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shanachie_quillevil_little_dog on March 25th, 2014 06:44 am (local)
Leverage, Parker+/Eliot+/Hardison, Parker's bunny is missing.
Eliot looked up as a blonde thief squirmed her way through his window. “Are you ever going to use the door?”
“It’s more fun this way,” she said. She hopped up onto the counter and watched him move around the kitchen for a minute.
He finally got tired of her watching him and turned to look at her. “Do you need something, Parker?”
“Bunny’s missing,” she told him.
“And what do you want me to do about it?” he questioned.
“You’re the retrieval specialist!” she blurted out.
“Um, Parker? Not exactly what I normally do.”
“How is it not what you do? You retrieve things. Can you find Bunny?” Parker looked at him, tears in her eyes. “Please. Find Bunny.”
As much as Eliot tormented Parker, there really wasn’t anyway he could say no to her. “When did you last see… Bunny?”
“He was on my bed when I left this morning. When I got back, he was gone.”
Eliot sighed. “And just by chance, you checked under the bed? And around the bed?”
Parker huffed. “Yes. Of course I did. Bunny’s gone!”
“Okay, Parker.” Eliot motioned for her to jump down off the counter. “Let’s go retrieve your Bunny.”
A search of her warehouse revealed no clues as to where Bunny had gone so Eliot called Hardison. He knew the computer tech could access the cameras outside the building.
It didn’t take long for the tech to locate a small figure sneaking into the warehouse and then back out again. “Hey!” Parker exclaimed. “I know him.”
“Is that a kid?” Eliot asked. “Parker, how did a kid get into your warehouse?”
Parker looked sheepish. “I might have let him in a time or two?”
“So we go get the bunny back?” Hardison asked.
Eliot looked at Parker who was staring at the freeze framed picture of the kid. “We go get Bunny,” he confirmed.
It took Hardison just a few minutes to track the kid back to an empty lot where he disappeared for a few minutes. When he reappeared, he had a little girl with him and she clutched Bunny tightly. “You still want to go get it?” Hardison questioned.
“Bunny is mine,” Parker insisted.
“Give me a few minutes,” Eliot said, getting to his feet and heading out of the warehouse.
When he returned, he had something tucked into his jacket and he refused to let either of the others see. “Can we go get Bunny now?” Parker demanded.
“Do you know the boy’s name?” Eliot asked. “And I want you two to stay here.”
“I don’t want to stay here!” Parker said. “I want to go with you to get Bunny.”
“Parker,” Eliot warned.
She huffed but finally folded her arms and agreed. “But you better come back with Bunny.”
Eliot rolled his eyes, stalking out of the warehouse. “Stay. Put.”
The lot was empty when he arrived, but it wasn’t long before he noticed the grass on the far side moving. “I’m not going to hurt you,” he called. “I just want to talk to you for a minute.”
It took a minute, but finally two towheads popped out from the grass. Eliot sat down cross-legged where he was in the lot and motioned for them to come forward. “We didn’t do anything,” the boy said.
“Hi. I’m Eliot,” the retrieval specialist responded. “Who are you?”
The boy eyed him suspiciously before answering, “I’m Cassidy. This is my sister, Amelia.”
“Nice to meet you.” Eliot motioned to the bunny that Amelia was clutching. “That belongs to a friend of mine.”
Amelia squeaked, clutching the stuffed rabbit tighter. “She didn’t steal it,” Cassidy growled.
“I know,” Eliot said. “I know how she got it.” He shook his head when the boy started to protest. “Don’t worry about it. I want to make a trade.”
“What kind of trade?” Cassidy asked.
Eliot reached into his jacket and removed a stuffed bunny, holding it out to the little girl. “I’ll give you this one, to keep, if I can have that one back,” he offered.
Amelia reached out eagerly, handing over Bunny and taking the one Eliot offered her. She examined the bunny for a minute before hugging it to her. Eliot turned his attention to Cassidy. “Try to stay out of the warehouse now, okay?” he said.
Cassidy nodded, taking Amelia’s hand and helping her to her feet. They both waved before wandering away. Eliot stuffed Bunny into his jacket where the other rabbit had resided and stood up himself, heading back towards the warehouse. It was probably the easiest retrieval job he’d ever had.
tigriswolf on March 25th, 2014 08:56 am (local)
Teen Wolf (TV), Hale/McCall pack, hide&seek vs stalk&pounce
(Hale/McCall pack includes Derek, Stiles, Erica, Lydia, Boyd, Isaac, Scott, Allison, and maybe Jackson)
Summer meant the pack was free to spend their time as they wanted (for the most part since Erica and Scott were required to attend summer school and Lydia and Stiles had chosen to attend). When they weren’t in school, they often ended up at the Hale House. Derek had finally decided to demolish it and although he wasn’t rebuilding on the spot, it had become a gathering spot.
One day while they were lazing around in the grass, Stiles suddenly rolled over and sat up. “Let’s play hide and seek.”
There were different reactions immediately as Lydia refused while Erica, Isaac, Scott, and Allison looked intrigued. Boyd didn’t seem to have an opinion. Derek just looked confused.
“I am not running around while wearing heels,” Lydia said.
“I can lend you some boots,” Allison said. “Come on. It’ll be fun.”
It took a few more minutes of convincing before Lydia agreed to put on the boots Allison offered her. She still wasn’t thrilled about the idea of playing hide and seek with werewolves though. “Don’t they have an unfair advantage?” she asked as she carefully exchanged her shoes.
“We could handicap them?” Stiles suggested.
“How would we…?” Scott asked.
Stiles turned to Derek. “How did you play hide and seek when you were kids? Did you play hide and seek?”
