Fiona O'Malley (
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thepicketfencecliche2016-08-14 06:18 pm
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peter & cora } { of freakshow and anti-brooding
Derek: [and he will get up there and] Sorry, I didn't know. [and he will aboutface]
Boything: Dude!
Fiona: It's fine. [as she ... fixes her shirt] You didn't know anyone was up here. [and once they are both decent again] You're safe.
Derek: No, you got... I'd want my space. I'll just... I'm going to be on the fire escape but I'll put headphones in.
Boything: Nah, it's fine. I gotta go anyway. [he pushes to his feet and grabs his bag] See you later, Fi.
Fiona: Yeah, see you. [and she will wait until the boy is gone, before looking at Derek with a small smile] You can stay, if you want.
Derek: You sure?
Fiona: Yeah. I know it can get crazy crowded down there, especially with all the supernatural ears.
Derek: It's not that. [he goes and finds a place to sit] This city is just so... packed. There's no room to move.
Fiona: Oh, right. [there's a beat as she stretched her legs out] Beacon Hills is a lot smaller, right?
Derek: Yeah. And we lives in the nature preserve. Miles of forest I could just run in.
Fiona: You could go run in Central Park? I mean, I know it's not the same, but it goes for blocks.
Derek: It's too crowded. Someone would see me running. [like a wolf]
Fiona: [it takes her a second and then] ... Oh.
Derek: Yeah. And it doesn't smell right. Too many people.
Fiona: Sorry. We don't have a whole lot of options for that out here. But there are a couple of national parks upstate.
Derek: How far upstate?
Fiona: I dunno. I know the Appalachian Trail meets up somewhere around here.
Derek: Maybe I'll talk to my sister about finding it.
Fiona: I'm sure it wouldn't be hard to find online.
Derek: [wrinkles his nose] I don't like computers.
Fiona: So what, you have a personal objection to google?
Derek: [shrugs]
Fiona: I will google it for you.
Derek: Thanks.
Fiona: No problem.
Derek: [sighs and looks back at the sky] You can't even see the stars here.
Fiona: [glances up and makes a face] Yeah, the city isn't really the place for star gazers.
Derek: I hate it here.
Fiona: [she glances over before giving him a small smile] It's not so bad after a while. There are a lot of fun people. [she pauses for a moment, before taking his hand] C'mon.
Derek: [he looked at her hand suspiciously] Where do you want to go?
Fiona: Out. To show you that not all of New York totally sucks. [and she will gently tug on his hand and head down the fire escape if he lets her]
Derek: We have to see if my sister is okay with that first. [he will be dragged easily]
Fiona: [down to the window, back into the apartment] I'm taking Derek to Freakshow!
Leah: [rolls her eyes] You two are too young to be in Freakshow.
Fiona: It's not like I'll be drinking. I'm just going to hang out with Ryan and Istas.
Derek: Wait, what's Freakshow?
Fiona: It's a club. It's mostly frequented by cryptids and tourists who don't know better.
Derek: I don't like clubs.
Fiona: It's not that kind of club. Try something new. You might like it.
Derek: Laura?
Laura: [glances between them before shrugging] It seems like it's safe if it's cryptid friendly. As long as you want to go. [she'll give him a choice but it might do him some good to be social.]
Derek: [He doesn't want to, but Fiona's all but dragging him and it beats sticking around here] I'll leave if I don't like it.
Fiona: [she shrugs] Suit yourself. [to her sister] We'll be back by curfew.
Leah: You better.
Derek: [grabs his jacket and wallet]
Fiona: [and off they go. Fiona's going to take him through the "short cut" which basically just leads through various back alleys that somewhat mimic Very's path over the rooftops, but eventually they wind up at what looks like a dive and Fiona will make her way over to the tanuki bouncer on duty flashing him a grin] Hey, Ryan.
Derek: [he sniffs the air and looks at Ryan confused because that was some raccoon he was picking up]
Ryan: [sighs as he eyes Derek] You're not supposed to be here, Fi.
Fiona: And yet you still let me in, every time.
Ryan: [rolls his eyes] Who's the wolf?
Fiona: Derek Hale. Derek, this is Ryan. He's a tanuki.
Derek: Tanuki's aren't supposed to be in America.
Ryan: And werewolves are supposed to be disease-ridden creatures that are only bitten and not born, but you don't see me making any snap judgements now do you?
Fiona: Play nice. Is Istas working tonight?
Derek: I was making a point of location, not being speciest. [rolls his eyes in teenage annoyance]
Ryan: [Ryan doesn't know how assuming that tanukis don't leave Japan isn't speciesist, but he's not in the mood to pick a fight with a teenager tonight] Yeah, she's inside. She's working the booths in the back.
Fiona: Cool. [and with that she will take Derek's hand and guide him inside to the club itself. there's a brightly lit stage where the can-can line is perform, and there are tables filled with smatterings of people. The dragon waitresses are wandering between the tables doing their thing, save for Istas, wearing her usual goth lolita garb and she smiles at Fiona when she sees her] Hey, Istas.
Derek: [and that is a lot of new smells he is getting hit with, and he's the wide-eyed teenager on overload trying to figure it all out at once. And then he sees Istas and blinks because whoa that is a very deadly creature]
Istas: Hello, Fiona. Who is the puppy?
