Well, you don't have to make a decision right now. That's one of the bonuses of being a vampire. You have the luxury of time.
[They have forever, after all.]
And because we have time ... you're not restricted to only one epic love and if you don't find it at right that second when it crosses your path, that doesn't mean it's over with that person forever. I mean, sure. If the world was perfect, that's the way it could work, but it doesn't.
[She takes another sip of her drink.]
You said it yourself, you kissed her once in an ambulance and she was gone, but here she is again. And maybe now isn't the right time either, but ... I am very much guilty of trying to control things and pushing them so hard that they break. And while I don't regret speaking up for my needs at the time, I do regret forgetting that we had time to figure things out and things weren't going to be hard and scary forever.
So ... take your time. If it's meant to be, then it'll be there when you're both ready.
You look at it that way, I look at it as everything I can learn from. Teach me your ways.
( He skipped the first time around, but, maybe it could be good for him. )
I'm sort of, in and out of the equivalent of couple's therapy with my partner, but talking to you more, maybe -- weekly -- could do me real good. And not just because I don't have to talk in metaphors with you. Do you... counsel in your off hours? Outside of the Mystic Grille?
I don't ask for help. Like ever. So. That means a lot.
( As good as it is to be honest and work through everything, he realizes he has much more to work through. And his biggest problem? Is not being a vampire, but, being Stiles. )
[But she will tell it over several more drinks and possibly some snacks until the rest of their group arrives. Lydia slides into the booth next to Stiles with a sigh.
"Well, that was an exercise in nothing we didn't already know."]
I think I'm going back to Boston. I need to make sure I have a job to go back to when this is all over.
[Not that that's going to do anything to help against the Gauntlet but this is a witch problem not a banshee problem. And she should at least check in at work before her life gets upended again.
Isaac glances over his shoulder at Bonnie, curious about how that texting is going. "We might be heading north too."]
("Danny's going to need reinforcements," Bonnie says, looking up. "Could your job spare you one more weekend? The more bodies he has, the more this ritual will stick. I'm getting bits and pieces, but, Sierra Harper gave him her blessing - and then some."
As Stiles catches up... )
Sierra Harper, like the liar, the witch, in the New Orleans trapdrobe?
("Think of it like being a conduit. Like Scott or Isaac, or an Original. Even a Damon. That energy can be harnessed, but not taken, to balance his efforts --")
Alright. I can try. It's not like New York isn't on the way to Boston anyway.
[But she will turn to Stiles.]
But since we don't want to steal Ryan's car, any chance you could give us a ride?
[She misses him, and would like to get some quality face time, even if that face time might include him and Isaac sniping at each other for five plus hours.]
Nope. We're good, and you know where to find me if you need me.
[It's good for him to get reintegrated with his friends, so she's not going to stand in his way.]
Good luck with Danny.
[And will she and Ryan - gasp - actually have some time to themselves and not be running all over creation? Only time will tell. Maybe we'll pick back up with them in the interlude.]
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[They have forever, after all.]
And because we have time ... you're not restricted to only one epic love and if you don't find it at right that second when it crosses your path, that doesn't mean it's over with that person forever. I mean, sure. If the world was perfect, that's the way it could work, but it doesn't.
[She takes another sip of her drink.]
You said it yourself, you kissed her once in an ambulance and she was gone, but here she is again. And maybe now isn't the right time either, but ... I am very much guilty of trying to control things and pushing them so hard that they break. And while I don't regret speaking up for my needs at the time, I do regret forgetting that we had time to figure things out and things weren't going to be hard and scary forever.
So ... take your time. If it's meant to be, then it'll be there when you're both ready.
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( Being a vampire, giving advice, coming off as the coolest mentor, running a school, you name it, he assumes Caroline kicks ass at it. )
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Someone should benefit from all my years of mistakes.
[And that's what she's here for. To help Stiles, so that he turns out okay. So that he has a better shot than vampires of the past.]
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( He skipped the first time around, but, maybe it could be good for him. )
I'm sort of, in and out of the equivalent of couple's therapy with my partner, but talking to you more, maybe -- weekly -- could do me real good. And not just because I don't have to talk in metaphors with you. Do you... counsel in your off hours? Outside of the Mystic Grille?
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[Because that's what this will be at the end of the day. A friend to be able to touch base with when living forever gets hard.]
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( As good as it is to be honest and work through everything, he realizes he has much more to work through. And his biggest problem? Is not being a vampire, but, being Stiles. )
How did you get in your line of work, anyway?
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[But she will tell it over several more drinks and possibly some snacks until the rest of their group arrives. Lydia slides into the booth next to Stiles with a sigh.
"Well, that was an exercise in nothing we didn't already know."]
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Things not arm themselves at the armory?
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[Lydia shrugs. It was a long shot anyway.]
Not that I feel like we need to know much more at this point. This doesn't seem like the kind of thing that you can stop so much as brace for impact.
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( How do they brace? )
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[Not that that's going to do anything to help against the Gauntlet but this is a witch problem not a banshee problem. And she should at least check in at work before her life gets upended again.
Isaac glances over his shoulder at Bonnie, curious about how that texting is going. "We might be heading north too."]
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As Stiles catches up... )
Sierra Harper, like the liar, the witch, in the New Orleans trapdrobe?
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[If she's giving up the ghost and taking Danny's side, anyway. But Lydia makes a tentative face at that.]
I'm not a witch. I'm not really sure how I could help.
[She's not saying that as her being opposed to helping, but she would rather be useful over slowing people down.]
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-- Like a battery.
( "Not... quite." )
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[But she will turn to Stiles.]
But since we don't want to steal Ryan's car, any chance you could give us a ride?
[She misses him, and would like to get some quality face time, even if that face time might include him and Isaac sniping at each other for five plus hours.]
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( He nods in his direction.
Bonnie leans against Isaac and lowers her voice. "Does he or does he not have a thing?" )
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Lydia raises an eyebrow, because they are definitely going to talk about that later.]
Perfect. It'll give us some time to catch up.
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( Stiles, you came here for her, but sure, make it sound official. )
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[It's good for him to get reintegrated with his friends, so she's not going to stand in his way.]
Good luck with Danny.
[And will she and Ryan - gasp - actually have some time to themselves and not be running all over creation? Only time will tell. Maybe we'll pick back up with them in the interlude.]
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