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[firsttofreedom]

Wincing in pain.

"Ow, ow, ow."

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[priapia]

"What ails you?" a soft voice asks as a girl peers around the corner.

[firsttofreedom]

"What ails--what?"

[priapia]

Ilse chuckles softly before approaching, stepping out of the shadows. "You are hurt, aren't you? I only asked what brings you pain."

[firsttofreedom]

"Oh, uh... broken arm. Nothing major."

[priapia]

Immediately, she hurries to him, wringing her hands around each other. "Nothing major? Of course this is serious! Have you called for help?"

[firsttofreedom]

"No." He can already feel the bones healing, knitting themselves back together beneath the skin. "It's fine, really. Just hurts."

[priapia]

Ilse does not protest. She watches him with pursed lips instead, until she is certain that he seems alright.

"Who has done this to you?"

[firsttofreedom]

"No one." It's a blatant lie. Boyd and he had been training and the other boy had gotten the upper hand over him. It had been an accident, but it didn't erase the hurt.

[priapia]

She cants her head to the left, then the right. "Oh. I must be bothering you."

[firsttofreedom]

"No, it's okay." He offers a smile, slowly stretching out his fingers.

[priapia]

"You recover quickly," she notes tentatively, "from a broken arm. I have never seen such a thing."

She lifts a hand, waggling her fingers in greeting. "I'm Ilse."

[firsttofreedom]

"Uh, yeah. Thankfully. Otherwise, it'd be so much worse." He raises two fingers of his good hand. "Isaac. Hi."

[priapia]

"Tis a pleasure, Isaac. Are you magic?"

A curious question in a tone so matter of fact. Ilse is terribly serious about this. After all, she is a believer in things unseen.

[firsttofreedom]

"Magic? No." Isaac arches a brow. "Werewolf."

[priapia]

Ilse takes a wary step to the side, curling her hair around her finger.

"I've not met a werewolf before."

hope you don't mind, posting for the lulz!

[triskeled]

And Derek's stopping at all the whining. "Really? I've barely touched you." He raises the tweezers which so happen to be empty and Isaac's ankle still in his clutch. Those splinters wouldn't stay lodged in the bottom of his foot for much longer.

"Why'd you think it was such a great idea to go running through the forest barefoot, anyway?"

[firsttofreedom]

"Now you have." Wriggling his fingers only hurts more, so he stops, resting his arm gently in his lap with a sigh.

Hahaha! Yes!

[firsttofreedom]

The leg of his jeans is rolled up to his knee and one leg rests over the other, holding it up, even though Derek has his ankle in a tight grip. "Yeah, but I know it's gunna hurt."

Isaac shrugs, letting out a sigh. "Seemed like a good idea at the time." He won't mention that it was actually a dare and he was too proud to turn it down.

Should be in bed but sneaking back on >_<

[triskeled]

A scoff and an eye roll is what Isaac gets in response, and Derek's raising the foot in his hand a fraction higher with the intent to pull the splinter free, no ifs, ands, or buts. Or whining. Complaining definitely wasn't going to stop him this time.

"It could be worse; you could have picked up a leech or two along the way." And he's not so much trying to distract the kid (though that's next to impossible the way Isaac's watching and making matters worse for himself) but it would definitely help if he weren't squirming so much. "Also, just because we're werewolves doesn't mean we have to run away like--" the tip of the tweezers manage to find purchase on the splinter and he pulls. "--Neanderthals."

Re: Should be in bed but sneaking back on >_<

[firsttofreedom]

Isaac frowned and couldn't help pulling his foot away from the Alpha's grip, unsuccessfully.

"Don't leeches live in water? I didn't run in water." His brow furrows and he stops focusing so intently on the way the tweezers get closer to the splinter in the bottom of his foot. He doesn't even realise that Derek has gotten a hold of it until he tugs it out. "Ow!"

[triskeled]

Without so much as a glance to it, Derek tosses the splinter into the waste paper basket. "Please, you're fine. You're lucky you heal or else I'd dab it with alcohol," he says as he examines the foot for more and finally releases Isaac when he doesn't find any. "And there are land leeches." Pause. "That climb."

[firsttofreedom]

Isaac was pretty sure that Derek would consider doing that anyway, because he could be kind of sadistic when he wanted to be and it would be the perfect cover for it. "Oh my god! That's..." He pulls a face, placing his now splinter free and healed foot on the floor.

[triskeled]

And he would have if he thought to bring the alcohol along with the tweezers, which is a little disappointing that he didn't. Maybe next time. He shakes his head then. "Here," he says sliding the tweezers to Isaac. "You'll probably need them next time you get the urge to go running barefoot through the forest again."

[firsttofreedom]

"What am I supposed to do? Carry them in my pocket like a boy scout?" He pulls a face, shrugging at the Alpha. "I'm not planning on making a habit out of this."