![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
07. Looks Like We're In For Nasty Weather
Jun. 22nd, 2014 09:02 pm[Spam for Jack Shephard and Debra Morgan]
[It isn't the first time that Stiles wakes up without knowing where he is. And it's no less terrifying than it always is. The last time he woke up somewhere with no knowledge how he'd gotten there, it had been to Rafael and Melissa McCall pulling him out of a coyote den as he screamed himself back to consciousness. The ground and air even feel similar to the way Malia's den felt, and he forces himself to take a shaky breath. He reminds himself that this isn't really unexpected. The Barge crashed. They're in port, apparently. Unfortunately, he wasn't with Scott or Lydia either one before the boat had shuddered.
But he can hear breathing close by and wow, that's also familiar and creepy. He swallows hard, rubbing a hand over his face and feeling around on the cool ground for his pack, relieved when he feels it. He manages to dig his comm out first and he immediately starts digging around for his flashlight next, trying to ignore the way his hands are shaking. He remembers being in the basement of Eichen House, or what he thought was the basement of Eichen House at the time, anyway. Really, he'd been fighting subconsciously for control over his own mind with the nogitsune.
Everyone has it, but no one can lose it. What is it? It's just a whisper against his mind, a terrifying reminder, and he shuts his eyes quickly, feeling nauseous. He hears the breathing again and he tries to tell himself that he is not back home, that he is not possessed, that the nogitsune is dead, and he needs to pull himself together and get ready to face whatever this new situation is about to bring him. His voice is shaky when he speaks.]
Hello? Who's there?
[Public -- Voice]
[After locating his flashlight and turning it on, after he's talked to Bucky briefly, he makes quick of trying to contact his other friends. Unfortunately it's not working any better now than it was when he was trying to talk to Bucky. It's thick with static.]
...tt? Lydia? [bzzzzzzzzzzzzt] -- ear me?
[It isn't the first time that Stiles wakes up without knowing where he is. And it's no less terrifying than it always is. The last time he woke up somewhere with no knowledge how he'd gotten there, it had been to Rafael and Melissa McCall pulling him out of a coyote den as he screamed himself back to consciousness. The ground and air even feel similar to the way Malia's den felt, and he forces himself to take a shaky breath. He reminds himself that this isn't really unexpected. The Barge crashed. They're in port, apparently. Unfortunately, he wasn't with Scott or Lydia either one before the boat had shuddered.
But he can hear breathing close by and wow, that's also familiar and creepy. He swallows hard, rubbing a hand over his face and feeling around on the cool ground for his pack, relieved when he feels it. He manages to dig his comm out first and he immediately starts digging around for his flashlight next, trying to ignore the way his hands are shaking. He remembers being in the basement of Eichen House, or what he thought was the basement of Eichen House at the time, anyway. Really, he'd been fighting subconsciously for control over his own mind with the nogitsune.
Everyone has it, but no one can lose it. What is it? It's just a whisper against his mind, a terrifying reminder, and he shuts his eyes quickly, feeling nauseous. He hears the breathing again and he tries to tell himself that he is not back home, that he is not possessed, that the nogitsune is dead, and he needs to pull himself together and get ready to face whatever this new situation is about to bring him. His voice is shaky when he speaks.]
Hello? Who's there?
[Public -- Voice]
[After locating his flashlight and turning it on, after he's talked to Bucky briefly, he makes quick of trying to contact his other friends. Unfortunately it's not working any better now than it was when he was trying to talk to Bucky. It's thick with static.]
...tt? Lydia? [bzzzzzzzzzzzzt] -- ear me?
