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Accalia Wilde [uh- call-ya wild] A twenty-two year old woman who is far more than she seems. She is a woman of wolves. [indie rp account] - based on the woman who ran with wolves- | Please read about & guidelines prior to interaction. |

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"Tell me what first?" Derek questioned as he arched an eye brow and looked at the female.

"About what I am." She explained before looking away. "There is one small thing that I did leave out for certain reasons."

--ten minutes. open;

Derek raised one eyebrow, something along the lines of a smile forming on his lips. He hadn’t smiled in a while. “Derek.”, he responded, his gaze shifting towards Cora’s room for a moment. “Thank you. Really.” It seemed as if he had to repeat that. “I’d offer to drink coffee with you, but Cora—” Derek didn’t really know how to end that sentence. Was on the edge of death? He couldn’t say it, even though it was the truth.

She waved her hand. "It's alright. She needs you more than I do. Go to her." Accalia offered him another polite smile before pulling out a card and handing it to him. "Just in case they give you any trouble, give me call." With a polite nod and a mumble of his name the brunette sauntered down the hall.

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"I wouldn’t be surprise. No matter how ‘loyal’ people say they are they always end up betraying me" Derek explained as he crossed his arms against her chest. "There is always the good liar" he said as he sighed. "Exactly how are you going to help me against the Alpha Pack hm? What’s your plan?" He questioned her.

"I hadn't really...gotten to a plan yet." She whispered in an almost nervous voice, giving a slight shrug. "I was going to but I had to tell you first."

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Lydia gave a nod in response, eyes still narrowed at the lady in front of her. “An officer?” Her head canted to the side an eyebrow shot up. “Why would they assign extra security to the school?” Curiosity overpowered her entirety as Lydia crossed her arms.

Was there something wrong? There’s the issue of missing people, and killings yes but why only now? They could have done it earlier. Something has to be up. “Is there something wrong? A killer on the loose? Anything? Because this is rather unusual.”

"I believe that's for me to know and you to not. Now let it go." She practically hissed at the girl, staring now with heavy eyelids and an expression that clearly suggested she wasn't taking anyone's shit right now.

"If you would move now so I could continue my job I would greatly appreciate." Accalia gave an almost smirk before moving around the redhead to move towards the office.

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"Isaac," he answered, gripping her hand firmly, wrist too thin for his frame but palm warm and dry. He gave her a wry smile, tilting his head. "Oh, right. Um." He glanced back at the door, wrinkling his nose and then leaning towards her like he was telling her a secret. Up close she smelled like the forest, sweeter with the tang of pine and cedar around the musty leather and old wood. He inhaled softly, wetting his lips and glanced up at her, brows quirking. "They’re siblings living together."

He leaned back before a sudden urge to touch the tips of her hair made it awkward and shoved his hands into his pockets. “You know how it goes. All’s good until it’s not and then it’s good again. Throwing stuff and tantrums before it’s just sleeping on the couch after a shitty movie.” He closed one eye, rocking back on his heels. “The usual.”

When their hands touched, Accalia felt a slight shock that nearly made her jump and pull her hand back. Instead she stared up at the boy in front of her. Werewolf, most definitely. A beta of some sort, and broken. It was all the information that she received at their touch but it was enough for her face to drop.

"You're lying." She whispered, eyes narrowing slightly. "It's not just movies, is it?" Slowly she stepped closer and dropped her voice even more. "Is the man who lives in there your Alpha?":

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His eyebrows rose at her words in surprise but then a small smile came to his face. James rested his hands on the bar leaning up against it. “Thank you.”

"You're welcome." She replied, smiling gently before looking away. Accalia remained facing a different direction before she found herself looking at him. "Do you wanna go out for dinner sometime?"

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Derek rolled his eyes at the female’s words. “So you are going to choose me randomly or something? I mean, you have been a royal pain since I met you” Erica asked as he arched an eye brow. He wasn’t believing anything this woman was saying. Why would he trust her? He never head of this random legend or myth or whatever you wanted to call this girl. “Why should I trust you? I barely know you” he pointed out.

"Would you rather me side with Deucalion and assist in his conquest to go after you?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. "Besides, what I've learned is werewolves can hear if someone is lying. So tell me if I am lying when I say all I want is to help you."

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Derek sighed as she said that she found out what she was. She then started to explain everything, the story making him raise an eye brow. “Helpful how?” He asked curiously. “How can you help when those you need to protect are the problem?”

"Helpful in the sense she protects the pack, doing anything she can." She replied. Accalia sighed. "Well, typically the woman of wolves has allegiance to one pack and one pack only. Any others are considered indifferent or enemies."

