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[hischair]

When: 19th
Rating: TBC
Characters: You!
Summary: A shindig at the beach for the best navigator in Starfleet.
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[ OOC: Feel free to assume your character has received an invite to the party via their inbox or word of mouth for Chekov's birthday! Everyone is welcome except you, Khan and presents are mandatory for the Enterprise's young navigator. Please tag under either section to keep the party somewhat ordered, and have fun! ]

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[affectioning]

[ Once Scott sees that Peter isn't a threat, he returns to the party, the sun having set and the bonfire going. He's hungry again having ran off his full stomach. But, a familiar scent catches him by surprise. He thought he'd missed her, or maybe that she'd decided not to come - or that she and Isaac... But she's here.

So, naturally, he's going to say hi. ]

Hi. [ He's smiling down at her. ]

[daggers]

[ She smiles back, not really having noticed any kind of disappearance since she showed up to the party closer to sunset. Maybe he's just a late arrival? She doesn't think anything of it and pats the spot on the log next to herself. ]

Want to sit? Or are you going to grab some food first?

[affectioning]

I can sit. [ Hungry? He's hungry? He takes a seat on the log next to her. ] Enjoying the party?

[daggers]

Mmhmm.

[ She takes a sip of her drink, her shoulder absently nudging against his. ]

It's nice, like this. It almost feels - normal.

[affectioning]

Almost. [ He looks to her. ] There are two other wolves in the City. Did you hear the howl earlier? I found one in the forest. But, this? Was a wolf. Not a werewolf - he'd completely turned.

[daggers]

But not - not someone from home, right?

[ Her brow furrows lightly and she swivels to face him in turn, keeping their conversation quiet. She knows what Gerard had told her about Talia Hale, about werewolves who could shift to an actual wolf, but - as far as she knows, there aren't any new arrivals. ]

There's two? Who else?

[affectioning]

No.

[ He remembers Talia Hale as well. But, it sounded really rare. ]

Peter? Isaac smelled him at movie night. He mentioned another but he didn't give me a name. Derek knows.

[daggers]

Does that mean Derek is going to tell you?

[ She has a vague sense of pack dynamics these days. ]

He's - not going to hurt anyone, is he? Peter?

[affectioning]

He will.

[ He shakes slowly. ]

He seemed - not docile but, not like he'll be a real threat. He didn't attack me.

[daggers]

[ She absently runs her free hand over her arm, glancing back towards the fire. ]

But you don't trust him yet.

totally supposed to shake his head. instead, i evoked a HILARIOUS scene in my head

[affectioning]

I've met him. But, I'll need to talk to him. [ Even if he didn't want to, he feels he has to, interestingly enough, alpha obligation becoming a thing. ]

calm down scott, it's okay

[daggers]

[ She gets it. If she was in his position she'd feel the exact same way. She's probably going to size him up anyway when she inevitably meets him, just to see what kind of vibe she gets. ]

Good. That's a good idea.

[affectioning]

If I hadn't talked to him over the network, I'd know. Isaac said he'd smelled him.

[daggers]

Right.

[ She may never get over that part. The smelling. ]

And we'll find out who the other one is.

[affectioning]

We will.

[ His shoulder bumps hers for reassurance. ] Brave new world... [ His fingers slide and interlock with hers. ]

[daggers]

[ She smiles as the bump jostles her out of position, swaying back into him in retaliation that isn't really retaliation at all. ]

Some things haven't changed, though.

[affectioning]

They evolved. I feel like we're not trying to get what we had but -- we're having what we have. Finally. [ And then there's Isaac. It's confusing but exhilarating. ]

[daggers]

Mmhmm.

[ She tips her head against his shoulder, her fingers still laced through his. ]

Maybe it was always working towards this.

[affectioning]

Really? I feel like, I was pretty outside... of this. [ But he cants his head, too. ]

[daggers]

Well, no, I meant - with us. The other part was kind of a surprise.

Not a bad one. Just - a surprise.

[affectioning]

A part of me always thought we'd be like this. Again. But, a part of me was scared we never would. Again.

[daggers]

[ It's a few beats before she answers softly. ]

Me too.

[affectioning]

There's also another part... that's afraid it won't last. [ He brings her hand to his lips. ]

[daggers]

[ She watches him quietly. ]

Which part is the biggest part?

[affectioning]

[ He locks eyes with her and leans in, kissing her softly. ]