( let it snow )

[bottecellie]

❄ it's quiet
and the snow's beautiful tonight → a winter open meme

‧ post with whatever character you want
‧ responders roll for weather + scenario and get to threading
‧ ???
‧ profit

snowfall;

stage i; none, streets are already blanketed in white.
stage ii; very light and intermittent.
stage iii; light - moderate. lasts longer periods.
stage iv; continuous, heavy snowfall.
stage v; the hardest of cores - blizzards, snowstorms, you name it.

scenarios;

① fuck the police, this is the best time for a walk. hope you've got a nice thick coat on.

② stranded in the buttcrack of nowheresville? weren't you watching the time? now you've gone and missed that last bus out of there. or maybe you're lost, somehow. what do?

③ literally chilling, in this weather, is quite easy to do. sitting around relaxing in it is a wee more difficult, but sometimes much more enjoyable, especially if shelter can be found. the snow is beautiful to watch, after all.

④ the weather's not going to stop you. your snow fort's packed full of ammo and ready to go. those aren't snow angels over there; they mark where the poor souls you've downed have fallen. be careful with that snowman's head!!

⑤ you're about fifty miles from civilization but there's a roof over your head, so never mind the chilly draught, right? right. you mightn't be the only one lucky enough to stumble upon this little shelter, though. remember to share the blanket.

⑥ everyone stuck outside should be jelly. you've got a fireplace and hot cocoa and damn if it isn't awesome. a heater's not quite so romantic, but it'd do. there'd better be a backup generator in case the power trips.

⑦ mix and match, or make up your own ‧:❉:‧

Comments

[bostonhowler]

[She curls in on herself, squinting against the falling snow. She had thought she'd managed to get out here for the last bus, but maybe not? Had they curtailed the bus schedule because of the weather? They did that in Boston every once in a while, but the announcement went out on several social media venues and she hadn't found any of those here in California.

Brigid shivers and reaches for her bag.

The smell nudges her and she can just make out the sound of a heartbeat over the hissing blowing of the wind.

Brigid looks around and sees the shadow. Alpha. She can tell by the scent and just wants to run. If she runs, he'll catch her. She can't do that.

So, she bows her head and avoids eye contact as he gets closer.]

Alpha.

[Respect, almost submission and a touch of fear all in one. She's an Omega - not by choice - on another pack's territory. Better not to piss off the locals.]

[pedisequus]

[Derek frowned at the muttered, "Alpha." and submissive attitude. Not because it wasn't expected. More at the irony that he commanded more respect from an omega than any member of his own pack. Correction. The remainder of his pack. He halted a few feet away from the omega.

It was freezing. He had abandoned his signature leather jacket in favor of a more practical, fluffy coat, which was not coping with the snow as well as he had hoped. In the coat's defense, he refused to put the hood up, which would have made it much more effective at keeping snow from melting and trickling down his back. He wasn't in the mood for proper introductions and was far too wet and cold to do much in the way of alpha posturing. At least, while out in the elements.]

Did you miss the bus?

[bostonhowler]

[She shivers against the cold for a moment, tucking her hands into her pockets. Brigid is more than used to cold winter weather. She just hadn't dressed for it this morning. she hadn't had time to check the report.

The question surprises her for a moment. She watches him, wary. Most Alphas don't want anything to do with an Omega. Brigid has been trying to figure out a way to approach him.

Maybe this is the best way? She's never done this before.]

I think so?

[A cautious breath.]

Can I help you, Alpha?

[pedisequus]

[Derek wasn't most alphas. Most alphas had experience and an established pack that they trusted implicitly. He had memories of being in a pack from his childhood and teen years, and knowledge that Laura had deemed necessary to teach him later on. He didn't trust himself, much less anyone else and in turn did not inspire trust in others. His pack was also down to two members. Plus Scott who joined up and dropped out whenever it suited his fancy. Beacon Hills was quiet for now, but that could change in an instant. Derek was vulnerable. If Brigid was looking to join his ranks, her timing could not have been better. And if she wasn't, there was no harm in sizing up a potential threat.]

Maybe, Omega.

[His use of "omega" was sarcastic, although his delivery was too dry to convey that.]

For now, one werewolf to another, do you need a ride home?

[bostonhowler]

[Brigid flinched at the term Omega. Yes, that's what she was now, but it wasn't by choice. She didn't know what had gone wrong back east, or why the Alpha had turned her out. She didn't know why her father had challenged him.

... Basically, she didn't know a lot and it chafed.

Her use of the title had been meant to convey her respect and submission to his superior status. Nothing more. Had she offended him, already? She was flailing around trying to not be Omega. And apparently, failing.

His question surprised her.]

I... if it wouldn't be too much trouble. I'm just past the high school.

[pedisequus]

[He hadn't taken offense at the term. Derek was mostly amused by her insistent use of the word. Alpha. So formal. But she was an omega. He had been in her place and understood the fear, the cautious behavior.]

No trouble. Come on.

[He nodded in the direction of the car and began trudging back through the snow.]

