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@savisxsupertes
Derek and Cora taking care of each other.
Okay but now all I can picture is anytime Derek gets a slight injury he’s just like “Cora, I’m dying,” and just looks as pathetic as possible and she’s like “no, Derek, you’re not. It’s a paper cut and it’s gone now.”
"I got a little lemon in it."
"Derek…"
"I sacrificed my alpha powers for you."
"What do you want?"
"Rub my neck." And then she pets his head and rubs his neck and his leg does that thumpy thing dogs do.
”You’re the first person that’s even acknowledged me today. I owe you one.” Sam rubbed at the back of his head, a lopsided smirk on his features.
“So I’ve heard, seems like it’s dangerous to live here from what I’ve been told. I’m Sam, and it certainly is.”
"Give it time--you seem nice enough, people'll notice eventually." And, a little odd for her, her lips quirked up into a slight smile.
"Well it's definitely not the safest place around. And you might want to wait a little longer before making that call."
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I won’t give up I [won’t] admit defeat I’ll get back on my feet And f i g h t
"...That is just about the dumbest thing I've ever heard you say."
"And you've been talking for a while."
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GOD DOES NOT WANT ME TO HAVE MY SHIP.
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PEOPLE KEEP PUTTING ME ON THEIR FOLLOW FOREVERS AND I'M LIKE "I LOVE YOU ALL BUT I AM LITERALLY NEVER HERE AND THE WORST PARTNER POSSIBLE"
WHY.
HOW.
WILL COOKIES MAKE IT BETTER?
another cog in the murder machine
"That’s why moving to Canada might be in the future.”
“Fine — but the only thing I’ll owe you is food, that’s it.”
"On the plus side they have that thing with the chips there--and probably a smaller mortality rate for the whole country than we have for this county."
"Better be some damn good food, Lahey."
“Interesting is an understatement.” He smiled. Their connection was still new to the both of them. Something they were trying to understand, but it was intricate and demanded time. The teachers were having troubles describing it, relying on old legends which the two disregarded- well, more Aiden. He liked to prove things for himself rather than trust knowledge that could be fiction. “Oh yeah, you’ll be able to tell it’s not me the second he speaks, though. We’re pretty different sometimes.” Especially when it comes to girls, he thought. “He’ll probably ask all about your powers and when you developed them and what not. Curious guy.”
“Then again, I can be too. So why are you here? I mean, everyone’s got a story. The council likes to drag people away once they hear a whisper about something or someone makes a headline. Were you a quiet rumour or headline news?” He asked, quirking an eyebrow. Once he’d made the inquiry he was sure she’d either brush it off, answer with a lie, or tell half of the truth. He wouldn’t blame her for it- but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t go digging for the real answer. Girls liked to share so he was hoping he’d be able to pry it from someone else if not her. Couldn’t be any worse than what he’d done. ”Oh, and don’t be afraid to leave out the details. I’m not faint of heart like some of the other guys at Williams.”
"You two must be really close then." Cora hadn't been especially close to any of her siblings, especially not as of late. Not out of lack of love for them, because truthfully, she'd practically hero worshiped Laura--and her views on Derek were biased if nothing else. "If you two end up confusing me, I'm doomed." She had enough trouble putting a name to a face as it was without two completely different people with the same admittedly quite nice face wandering around New Orleans--particularly if they were going to be walking in and out of the manor as they pleased.
"Ah." How exactly did one sum up what it was that had happened to little Cora Hale? "I wasn't a whisper--or a headline. I was..." Biting at her lip for a moment, she struggled to find the words to describe her precarious situation. "I was a footnote of the biggest headline imaginable." That seemed right--the fire had been huge news, focusing on the suspected arson and the lost lives; notably well loved community member, Talia Hale, with only a footnote given to her youngest daughter that had been pulled from the ashes. "You ever faced a witch hunter before?" She prompted, casting a glance at him.
"I dunno, it's pretty grisly." She teased, appearing light about it, despite the uncomfortable weight on her heart that had become a near constant.
“Yeah well…” she shrugged “Oh thanks.” she smiled suprised at the compliment. “Thanks Cora I’m suprised you’re being this nice to me no offence but I was convinced you hated me…” Lydia confessed
"I don't hate you, I just...have my doubts about your taste in men." My brother included. Nothing against Derek, because Cora adored her brother more than she thought she was capable of expressing. He just...wasn't particularly open. About anything. "I want to think my brother is a slight improvement on the last guy--and so long as you two don't tear each other to pieces, we're all good here." See? She could handle mature. Kind of.
[stubbornlysweetsurvivor]
She was petite; thin. But she held the air many did in this town- along with the normal scent of humans. Eragon had been noticing it more and more, and though curiosity had dug its claws deep into him, Argetlam wasn’t here to investigate. No, instead he was here because Saphira had insisted it- said something was calling to her about this place. So, like a good Rider, he listened.
"Is that so?" The blonde found it hard to believe. "You travel with heavy feet and no regard to your breathing." Bluntly, "You’re loud."
Of course, not to anyone normal; but Elven ears were the best, and coupled with a hunter’s senses, not much got past Eragon. He was confident in his powers and the bow and quiver of arrows strapped to his back, but would only engage if necessary.
"Why are you following me?"
Surprisingly, Cora barked out a laugh rather than responding with the stony rage she was becoming so well known for in the little, but oddly violent town. "Let me re-phrase." She began, beginning to circle him in a way that was almost predatory--she needed to be able to maintain some kind of control over the situation. There was something in her that wouldn't allow for anything less than that.
"It takes someone not human to be able to notice when I'm following them." There was a knowing, but still curious (And perhaps slightly confused, though that would be a secret she'd take to her grave) look passing across her delicate features. He wasn't a wolf, she'd be able to smell that, and there weren't many other creatures that she knew of that had heightened senses like they did.
Which either made the list of possibilities very small, or opened it to the idea that he might be something new. New might have once meant exciting, but now it generally meant more trouble than anyone was willing to deal with.
"Someone interesting, someone who walks with purpose, that draws attention." She smiled, coyly and almost in a threatening manner. "And attention generally means trouble. Call it a mix of curiosity and weariness."
