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the_rabbithole2016-02-08 09:35 pm
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OPEN RP POST
Muselist!
Call out any've mine for any kind of rp!
Formerly talked about or otherwise and everything's up for grabs
Call out any've mine for any kind of rp!
Formerly talked about or otherwise and everything's up for grabs
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[Of course his boyfriend didn't care if things looked weird.
Uh, yeah.
[He shakes his head before following the other out the door to the camaro.]
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Once they were at the Camaro, he got in the drivers seat, waiting for Stiles to get in and settled in the passengers seat before driving to the clinic]
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[He slips into the camaro and leans back a bit, closing his eyes.]
He'll be able to help. Right?
[Right now he was making himself a bit tense.]
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[He'll park at the clinic and get out after making sure the doors were unlocked]
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[He slips out and heads into the clinic, making sure to wait for Derek a bit. That way they could wait for Deaton. He wants this fixed.]
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Stiles, you can let yourself and Derek back if you'd like.
[Derek remained still for a moment before realizing that was to body of Stiles and moved to open the partition. He didn't feel like there was any change to his ability or anything with this. As though the mountain ash weren't even there.]
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[He makes a slight face at that but once Derek opens the partition, he walks into the back with his other half. He'll wait for Derek to get done with the cats first.]
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You both seem to be of good health, so what's going on?
Do you know anyone that could reverse a body swap?
[Derek crossed his arms, leaning against the wall for the moment. The question caught Deaton off guard and he blinked, looking between both of them to see if he might get any more information]
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[Stiles stays quiet for a moment and frowns at Deaton's clear confusion.]
I just... I want my own body back. I'm sure Derek wants his. So is there a witch or something that can reverse it?
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I don't know anyone that practices magic let alone would cast this kind of spell on us.
[Deaton made a face, thinking about that]
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Same here. I have no clue who in the hell even did this. This just came out of nowhere.
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[Deaton was trying, alright?]
I'll look for some way to reverse it otherwise, though. It would expedite things if you found who had originally cast the spell.
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[He makes a bit of a face at that.]
I guess we need to figure out where we were exactly when it happened then. Because that would be the first thing to do.
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What, there's different kinds of spells that can do this?
That's why finding the one who cast the spell makes things easier.
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[There's a groan out of Stiles]
What if we can't find the one who did it though? Then what?
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Should?
It's why I'm going to try and find a consult. I'm not sure of the reversals for some of the spells.
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I say fuck it and lets try everything. Whatever happens happens.
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Avoid everything that would hurt him, first. I really don't want you to deal with that kind of shit.
As I said, it will take time. The two of you should continue going about things as they are. Derek, focus on students perception of others, in case it was someone in the school. Stiles, someone in town maybe knows something. I'll make sure to find someone.
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Not that many people in town talk to Derek, you know.
[It's pointed out with a raised brow.]
But I guess I can follow the weird scents.
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Doing what we can right now is the best course of action all around. That and patience are incredibly important.
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I can do everything but the patience. I'm not good at that. Not when it comes to wanting my body back.
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Relaxing isn't an option. But we'll leave you be.
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We'll figure something out.
[Derek shrugged, pushing off the wall]
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[Stiles wasn't entirely sure that something would be figured out, but he gives a nod.]
Alright. Lets... go home, I guess.
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