[bostonhowler]

[She hoisted her bag higher on her shoulder and followed him through the snow. Thick, heavy snowflakes swirled through the air, sticking to her hair. Brigid didn't know what to do, beyond follow him toward the black car.

She caught up with him, scuffing through the snow.

When she was finally in the car out of the snow, she pulled down her scarf a little and rubbed her hands together.]

Thank you, Alpha. I appreciate it.

[pedisequus]

[Derek wasn't very good at accepting thanks. He avoided eye contact with the omega and nodded.]

My name's Derek.

[The car rumbled to life. He pulled out of the parking lot and turned in the direction of Beacon Hills high school. His car didn't have chains so he focused on driving, watching for patches of black ice. Snow hadn't begun to stick to the road yet.]

Where are you from?

[bostonhowler]

[Her eyes remained on her lap. She rubbed cold fingers together.]

My name is Brigid Finn, from Boston.

[Her name was Bride. And her accent was a bit thick when she said it.]

I have been trying to find a way to approach you. I don't want to be Omega.

[She really hated being Omega.]

[pedisequus]

What happened? [Brigid seemed sane enough, but omegas became omega for a reason. He would be a fool not to ask. Interesting. She already knew about him. He and Scott were going to have a long conversation about oversharing with potentially dangerous supernatural creatures. Or Stiles. They were both extremely likely suspects.]

[bostonhowler]

[She stared out the window. Her fingers fidgeted with the edges of her sweatshirt. The smell of the Alpha surrounded her and she wanted to relax into it. Brigid wanted to be safe within a pack again.

No one had told her about him. She'd known there was an Alpha around.

The tears gathered on her lashes and she forced them back.]

My father was killed, by the Alpha. Then, I was told to leave. The only family I have left is a maternal aunt who lives here.

[pedisequus]

[That reply answered his question and raised at least a dozen more. He had no idea where to start. Her voice sounded strained, like she was on the verge of tears. He hated tears. He never knew what to do with crying people. When he tried patting them comfortingly on the back, fifty percent of the time it just made them cry harder. Maybe he was patting too hard. He didn't know. In any case, he thought very carefully before speaking.]

Being Omega is dangerous, but danger gravitates towards this town. I can't ensure your safety if you join my pack.

[bostonhowler]

[She doesn't raise her eyes from her lap. There aren't any tears, because she refuses to let them fall.]

I was born a werewolf. When my Da was on duty, Mom and I stayed with the pack. After she died, so Da could finish his fifteen years in the military, I lived with the Alpha and his wife for eighteen months.

He killed my Da and then told me to leave.

Mr. Hale, if I remain an Omega, I will die, after going insane. A group of human hunters who have appointed themselves judges, juries and executioners will track me down and kill me.

[It's a fact that every werewolf has to live with. It's something that had been driven home to her when she'd slipped in her training. If the Alpha hadn't gotten her, then the hunters would have.]

I would rather take my chances with a pack, and be hurt and die with them, than be hunted by humans and cut in half in a back alley somewhere, begging for my life.

[pedisequus]

[Right answer. After being unceremoniously dropped by Erica and Boyd, Derek had been hesitant to turn any others. The Argents were out for his blood already and fresh recruits didn't have the loyalty that Derek required to build a strong pack. He could hardly blame them. The world of werewolves was fresh to them. They hadn't understood the risks, the fear that Derek had lived and dealt with for his entire life. But this girl, this could work. They were nearing the high school.]

Which house is your aunt's?

[bostonhowler]

[Brigid looked up and blinked hard. She didn't know what he had decided, but she knew better than to press. Before she slipped, she'd feed herself a wolfsbane cocktail, to protect her cousins.]

The one with snowmen in the yard, up there on the left.

[pedisequus]

[He drove the car a little ways up the road so that he could turn and pull it up next to the curb in front of her aunt's home. Derek turned to her.]

A student named Isaac Lahey will approach you on Thursday after school. [Today was Tuesday.] If you still feel the same, Omega, follow him.

[bostonhowler]

[She gathered up her bag and straightened her scarf. She had met Isaac. She had him in Math class. Brigid nodded.]

Thank you, for the ride, and for listening. I'll speak to Isaac later.

Cousins? Derek has such a shit screening process.

[pedisequus]

[Derek being the awkward turtle that he is, tensed up at the thanks and nodded stiffly.]

Sorry for your loss.

Living with Maternal Aunt who has kids. They know nothing about wolves. Mom was human.

[bostonhowler]

Thank you, again, Alpha.

[Brigid scribbled her number on a piece of paper.]

In case you need me?

[She climbed out of the car and trudged through the snow toward the house.]

[OOC: I would love to PSL/continue this/whatever. Thank you for letting me really explore her voice! :)]

Re: Living with Maternal Aunt who has kids. They know nothing about wolves. Mom was human.

[pedisequus]

[Derek tucked the number into the right pocket of his coat. He waited to make sure that she got into the house okay and then pulled away from the curb and headed towards home.]

{ooc: Feel free to pm me any time. It was my pleasure.}