilin’ it down to the root, Scott’s got so much damn heart that he can’t bear to see anyone hurting. I just wish–” he cut off mid-sentence, shrugging; Melissa knew what he wished for the kid. Hell, she’d just summed up the realization he’d come to on his own conclusions. Still, it wasn’t half bad to have someone to talk things over with this way, who felt the same way about Scott only deeper since, after all, she was the mother.
He sat through her quick appraisal of the whole heat situation, unsurprised that she was able to process the entire thing gracefully enough, apart from a little bit of entertaining rambling; he raised both eyebrows when her attention shifted back to him and she gave him the sort of motherly compassionate expression he hadn’t suffered in fifteen-odd years. “Now, don’t go worryin’ about me on top of everything else, Melissa,” he replied, waving a dismissive hand. “I’ll be fine.”
Melissa smiled a little at him in thanks, pulling her hair around on one shoulder with her right hand. It was therapeutic for her, to share her worries for her son with someone else; carrying those thoughts around on top of everything else going on in the Nut would have eventually driven her insane. Or so she liked to dramatise. She nodded in agreement, hands folding in her lap. “He’s always been like that, and I can’t even figure out why.” Melissa was far too humble to notice he’d just taken after her. “I just have to find a way to help him realise it’s not his fault. Pain and loss and grief.. it’s hard, but it’s a normal part of life. It’s not something he can help everyone avoid forever. He just.. he doesn’t seem to get that.” Melissa sighed, rubbing her hands together now, a little anxious. “Sympathising is okay. Sympathising is healthy. But beating himself up because he couldn’t help stop it isn’t okay. I’m worried...” She paused, her voice quietening as she thought back to when the Rebels arrived in the Nut. The state she’d found her son in had seemed irreversible for a while, and Melissa had never felt fear like it. “I’m scared it’s going to destroy him one day. He’s strong, maybe one of the strongest, but.. he’s still a kid. Twenty or not, he’s still a kid,” she repeated, trying to convince herself of it. Scott still needed her around and that was more than enough of a reason for her to stay.
Melissa pouted a little at his indifference to his own well-being, unhappy, noticing he said he would be fine. Meaning he wasn’t. “Nuh uh. It doesn’t work like that, Doctor. You mean a lot to Scott, therefore you mean a lot to me. Whatever’s going on, if you need help adjusting or figuring anything out — please. Just tell me.”
| slight future
leohmccoy:
Leo rubbed a hand across his eyes. “That kid– he takes too much on himself. Always has,” he sighed, a distant frown crossing his features. Melissa, he knew, would know all too well the feeling of pride-wrapped-frustration in regards to Scott and his insistence on loading the worlds’ problems onto his shoulders.
Her question drew him out of his reverie and he gave a stifled, awkward laugh. Hell, if she didn’t know then he wasn’t sure it was his place to fill her in. Still – it wouldn’t hurt for the kid’s mom to know what was going on with him. She was a nurse, for crying out loud, and from what Leo knew a damn good one. She could handle such information. “Birthdays an’ half-birthdays, Scott. . well, all werewolves actually, they go through a heat,” he said as evenly as he could manage. “And yes, that means exactly what it sounds like. Hyperactive reproductive drive, extra sensitivity to touch and smell. It…makes things uncomfortable,” he finished, his voice petering out lamely before he could add anything else too humiliating.
She shrugged helplessly, the action accompanied with a nod. It used to hurt Melissa everyday, but she’d long since accepted that her son lived for a purpose much larger than himself. “Yeah.. he does. But I can’t fault him for caring, either. It’s amazing to me, that he can see the good in everything. And I mean everything — he once gave me a half hour lecture on the purpose of the beetle, and he was only eight. I personally draw the line at bugs, but.. that’s just it.” Realising they’d be talking for a while, she gestured to one of the nearby tables, settling herself in one of the chairs. Then Melissa sighed again, a weak smile lifting her lips as she spoke of her son. “He doesn’t say it aloud, but Scott gives everyone a chance, no matter what. I think that’s what crushes him, you know? When things aren’t what he hoped, and somebody gets hurt. That’s when he starts blaming himself, because he was the one who gave them the chance in the first place.” She looked up at Leo. “I don’t think he realises that he can’t help that. It’s just.. who he is. All I can do his help him carry that burden, because despite whatever the Capitol tried to do, he isn’t going to change. Not really.”
