She waits for him to leave and then she claws her way free of the earth. A red-headed girl sits on the steps, eyes wide, and Laura scents Peter on her. It's sickly-sweet and fading. Not much. Just enough that she can piece together what's happened.
Laura closes her eyes and quells the urge to howl. This is not a madness born of the fire. Whatever it is that's driving Peter, it was there long before Kate Argent set her sights on their pack. "I'm sorry about this," she tells the girl, trying to brush the dirt from her newly-reawakened skin. She's filthy and naked. Not the most auspicious beginning, but she's alive and that's all that matters. "I'm sorry for what he did to you."
"Not as sorry as I am," the girl bites back. "Who are you?"
"Laura?"
Derek's voice is weak, slurred, but alive and Laura's knees go weak. She wasn't sure if he made it. Couldn't trust that her body was telling her the truth. She looks up at him and smiles. "Hey little brother." The moment feels ridiculously fraught and she can't help gesturing at herself with some chagrin. "Don't suppose I could borrow a shirt?"
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You're not the only one *sheepish grin*
Laura closes her eyes and quells the urge to howl. This is not a madness born of the fire. Whatever it is that's driving Peter, it was there long before Kate Argent set her sights on their pack. "I'm sorry about this," she tells the girl, trying to brush the dirt from her newly-reawakened skin. She's filthy and naked. Not the most auspicious beginning, but she's alive and that's all that matters. "I'm sorry for what he did to you."
"Not as sorry as I am," the girl bites back. "Who are you?"
"Laura?"
Derek's voice is weak, slurred, but alive and Laura's knees go weak. She wasn't sure if he made it. Couldn't trust that her body was telling her the truth. She looks up at him and smiles. "Hey little brother." The moment feels ridiculously fraught and she can't help gesturing at herself with some chagrin. "Don't suppose I could borrow a shirt?"
Re: You're not the only one *sheepish grin*
Re: You're not the only one *sheepish grin*
Re: You're not the only one *sheepish grin*
Re: You're not the only one *sheepish grin*
Re: You're not the only one *sheepish grin*
Re: You're not the only one *sheepish grin*
Re: You're not the only one *sheepish grin*