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Derek Hale ([personal profile] triskeles) wrote in [community profile] laography2013-04-02 05:33 pm

she fell in love in the first place


For the life of me, I cannot remember
What made us think that we were wise
And we'd never compromise
For the life of me, I cannot believe
We'd ever die for these sins
We were merely freshmen

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[personal profile] necrobrat 2013-06-07 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
I don't think there's anything out here tonight.

[The air was still. She couldn't sense any disturbances. She wasn't psychic, exactly, but sometimes it felt close enough. Enough that her hunches were always worth working from.]

But we should be wary. Maybe do a couple of sweeps in shifts over the next couple of nights.
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[personal profile] necrobrat 2013-06-07 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[She smiles, knowing that howl well, and leans in to hug him around his neck, burying her face in his fur. She had done it often as a child for comfort, and had chosen not to grow out of the habit.]

Home.

[Words were rarely ever necessary. She released him and began to amble down the path that would lead them out to the edge of the woods and, shortly thereafter, bring them home.]

I'm thinking we're due for an after-patrol snack.