Stiles Stilinski (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
voluntaryapnea) wrote2014-04-09 01:06 am
voluntaryapnea) wrote2014-04-09 01:06 am
Entry tags:
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- cassel sharpe,
- chris d'amico,
- chromie,
- commander spock,
- dean winchester,
- duke crocker,
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- jack shephard,
- john crichton,
- nothing in this world i wouldn't do,
- peter parker,
- scorpius,
- scott mccall,
- stephanie brown,
- william bush,
- wynter,
- you still got me
(001) Video
[Well here we go. He is on a ship and he thinks for the briefest of moments about making a joke about calling it the Ship of Dreams because Lydia has made him watch Titanic a few too many times. But it sounds lame even to him, and he's still not feeling that great about...anything, really.
After a long moment of hesitation, he turns the camera on and gives a small smile that looks a bit more like a grimace than anything. His tone is light and friendly, even if his expression is tired, his skin a bit too pale, and there are bags under his eyes that indicate it's been awhile since he's had any decent sleep. He's still cold, still achy and nauseous, but he knows he's going to get better from that eventually. In theory.]
So I have to admit that the irony in this is kind of hilarious. I mean, my dad's a sheriff and I'm not even out of high school and here I am on a ship about to be a warden.
[He pauses. Warden definitely beats being possessed, so he's rolling with it. It's what he does.]
Can't say this is exactly how I figured things would turn out, buuuut. [He shrugs, looking down for a moment.] It sort of does beat the alternative, so I guess I'm happy to be here.
I'm Stiles Stilinski.
After a long moment of hesitation, he turns the camera on and gives a small smile that looks a bit more like a grimace than anything. His tone is light and friendly, even if his expression is tired, his skin a bit too pale, and there are bags under his eyes that indicate it's been awhile since he's had any decent sleep. He's still cold, still achy and nauseous, but he knows he's going to get better from that eventually. In theory.]
So I have to admit that the irony in this is kind of hilarious. I mean, my dad's a sheriff and I'm not even out of high school and here I am on a ship about to be a warden.
[He pauses. Warden definitely beats being possessed, so he's rolling with it. It's what he does.]
Can't say this is exactly how I figured things would turn out, buuuut. [He shrugs, looking down for a moment.] It sort of does beat the alternative, so I guess I'm happy to be here.
I'm Stiles Stilinski.
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Which is ironic because calm is usually my genetic opposite. [Seriously. Ask anyone. Okay, well. Scott, anyway.
He smirks faintly at the question.]
It's a nickname. And trust me, it's about a billion times better than the real thing.
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The hunter smirks reflexively at that.]
Well, don't worry, I'm sure you'll be back to your MO soon enough.
You can't just drop that bomb and then not expect me to ask. And then pester you relentlessly and/or make up another, worse nickname until you tell me.
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The whole ship should be afraid when that happens. I don't sleep much.
[He arches his eyebrows.] You can ask and you can pester, but I can keep a secret pretty well. Especially about this.
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You wouldn't say that if you'd been here a couple days earlier. No one's told you about floods yet, huh?
Better get it outta the way now while you have a choice, because I sure as hell won't forget, Spiky.
I'm Dean.
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Floods, huh? No, haven't heard about those. Are we talking Titanic kind of flooding? Noah's Ark kind of flooding...?
Nah. Still passing.
Nice to meet you, Dean.
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Not everyone's affected every time, not every one ends up with the same situation, but there it is.
I'll wait here while you doubt me.
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Hey, don't feel bad about it, man. People I love aren't even privy to that information. It is highly classified.
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Even better.
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[Difficult to tell if Dean is being serious or not; the argument could go both ways between his partial grin and the flippant tone.
70 is actually the low range of the people that could kick some ass around here; Dean still bears scars - faint, but healed over instead of death tolled - from his run-in with his own white-haired inmate.]
You already know someone here, so I'll get outta your face. Holler if you need anything.
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[His tone is wry and his eyebrows are arched.]
Yeah, will do. Thanks, man.