Fiona: This is my friend Derek. He's new in town. Derek, this is Istas. She's a waheela.
Derek: I never heard of a waheela before.
Fiona: They usually stay out in the Midwest and don't really like to socialize. Istas is an exception.
Istas: I enjoy New York. There are nice people here.
Derek: [looks at Fiona] Is this place full of exceptions?
Fiona: That's why they call it Freakshow. [pulls him into the booth with her] Nachos and two sodas. What kind do you like? [that was to Derek]
Derek: Um... fanta orange?
Istas: [nods as she makes notes] I'll be back.
Fiona: [smiles as Istas disappears and Very comes on the stage to do her thing] Oh - see her? [drops her voice] She's a Price.
Derek: [he's a 17 year old boy. he's just going to... stare.]
Fiona: [rolls her eyes a bit as she snaps her fingers in front of him] Oh, come on. Don't tell me you've never seen burlesque before.
Derek: I come from a small town, remember?
Fiona: [sighs] It's just dancing. It's not like she's stripping.
Derek: Well, I like it. Contrary to popular belief, some guys like some things left to the imagination.
Fiona: Good to know. [a beat] Anyway, she's a Price. Did your mom ever work with the Prices?
Derek: I don't know, really. Didn't pay a lot of attention to a lot of that stuff. I just answered the doors when we had guests if Laura was at class.
Fiona: [she nods once] The Prices are a family of cryptozoologists. Kind of like emissaries but they don't really act as advisors they just know a lot of shit.
Derek: So basically walking encyclopedia's of weird?
Fiona: Yep. They also try to help cryptids because they understand that they're important parts of the ecosystem. They're big allies.
Derek: Anyone who fights to keep me alive would be an ally.
Fiona: Exactly. They're like the anti-hunter.
Derek: I like anti-hunters.
Fiona: You and me both.
Derek: So you want me to meet this Price?
Fiona: She'll probably swing down eventually. But she'll be good for your sister to get to know.
Derek: So who should I know?
Fiona: Me. [she smirks] Istas and Ryan are really cool when you're not pissing him off. The dragons aren't friendly, but you could probably charm them if you tried.
Derek: I wasn't trying to piss them off.
Fiona: I know. But is it really that weird for a tankui to like to travel?
Derek: According to everything I've read, yeah. They don't leave their country because they are very tight knit communities.
Fiona: But a lot of Japanese families immigrated to the states during World War II. Tanuki included.
Derek: Yeah, I remember history. But I've never met one.
Fiona: Just because you never met one, doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Have you ever met a cuckoo?
Derek: Like the bird?
Fiona: Yeah, sort of.
Derek: No, I haven't. Not unless the one in my mom's clock counts.
Fiona: If you get to know the Prices you'll meet one of those too.
Derek: Really?
Fiona: She's really good at math. [there's a beat as Istas returns with their food and drink] There are tons of cryptids in New York. I'm sure you'll meet a lot of them if you stick around.
Derek: Thank you, Istas. [trying to be polite now, and then he shoves a nacho in his mouth] Well, me sticking around is up to Laura.
Fiona: Well, you're going to be turning eighteen soon right?
Derek: November.
Fiona: So, I know there's the whole pack thing but you could like ... go away to school or something.
Derek: Maybe. Right now I think it's better to lay low and stick together.
Fiona: Right.
Derek: [and he's going to just focus on his drink and the nachos a moment]
Fiona: [and she sits there sipping her soda as she settles next to him] I get that things are really sucky right now. I do. But ... it doesn't have to all be bad.
Derek: I hunter killed my entire family. Kinda hard to see the good right now. [especially when it's all your fault]
Fiona: Didn't kill you. Didn't kill your sister. You get to make some awesome new friends. [aka you have awesome present company]
Derek: [he chuckled at the last piece] Yeah, but they took my mom. It hurts inside.
Fiona: And I'm not saying it'll get better. But it'll get easier.
Derek: I know. I just can't see that right now, you know?
Fiona: I know.
Derek: [shrugs] I feel like everything I know is gone.
Fiona: [she looks down for a moment, before taking a deep breath] I know it's not the same, but my parents are both gone too. I get the ... something missing.
Derek: It's not just that. She was my alpha too. So it felt like part of me was ripped away on top of it.
Fiona: I'm sorry. [and she means that genuinely. it's not just lip service]
Derek: [he looked up at her and gave her a small smile] Thanks.
Fiona: [she nods] Now, I don't know about your own personal sadness distraction techniques, but you should know that I don't deal well with brooding. And if we're going to be friends, I will be trying to prevent it early and often.
Derek: Normally I'm not a brooder.
Fiona: Good. Now is not a good time to start.
Derek: [he smirked a bit at that, reaching for another chip] Alright.
Fiona: [she smirks as well, before leaning back next to him] So New York - not as bad as you originally thought, right?
Derek: Still too crowded and smells funny.
Fiona: Both fair complaints. But more fun, yes?
Derek: I guess.
Fiona: That's the important part.
Derek: I'll try to remember that.
Fiona: Good. And if you need it, I'll remind you.
Derek: I'm sure you will take delight in doing that.
Fiona: It would be my pleasure.