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Derek was once again at the burnt home, it seemed to be the only place that he could think clear away from everything. He was sitting on the burnt stair case when he heard that voice again. He rolled his green eyes and stepped out of it, “What do you want now?” He questioned as he crossed his arms against his chest and eyed her. “This better be good” he muttered.

"I found out." She answered softly. "A woman of wolves. It's an old legend about a girl who is like wolves but isn't one. She brings balance to the pack, heals, cares for, helps deters hunters from the track. According to most stories they're useful. And while the woman is in fact just a woman, she has wolf aspects like cries sounding like howls or wolfsbane affecting her. But apparently she's extremely helpful." Accalia explained, then standing there quietly.

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Isaac froze, pausing with his hand on the door before turning his head to eye the woman at the end of the hall. He wet his lips, glancing around before clearing his throat and trying on a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I, um, I used to. Can I help you?”

She was lovely with rich dark hair, high cheekbones and a full laughing mouth. He shoved his hands into his coat pockets and pulled it tight around his shoulders after running his fingers through his hair. He wet his lips, tilting his head at the closed door. “This is the Hales. I crashed here for a bit, but now I’m somewhere else, but I kind of know my way around.”

"…kind of."

"The Hales." She repeated, nodding once with a slight smile. "Good to know I have neighbors though I've never really seen them. I do hear a lot of commotion at night on occassion but I tend to ignore it as best I can." Accalia went on, shrugging a little. Though some of the noise had been unsettling she was sure to avoid it as much as possible- just in case.

"I suppose it's too know that they're kind people as well, letting you stay there." The brunette muttered before smiling. "I'm sorry...Where are my manners? I'm Accalia." She then offered him a hand with the politest of faces.

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"Exactly. When you know what you are come annoy me and bother me on how you can possibly help me" Derek said as he rolled his eyes and watched the female leave. He just left to his loft to think of plans or something to do to get over this problems.

It didn't take long for Accalia to discover from Deucalion what she was. A woman of wolves, he'd called her. At first she didn't understand but after some research as well as speaking to the Alpha she soon had a grasp for what it was. That's what lead her back to Derek no more than two days later, standing outside the burnt home. "Derek!"

story for the books | accalia & stiles

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Stiles was a lot of thing. Over-emotional, desperate, broken, he could almost feel himself breaking down within his own mind. It was the strangest sensation. He swallowed thickly and nodded, forcing back the tears as the woman behind the desk told him that they didn’t have any answers yet. He didn’t assume they would. They had no idea about the supernatural force they were dealing with.

They were doing their best, yes, but any one of them with half a brain knew what he did, that when people went missing in Beacon Hills they didn’t usually turn up alive. Boyd was the exception and now he was gone too. Honey hues dropped to the floor and he nodded again. Of course she was sorry, everyone was sorry, but that wasn’t going to bring his dad back safe.

"Ya know what..." She closed the folders on the desk and tossed them aside before moving to Stiles' side. "Come on." Accalia led him down one of the back halls to the locker room where she grabbed a large flashlight and some spare magazine for her pistol. Then she lead him to the garage and towards one of the patrol cars.

"I'm gonna go look for him. I know if I tell you to stay that you'll only follow so you can come along if you want but you have to listen to me." The brunette let out a small sigh. "I'm not gonna sit here anymore and wait for word. So let's go."

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"Exactly. If he told you you were useful for werewolves, he will actually get you to join him and you will be part of him. If you can help us in a good way, don’t doubt he will be looking for you" Derek pointed out. "So do whatever you have to do and once you are done and in his pack, you look for me with whatever Powers you got" Derek said before rolling his eyes and starting to walk away again.

"I don't want to help the evil." She muttered. "So I promise to you once I figure out what I am, I'll be back." Accalia turned and walked away from Derek, the home, and the forest. She made a b-line to Deucalion's where she agreed to join just so she could discover her skills.

--ten minutes. open;

Derek nodded as he listened to her orders towards the Doctors— sure, if Der had been capable of showing them his fangs and threatening to do some horrible things with these, he’d have done that thing himself. But that woman had kept him from ruining things with his own stupidity— something Der could only be thankful for, really. “I’ll be right back, Cora.” the male mumbled, kissing the back of his sister’s head— only to notice how hot it was —before he rushed out for a second. “What’s your name?” he called after the female.

Hearing his voice, the brunette froze in her place. She turned slowly on the heel of her boot and offered a slight smile. "Officer Wilde. Or Accalia if you wanted the informal route." Arms folded across her chest as she leaned to one side, a natural stance for her. "Did you need anything else?" Accalia wanted to be sure no one disturbed him or his sister for if they did she would be sure to kick some ass.

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