Suppose I could find something for you. Layouts or something. Pop down sometime, eh? Preferably sooner than later. Sure there'd be something around for you.
[ran his big mouth into the ground, and not a clue when to give up (mostly because, really, he hadn't thought of someone taking it to heart, harsh as it had been). these texts, in comparison to Stiles', are instant.]
How much later? Few hours? Tonight? Tomorrow morning?
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[What the--]
Oh I talked to him. Discussed how women like to hit us with objects for no reason.
..'the Doctor'?
[Names have power, Stiles. Remember what Deaton said.]
That's a pretty generalized name, there.
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but that
is maybe a little different anyway generalized name, is it, I never realized. So, what's your non-generalized name?
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...the handcuffs, though. The shooting, yes.
And getting pushed into dumpsters.
[A beat.]
Names have power. People tend to be careful, I guess.
It's Stiles.
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Is that you being careful?
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That isn't my first name.
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But okay, yes, Stiles. Are you a tinkerer?
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I'm better with old fashioned research. And forming planns.
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Suppose I could find something for you. Layouts or something. Pop down sometime, eh? Preferably sooner than later. Sure there'd be something around for you.
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He may not have meant it--but it hit at the very core of how Stiles feels about himself. Something he tries to cover up, constantly.
That no matter what he does...he ends up being useless.]
Maybe later.
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[ran his big mouth into the ground, and not a clue when to give up (mostly because, really, he hadn't thought of someone taking it to heart, harsh as it had been). these texts, in comparison to Stiles', are instant.]
How much later? Few hours? Tonight? Tomorrow morning?
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Why the hell does it matter?
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[He is interested, but he's going to do this on his terms, now.]
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Fine, alright. Just drop a note before you do, hm.
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