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[impetere]

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text || un: redheadedgenius

[sucking]

Have you heard the rumors about the shrine?

[impetere]

Yeah. Erica was talking to me about going to check it out.

[Cora's opinion on things is slightly more dubious, but she's not about to let her friend go alone either.]

[sucking]

Check it out as in seeing if it's true by testing it out yourself or just going to see what is going on?

[impetere]

The latter, mostly.

[Unless someone wants to hold her hand while she's down there, but that tends to be as far as she goes.]

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[girn]

I think I found a fairly decent place for you and me to live.

[impetere]

Oh yeah? Where?

[girn]

[ Derek shoots her the address. ]

Kind of reminds me of back home. It's decent. I think it'd suit us.

[ More importantly it would liberate Derek from the most uncomfortable house ever. ]

[impetere]

Does it have walls?

[because "reminds me of home" isn't exactly a ringing endorsement as far as their living arrangements were concerned.]

[girn]

I mean it reminded me of the loft, Cora.

[ He's not even answering that. ]

[impetere]

... That's what I meant? You did have your bed right in the middle of the living room.

[She doesn't think of the Hale house as home anymore, and hasn't for a long time.]

[girn]

To be fair I did live there alone for a bit. It wasn't like I was expecting to share.

But this place has two bedrooms. We're gonna have to soundproof though.

text: un: post-modern

[depressiveoptimist]

Uh...hi? This is the anonymous not-human you were talking to, earlier.

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[impetere]

Hey. I'm Cora, and I'm a werewolf.

[depressiveoptimist]

Hi. I'm Kieren, and I'm undead. Or--a zombie? That's the word people use a lot too.

[impetere]

[Okay, that was not the kind of supernatural creature she was expecting.]

Okay, full disclosure, you're my first zombie/undead. I mean, there are undead but they're mostly ... myths.

[depressiveoptimist]

Yeah it's--a bit complicated. Maybe you don't mind meeting up for drinks or something? Well, you can drink. I can't eat or drink anything.

[impetere]

We don't have to? We could just sit in the park or something?

[She doesn't need to have food to talk to him, and it seems weird to eat in front of someone who can't.]

[depressiveoptimist]

The park would work, too. Would you mind if I brought my sketchbook, if we do?

text; un: catwoman

[goldeneyedbeauty]

So... Stiles has been teaching me how to drive the jeep.

[impetere]

Are you getting good at it?

[goldeneyedbeauty]

I think I am. I haven't wrecked it yet.

[She's actually enjoying the freedom. The fact that Stiles is even taking the time out to teach her.]

[impetere]

That's good! I'm glad. I should probably learn eventually.

[goldeneyedbeauty]

I didn't get a chance before...

[Well, before she died.]

It just means that once I get good at it, I'll have to get my own car. Though a job is required before that.

[impetere]

Have you seen anywhere you'd be interested in working here?

[goldeneyedbeauty]

Not really, no. Maybe I should see what Isaac's doing. Though he might not be working at all. He is, however, going to school.