everybody wants to rule the world

[triskeles]

holding hands while the walls come tumbling down when they do i'll be right behind you

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[triskeles]

[ Derek lets out a soft chuff, pushing on humorless, but closes his own eyes for a moment as he works his way through what the promise would mean, because he needs Stiles to be able to see his father again to tell him himself. ] Promise.

[ Still, he says it anyways as he opens his eyes again, scanning his face and keeping his palms over his pulse. If he can will it to ease away from the panicked thrum, then he'll give it his damnedest. Stiles is going to be working overtime already, the last minute before he heads out doesn't need to set him up to shut down.

Drawing his hands away, slowly, as the voice gives them the final warning, he stares back in the face of the bright blue, familiar and twisting in his heart. But he doesn't ask, doesn't try to delve into the history behind them, and instead just reaches a hand to squeeze his wrist, briefly, before it's slipped out of his reach. ]

I'll be watching. [ I've got your back. ]

[mistletoed]

[ As Stiles steps into the launchpad to wait out the last ten seconds or so, Jennifer is watching him, her golden eyes flashed, claws tickling the edges of her sleeves. It wasn't an irrational feeling of jealousy so much as that she'd just known, the moment she saw Derek win the games, that Derek was destined to be her mate. It made perfect sense--the girl he'd been defending looked so much like her, it was nearly a perfect match. He was powerful. She was powerful. They had connections--they'd be a dream team.

She'd even loved him after the Argent killed his whole family, when she'd heard it was his fault, because that was the kind of selfless love she could give.

The look on her face is nothing but a scowl as she eyes Stiles, then turns back to stare at Derek. Even as the pad goes up, she never drops her eye contact, and her first mission is as obvious as anything in the back of her head: kill Stiles. ]