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001 [Voice/action] Day 103

[Well, waking up to an asphalt pillow is not the worst experience of Stiles' life, but it's still mighty unpleasant. Enough so that he doesn't notice the device strapped to his wrist until he's dragged himself to his feet and reached into his pocket for his phone. Which is missing.

He raises his wrist, staring at the device for a moment, then begins pushing buttons.]

Cape- What the hell? How drunk did I get last night?

[He doesn't realise it's broadcasting, so enjoy a nice, bumpy view of the ground and Stiles' legs as he walks, everyone!]

Hello? Hello?! Where the hell am I?

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[The noise coming from her communicator has her looking down at her wrist. The scene she witnesses makes her sigh slightly before she taps in and responds to him.]

Hey, newbie. Yoo-hoo. Check your wrist.

[He looks around for a moment, before the instruction clicks into his brain and he checks his wrist. Oh hey! A face! And a pretty girl face at that.]

Hey! Uh, where the hell am I? Am I even in California any more?

[Hey... she knew this face.]

Stiles? Oh my god, you're back.

[Her own face broke into a smile and the view moved as she bounced off the couch she'd been sitting on and moved for the door.]

Where are you? I'll come get you in a second.

[That he didn't seem to recognize her or his surroundings hadn't really clicked in yet. Give her a minute, Stiles.]

Edited (shh, you didn't see that.) 2013-08-20 22:39 (UTC)

Back? I-

[Well, hey. That's the happiest anyone's looked to see him in a long time. He's not gonna look that gift horse in the mouth.]

I appear to be on a road.

['it seems to run on some form of electricity'. Give him a minute. He spins.]

There's some houses - a store - Oh, okay. There's a lighthouse like, in the distance. Aaand behind me... Ah! A church.

[There weren't that many roads around Kore, and mentioning the lighthouse and the church zeroed him in on the road her place was on, but further up.]

Hold on, I'll be there in a flash.

[She was happy someone she knew, even if only briefly, was back. She left the house at a jog, keeping it normal paced in case she came up on him sooner than she expected to.]

Stiles! You're back!

Where are you? I can come get you.

Okay, staying put sounds like a plan.

[since, you know, he's lost in the ass-end of he doesn't even know which state, and he can smell the beach. Why can he smell the beach?]

[The lighthouse should have clued him in to why he could smell the beach, but he might get distracted by that when Riley came running up, smile still bright as she flung her arms around him.]

Oh my god, it's so good to see you again! Are you okay? Did they hurt you? If they hurt you, I'll kick their asses.

[It was a futile and empty threat since she had no idea who 'they' were or how to get a hold of them, but she meant it all the same.]

[Oh hey, strawberry-blonde prettiness.]

I- Back? I've never... been here before. Have I? Oh my god, is this somewhere I've been before and can't remember?

[And now he's going to think about all the possible werewolves that could have wiped his memory and why they would have.]

I... I have no idea. I see a lighthouse? Like, in the distance.

Oh good! Derek and I are living there. I'll come get you, okay?

[Oh hey, getting hugged! Stiles is just going to stay very, very still because a strange girl is hugging him and he's not sure if this is a good thing or not.]

...You know, I'm sure this would be less confusing, if a whole lot more awkward, for all concerned if I tell you that I don't know where I am, how I got here, or honestly, why you're hugging me. Not that I'm not grateful, because I'm feeling pretty lost and slightly panicked and hugging is helping, but I feel like we should establish my complete non-knowledge right here and now.

[He's nervous. He babbles.]

Derek's here?

[He's honestly never been so relieved to hear the Alpha's name.]

My Derek? Derek Hale? How long has he been here?

Of course Derek. You were the one to tell me to trust him. I do and we're living in the lighthouse.

[She drew back, hands on his shoulders as she looked his face over. Yes, this was Stiles. It still smelled like him, anyway, but... he was looking at her like he didn't have a clue who she was. That had her smile faltering a little.]

Oh, Stiles. I'm sorry. I thought...

[Her hands dropped from his shoulders, tucking under her arms as she fought against the need to seek comfort with more touching.]

I've heard that happens. I'm sorry. My name's Riley. I, um, I remember you from being here before, but I guess you don't remember that. This is some town in the middle of I have no idea where called Cape Kore. We're stuck here and we have no way of getting out. Trust me, a lot of us have tried.

[Herself included.]

Well, good. I give good advice. Derek is very trustworthy. But seriously, how long has he been here, because I saw him like, two days ago. In Beacon Hills.

[Oh, hey... you didn't have to stop hugging him. Now he has a sad.]

Hey, don't apologise. Hugs are great. I just didn't wanna take advantage of...you apparently knowing who I am and me not even knowing your name. Which is Riley. Good to know.

Were we friends before? Because that'd also be good to know. I mean, I don't know how this goes because I've never been mind-wiped before, but I'm gonna go ahead and assume we were on friendly footing.

Oh. Well.

[She chews her bottom lip.]

Um. At least a month? Maybe a bit more. He helped me out last full moon

[Her smile came back a bit more, because for all that he might not remember her, yeah, this was totally Stiles.]

Yeah, we were friends. Well, I like to think we were. I gave you a haircut because apparently anything more than the buzz you've got going had you itching in your pants.

[On impulse, she hugged him again, quickly in a squeeze before stepping back.]

Seriously though, are you okay? You're not hurt or anything, are you?

Last... Huh.

[Because there's only one kind of creature Stiles knows that needs extra-special help on a full moon.]

You're a werewolf?

(Her brow furrows.]

Stiles, you... you shouldn't ask that.

Huh.

[He runs his hand through his hair, just because she mentioned it and sometimes he forgets that it's longer now.]

No, I'm actually good. Got a bit of a crick from sleeping on the ground, but other than that, fit as a fiddle. Which is a good way to be, considering the overdose of crap going on back home.

Oh? Want to talk about it?

[She was curious about his back home life, knowing that he had some ties with the Alpha currently in town, Derek Hale, but she hadn't gotten to know him beyond a terse conversation.]

Why? Is that breaking some sort of werewolf-code? Sorry, I just assumed 'cause you brought up the full moon, and obviously you know Derek...

[He sighs, shoulders slumping a little.]

Not really. But, I told you I don't want it spread about

[He gives her a sideways little look.]

My best friend tried to set himself on fire last week. And some nutjob is going round sacrificing people- but you see, then it gets complicated, and I should probably ask you how much you know about the 'colourful' population of Beacon Hills before I start with the explaining.

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