Potentially. Tattoos have been a big deal, the couple of times the city's thrown them at us. There was a cultural exchange with another city not too long ago, where giving someone a tattoo represented a permanent connection between you and them. I've seen them used as a citation punishment, too - permanently marking a sub as a Dom's property. I've given someone a tattoo here. He still has it. But.
I mean, it's Duplicity. You might've just fucked up, and now you're getting punished. Could be something temporary to screw with your head, in which case, you'll wake up tomorrow and it'll be gone. Worst case scenario - there's a place called the repair shop. You can go out there and ask them to change something about your body, and they'll do it, if you give them something in return. They'll get rid of the tattoo for you.
Doesn't matter. I can make the payment for you, though. If this thing doesn't go away on its own and you want it gone, let me know. I'll take you there and help you get it removed. You won't have to do anything.
[ the boob that scott used to draw whenever he thought of allison that one summer after he got his ass dumped. poor stiles. he's mildly annoyed at the whole suspiciously nice thing, but he's also derek, so he's at least a little mildly annoyed at all things all times. ]
I'm not a bad guy, you know. I've only ever wanted to help you guys.
Scott was sixteen years old, practically an Omega and trying to date into the most prolific and dangerous family of werewolf hunters I've ever dealt with. You were the annoying little human boy who wanted to leave me on the side of the road to die when I got shot. I was pretty stressed, back then. What with the whole unknown Alpha threat biting teenage boys thing going on. But I was trying to keep you both alive.
I didn't criticize you for thinking that. I know that's how you felt. I know in my attempts to keep Scott in the dark, I didn't make it easy to believe otherwise. Didn't realize you were still holding a grudge, though.
but last time I saw you, I don't think we were exactly 'do unspecified favors for each other that sound suspiciously like selling off pieces of your soul' buddies
[ Derek's not sure what to say to that. It's-- actually pretty tempting to fall back on old habits and say something mean and dismissive so he doesn't have to talk about this, but given that Stiles just criticized him for how he used to act, that feels like a pretty fucking stupid thing to do. So. ]
That's not how I felt about you back home. Sorry if that's how you saw things.
[ Also, he's a stupid piece of shit, so he snaps and says something he doesn't need to say regardless of knowing that being annoyed isn't going to help anyone. ]
I didn't have to sell off my soul, by the way. I fucked someone in the middle of the store. Gave everyone a real good look.
[ not the worst thing that happened here. that'd be the executions. those sucked. derek just kind of stares at his phone feeling like an asshole for a second, stewing in the aftermath of this very awkward moment, and he's not really sure what to say next.
Anyway. I'm just fucking with you. It sounds like a good place to work. Better than some of the other jobs around here. I'm happy for you. Believe it or not.
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[ he wants to ask questions, but - ]
Potentially.
Tattoos have been a big deal, the couple of times the city's thrown them at us.
There was a cultural exchange with another city not too long ago, where giving someone a tattoo represented a permanent connection between you and them. I've seen them used as a citation punishment, too - permanently marking a sub as a Dom's property.
I've given someone a tattoo here. He still has it.
But.
I mean, it's Duplicity.
You might've just fucked up, and now you're getting punished. Could be something temporary to screw with your head, in which case, you'll wake up tomorrow and it'll be gone.
Worst case scenario - there's a place called the repair shop. You can go out there and ask them to change something about your body, and they'll do it, if you give them something in return.
They'll get rid of the tattoo for you.
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I've only used them once. Didn't have to give them money.
I can give you some cash, though.
At least enough to buy some decent food. A better bed.
Some kind of comfort.
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what did you promise?
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[ ... ]
Doesn't matter.
I can make the payment for you, though.
If this thing doesn't go away on its own and you want it gone, let me know. I'll take you there and help you get it removed.
You won't have to do anything.
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I'll live with it for now. it's just Scott's stupid circle thing, it won't kill me
thanks for the offer though, that was suspiciously nice of you
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[ the boob that scott used to draw whenever he thought of allison that one summer after he got his ass dumped. poor stiles. he's mildly annoyed at the whole suspiciously nice thing, but he's also derek, so he's at least a little mildly annoyed at all things all times. ]
I'm not a bad guy, you know.
I've only ever wanted to help you guys.
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but only ever wanted to help is a pretty rose-tinted way of remembering things
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How do you remember things, then?
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You were the annoying little human boy who wanted to leave me on the side of the road to die when I got shot.
I was pretty stressed, back then. What with the whole unknown Alpha threat biting teenage boys thing going on.
But I was trying to keep you both alive.
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and you were the mysterious leather jacket werewolf asshole who we still weren't sure wasn't the guy running around biting teenage boys
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I know in my attempts to keep Scott in the dark, I didn't make it easy to believe otherwise.
Didn't realize you were still holding a grudge, though.
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but last time I saw you, I don't think we were exactly 'do unspecified favors for each other that sound suspiciously like selling off pieces of your soul' buddies
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That's not how I felt about you back home.
Sorry if that's how you saw things.
[ Also, he's a stupid piece of shit, so he snaps and says something he doesn't need to say regardless of knowing that being annoyed isn't going to help anyone. ]
I didn't have to sell off my soul, by the way.
I fucked someone in the middle of the store.
Gave everyone a real good look.
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it takes him a long moment to figure out what to say to that]
sorry
that sucks
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[ not the worst thing that happened here. that'd be the executions. those sucked. derek just kind of stares at his phone feeling like an asshole for a second, stewing in the aftermath of this very awkward moment, and he's not really sure what to say next.
cool talk so far, it's going great. ]
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so.
yeah.]
I got a job
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Where are you working?
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comic book shop. it's not super lucrative but they let me get a job without a dom vouching for me. gets me out of the dorms.
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Don't get fired for reading more comics than you sell.
Feels like that would be on brand for you.
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Anyway. I'm just fucking with you.
It sounds like a good place to work. Better than some of the other jobs around here.
I'm happy for you. Believe it or not.