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Caritas, Sunday Evening
Guy was most definitely an adult once again. One who wasn't looking forward to dealing with the amazingly mature fight he got into with Sarah.
So, he was at the bar. Trying to carefully herd very tiny, very annoying sheep out of his way. Ah, one of the many upsides to being a Green Lantern meant being able to shove them out of the way using just your imagination.
Of course Tino was left to his own devices.
Sorry, Tino.
So, he was at the bar. Trying to carefully herd very tiny, very annoying sheep out of his way. Ah, one of the many upsides to being a Green Lantern meant being able to shove them out of the way using just your imagination.
Of course Tino was left to his own devices.
Sorry, Tino.
The Stage
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There was a lot of glaring involved when she realized they had invaded Caritas as well.
"Beer me."
Important things first, before any of that relationship shit.
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Guy gave her an amused look before pushing a Guinness over toward her. "Glaring only encourages 'em."
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And it gave her joy to be mean to them.
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Giving him a hard time over things he'd had no control over was totally fair, right? Whatever, she wouldn't keep it up for long.
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"What? I'm a lot of things, snooty's not one of them."
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HE WAS SO GOOD AT THIS.
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The Back Room
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Or else he was terrified about what condition Devil's Nest might be in after a week of being run by a viking, and decided to forestall his next visit until absolutely necessary. Either way, he claimed a beer from Tino and took it back into the lounge, where he occupied himself sipping and herding tiny sheep off his shoes and out of the cuffs of his pants.
There was probably a joke to be made about sheep in wolf's clothing, but he was determined not to make it.
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Mostly because Derek was annoyed enough by the sheep to glare down at them and let a little neon blue bleed into his eyes to send them scattering as he flopped down in a chair across from Jack.
Hey, Jack. How you doin'?
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"I won't tell on you for being here if you don't tell on me." Not that he thought Eric actually cared that much, but anyhow. "Hi."
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Look at him, not talking about the week of being teenagers again.
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There was powdered sugar mingled with Derek's scent, and Puppy Joe as usual, but there was also Stiles -- and a whiff of what he would almost swear was Bo.
Sometimes it was easier not to have supersenses.
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She'd changed almost as much as Derek or Kaidan.
He skipped ahead past remarking on that. "Are things all right between the two of you?"
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