OPEN RP POST

[mellzyvee]

Muselist!

Call out any've mine for any kind of rp!

Formerly talked about or otherwise and everything's up for grabs

Comments

[thewolffenrir]

I believe you. Now what do you two think you're doing?

[myrules_myhouse]

Until we figure out what's going on, I'm packing a bag of clothes that fit and I'm going back to my loft. Everything is pretty much figure it out as we go.

[thewolffenrir]

And you think I'm just going to let my son stay with you while that happens? If I do you best make sure that no school is missed.

[myrules_myhouse]

I'm going to be going to school for him. And he'll be staying with Scott, unless you'd rather him stay in his room here, and even then, that's something you have to talk to him about.

[thewolffenrir]

I don't have to talk to my son about a thing, Hale. For now he can stay with Scott.

[myrules_myhouse]

Alright. So I'll pack some clothes and be on my way, than. Also, you might wanna show up for some lacrosse games.

[Because he doesn't plan to be on the bench at all, if he can help it.]

[thewolffenrir]

I'll do what I can just like I've always done.

[myrules_myhouse]

Sounds fair.

[There's a nod and he'll aim to grab some things to pack up, swinging the bag he packs over his shoulder, also grabbing some school books even if he's not too sure he'll need it.]

[thewolffenrir]

Not sure how you're going to convince Finstock to let you out on that field though.

[It's said even as he walks Derek back downstairs.]

[myrules_myhouse]

By, in your sons opinion, ruining his body.

[He'll be making a point to look to Stiles once they're within sight of him again with an eyebrow raise as he points that out. Still very much commenting it to John, but just loving the idea of hearing Stiles complain to his dad about potential 'poor treatment'.]

[thewolffenrir]

How are you...

[Stiles glares a bit]

By running me to death, dad! That's how. Running me to death. I do that enough already. I run with wolves for crying out loud.

[myrules_myhouse]

You only run when needed and you eat too much crap.

[Which is a fear he has for what he's going to do to his body but AT LEAST WOLF SO BIT TOUGHER?]

[thewolffenrir]

I do not only run when needed. Besides, you wouldn't know to begin with.

[myrules_myhouse]

Then how do you think some suicide runs will ruin you?

[thewolffenrir]

I know that they'll ruin me!

[myrules_myhouse]

Is he always this hard to deal with?

[Question to John, raising an eyebrow]

[thewolffenrir]

[There's a smirk out of the sheriff.]

Every single day.

[myrules_myhouse]

Yeah. Before this is fixed he'll actually be on the lacrosse field actually playing.

[Because goals.]

[thewolffenrir]

You don't know that coach will let me play or not!

[myrules_myhouse]

[There's a shrug]

We'll find out soon enough.

[thewolffenrir]

You are a pain in my ass!

[myrules_myhouse]

It's all about cardio.

[And a shrug]

I'm heading back to my loft.

[Because easier for him?]

[thewolffenrir]

You better take damn good care of my boy.

He will dad, promise.

[myrules_myhouse]

[Well, to the loft, it was. The rest of the day was spent with thinking about everything that was going to happen, the next day starting relatively early with Derek in the loft, wearing a pair of gym shorts and running from one side of the big open space to the other, or doing some crunches, or just generally focusing on cardio in some way or form.

Or Stiles or anyone else could easily come in to find him lying on the ground on his back breathing heavily and exhausted, but knowing to relax to recharge a bit]

[thewolffenrir]

[When Stiles comes in he raises a bit of a brow.]

What the hell did you do? You do know that school is in an hour, right?

[Why was he even up at this hour? He never gets up at this hour.]