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poly_chromatic2012-10-04 08:17 pm
studmuffin) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-10-04 08:17 pm
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[ The feed kicks in mostly because Stiles has dropped his device. So he can flail out with his backpack to fight off the claws snagging in his jeans. He's somewhere in the City, somehow on his way back from the Youth Centre to Derek's (and the reason why he had to stop off is nobody's concern). The arm twists him closer, and he swears under his breath, kicking out. ]
Crap. Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap. I don't taste very good, okay? [ Flinging his entire bag at the -- whatever it is. ]
Holy shit. Uh -- [ Feebly as his hands curl around the wall. ] Help?
Crap. Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap. I don't taste very good, okay? [ Flinging his entire bag at the -- whatever it is. ]
Holy shit. Uh -- [ Feebly as his hands curl around the wall. ] Help?
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