She raised her eyebrows at the laugh, tilting her head in amusement. Sure, she’d been joking about the biting, but now she was a little nervous. “A.. heat,” she repeated, her face contorting into a frown. Frankly enough, her expertise lied with humans; Scott had been the vet assistant in the family. But the term was familiar, and though she instantly thought of dogs, wolves obviously weren’t that far off. “.. Wow. What the - hell?” Well, what else was she supposed to say?! “That’s uh.. that’s a little disturbing. I mean, to think of Scott - okay, no. I’m not going there.” She held up her hands in surrender, “we’ve had the safe-sex talk, and as far as I’m concerned, I’ve done my duty.” It took her a few moments to shake the thoughts off completely, but technically, Scott was twenty now. .. Her twenty year old baby. Nope, still weird. Melissa couldn’t help but notice he’d avoided her question completely. So she pressed it. “— Leo? You're going to tell me if you’re not alright, right? Because I need you to be alright.”
| slight future
leohmccoy:
Leo’s relaxed smile fell as he watched her face closely. Her concern was etched into every muscle, and it made his own worries for the kid all that much deeper He sighed a little, ducked his head. “I saw him. I…think I might’ve just gone an’ made things worse, actually.” He laughed, though there wasn’t a lot of humor in it. “You don’t get into the kid’s space on his birthday, it’s werewolf protocols 101.”
Melissa exhaled, at first with relief, then on second thought, in worry. Scott obviously hadn’t reacted well, considering his disappearance; but she trusted her son, and she knew he’d be back. Unaware that he was in wolf form, she assumed he just needed some time. She chewed on her lip for a moment, before shaking her head. “I’m sure it wasn’t anything you did, Leonard. He was probably just very overwhelmed. He might say he can handle anything, but he can’t.” Melissa raised her eyebrows, remembering Scott had told her Leo had been a wolf too. “Why not? Will I get bitten?” It made Melissa realise just how many of Scott’s birthdays she’d actually missed. Saddened by the thought, she sighed again, rubbing at her wrist. “And how are you doing? Any concerns? Are you feeling alright?”
| slight future
leohmccoy:
“Oof–”
Leo took a startled step back as he was so enthusiastically hugged. Once the surprise had passed he grinned and returned it, patting Melissa’s back lightly until she stepped away. He gave a wry laugh and shrugged. “I may be havin’ a rough time remembering one or two important details, but I do recall that much. It’s good to see you.” He laughed again at the extended hand and took it. “Scott has to be out-of-his-skull happy to have you around.”
Again, Melissa was relieved, considering she’d been told those who had been.. resurrected, didn’t have the greatest memory. She nodded. “You too. You have no idea how much.” Eventually, she pulled her hand back, her smile faltering a little at his comment, her gaze dropping. “I don’t know. I don’t think he’s happy anything anymore.. “
She frowned down before glancing back up again, attempting to smile. “But we’re working on it. And I think it’ll be a hell of a lot easier now that you’re back.” Not that Scott was around right now, anyway. But Melissa was confident that Scott loved Leo, considering how hard that loss had hit him. Having him back had to make a difference. “Did you.. see him? Before he - I dunno, took off?” Unaware of Scott’s whereabouts, she remained oblivious, claiming she didn’t understand heats at all. “I’m relatively new.. to all of this.”
past.
scott-mc-call:
Scott didn’t really want to look at her, but he felt as if he didn’t have a choice. So his gaze remained on hers, and soon he found himself frowning, trying his best not to cry again as he thought about it all. She was right, of course, Melissa always was, but it was differentiating between his thoughts and the ones the Capitol had put there that was confusing him so much. Not knowing who to listen to was his biggest problem. But he always ended up listening to his mom, so why should this time be any different? Scott blinked back the sudden tears, shrugging helplessly at her. “How?”
“Together. That’s how.” She nudged him a little, trying to get him to smile; or at least look less shattered. “It’s always been you and me against the world, right? We can beat this, Scott. You know we can. You’re better than them, than all of them in the Capitol, and you can’t forget that. Not now.”
| slight future
leohmccoy:
Hey.
All right, look– I know this is insane, but there ain’t much I can do about that. Don’t suppose you can catch me up on what’s been goin’ on?
“Leonard!” She’d pulled him into a hug before she’d had another thought, relieved for her son that this had worked out.
It only lasted a few moments however, before she realised what she was doing and how the man must be feeling. “I’m sorry. That was probably wildly inappropriate. Wow..” Melissa thrust out her hand quickly, smile on her face again. “I’m Melissa. Scott’s mom. We’ve met before but.. it was a while back now.”
