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"It's Charlie. Leave one."

[ooc: IC contact for charlie. also good for action spam, text messages and phone calls. doesn't count towards AC.]

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[He winces, and sits up a bit. Shows her a scar on the back of his neck, a simple slice but fairly deep.]

Kanima attack. The venom's a paralytic. Like some kind of nightmare.

[Charlie reaches over, fingers brushing over the scar for a moment.]

What's a kanima?

It's a shapeshifter? A weapon of vengence, of sorts. It can happen when a werewolf bite goes wrong. Instead of being like a normal shifter, it bonds to a master that cna use it to do his or her bidding.

[She makes a face, a bit alarmed and a tiny bit horrified and she's silent for a second or two, grabbing the sodas and holding one out for Stiles.]

Tell me good things about Beacon Hills, otherwise I may change my mind about trying to convince people to send me there instead of back to where I'm from.

[...she didn't even tell him it was something she was considering. Surprise?]

[Stiles looks surprised about that. Really. He takes one of the sodas, and thinks about it.]

It's not...really the place. That's good. The place can be really, really awful. But, the people make it worth sticking there for.

[Was it at least a good surprise?]

Sounds like something I've been looking for for a while.

What's your school like? The teachers and all?

Kind of like Snape, but not as fun. [Ha ha.]

[Charlie laughs some, shaking her head a bit.]

Snape's alright. He takes teaching very seriously.

He takes everything very seriously.

I kind of like it. Sort of. It can be a bit much on occasion.

I wonder if he's even teaching today.

Oh, we're not going to school for a couple days at least. I asked Frances to call us out or whatever. I figured we could use the break.

Considering how much school I skipped out on back home the past year, I'm surprised I'm even graduating.

That's still awesome.

[Charlie stretches out on her stomach again, recapping her soda and setting it aside.]

...how bad do you think our stack of homework will be when we get back to school?

For two days? Probably not that bad.

[He takes another sip of his soda, thinking about it.]

Well, maybe from the physics guy.

God. Don't mention that. He did this scary huge ramble a few days ago and when I asked him if he took a single breath, he said it'd be on the test. I had no idea what was going on.

[This is pretty much the only thing she'll laugh at about that whole memory loss shitstorm. Her shoulders shake some, her face buries itself in her arms and she sighs.]

I take it back. I want nothing to do with actual schooling. Ever.

[Lies.]

Maybe we can get a whole three student lacrosse team going.

You still have to teach me how to play. In return, I'll teach you how to make hand-made pasta.

Hand made pasta?

Yup. Hand-made.

[She has some pretty epic kitchen skills.]

I learned how to in New Hampshire.

That might be fun. I used to make food for my dad. Healthy stuff.

We can do healthy. The pasta only has four ingredients. You can put whatever you want on it once it's cooked.

What have you put on it?

[Charlie shifts, resting her head on his shoulder. She's sort of tired, but it's not time to fall asleep. So it's more to just be close to Stiles.]

I've done diced tomatoes, minced garlic, some oregano, salt and pepper and grated Parmesan. It's really up to your imagination.

[He takes her hand. Less for counting, more for holding onto.]

Well. I've got a pretty good one.

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