“Um. No?” Derek said. “I don’t even know what hide and seek is.”
At those words, the rest of the pack whipped their heads around to stare at him. “You’ve never played hide and seek?” Erica asked.
Derek still looked confused. “What did you play?” Isaac asked. “I played hide and seek. I’m pretty sure everyone did.”
“Hide and seek?” Stiles suggested. “You know where everyone hides and one person has to find them?”
“Nope,” Derek said.
“What did you play?” Stiles asked.
“We went hunting,” Derek said. “We played stalk and pounce. Even the human members. We went running.”
“Stalk and pounce?” Boyd questioned.
“We would track the others through the preserve,” Derek said. “Follow them. Track them. And then…” He smiled ferally. “Pounce on them.” He shrugged. “It was how we trained.”
“I don’t know if that’s disturbing or fascinating,” Stiles said.
“Can we try that?” Scott asked. He glanced at the other pack members. “It sounds like a lot of fun. I mean you take into consideration the human members, right?” he asked Derek.
Derek nodded. “Yeah. Of course.”
“Do the humans track the wolves, too?” Allison asked. “Or allowed to defend themselves against the wolves?”
“The tracking… never really came up?” Derek replied. “And yeah, they can defend themselves.”
“Five against three doesn’t seem very fair,” Lydia pointed out. “The wolves still have an advantage since they can sniff us right out.”
“So we get to stalk them, too,” Allison suggested. “Or we divide into teams. With a human and a wolf on each team and a team with two wolves.”
“Or combine the two games?” Stiles suggested. “It sounds like they’re pretty similar. But we could…”
“That could work,” Derek interrupted. “We never really hid, but we could.”
“And you have to get both members of the team to tag that team out,” Scott said. When everyone looked at him, he shrugged. “It makes sense.”
“I think it’s more that you’re making sense, buddy,” Stiles pointed out. “Not that you don’t make sense, but it normally takes you a little while. That. Might have come out wrong,” he said.
Scott patted him on the shoulder. “It’s okay. I got it.”
“Could we get back on topic?” Lydia asked.
It took the pack a few minutes to work out the teams, but they soon had them ironed out. Derek and Stiles would be team one (because no one wanted to have to deal with an irate Derek if Stiles got hurt on their watch), Scott and Allison team two (since they wouldn’t be separated); Erica and Lydia team three (since the entire pack agreed Erica needed to work on working with someone other than their normal partner). That left Boyd and Isaac as team four and since neither of the betas really minded working with each other, it was fine with them.
The group quickly scattered, heading in opposite directions. Stiles bounced alongside Derek as they moved quickly away from the rest of the pack. “So what’s the plan, wolfman?” he asked. “We gonna sneak up behind them and blamo?”
Derek rolled his eyes and slapped his hand over Stiles’s mouth. “They’ll hear you,” he growled. When Stiles’s eyes widened, he dropped his hand. “Werewolves, remember?”
“Ri…” Stiles started to say, then nodded when Derek glared at him.
For a few minutes they moved farther and farther into the forest, Derek cocking his head every so often as if he was listening for the rest of the pack. Finally Stiles tugged on the back of Derek’s jacket. “Did you have an actual plan?” he asked in a low voice.
“Keep moving and make sure we can’t be pinned down,” Derek answered.
“How about this?” Stiles suggested. “Use me as bait.”
“What? No.”
“I’m not saying throw me to the wolves.” Stiles winced. “Bad choice of words. You know what I mean. I’m just saying.”
“Do you have a plan?” Derek asked.
Stiles shrugged out of his plaid, holding it out to Derek. “Would you say this is saturated in my scent?” When Derek nodded shortly, he continued, “So put it somewhere, then get me up a tree. We can drop down on whoever investigates the shirt.”
It didn’t take them long to set up, Derek climbing the tree and snagging the shirt on a branch just out of reach from the ground. Then he picked a tree not far from the planted shirt and helped Stiles get settled on one of the branches. Derek had just gotten himself situated behind one of the other trees when he heard other noises that weren’t from Stiles finding a new position on the branch.
There was no way for him to warn Stiles so Derek kept a close eye on the direction the sounds were coming from. A few minutes later, Isaac burst into the smallish clearly they’d staked out, followed closely by Boyd.
As they went for the shirt, which was beyond where both Derek and Stiles were hiding, Derek darted out to tag Boyd. Stiles dropped down as Isaac spun to confront Derek and touched Isaac on the back. “Tag, you’re it,” he said.
The werewolf spun around, but sighed as he realized he’d been fairly tagged out. “Head back to the house,” Derek ordered. He turned to Stiles as the betas followed directions. “Ready to stalk the rest?” he asked.
Stiles grinned in response. “After you.”
Leverage, Parker+/Eliot+/Hardison, Parker's bunny is missing.
Eliot looked up as a blonde thief squirmed her way through his window. “Are you ever going to use the door?”
“It’s more fun this way,” she said. She hopped up onto the counter and watched him move around the kitchen for a minute.
He finally got tired of her watching him and turned to look at her. “Do you need something, Parker?”
“Bunny’s missing,” she told him.
“And what do you want me to do about it?” he questioned.
“You’re the retrieval specialist!” she blurted out.
“Um, Parker? Not exactly what I normally do.”
“How is it not what you do? You retrieve things. Can you find Bunny?” Parker looked at him, tears in her eyes. “Please. Find Bunny.”
As much as Eliot tormented Parker, there really wasn’t anyway he could say no to her. “When did you last see… Bunny?”
“He was on my bed when I left this morning. When I got back, he was gone.”
Eliot sighed. “And just by chance, you checked under the bed? And around the bed?”
Parker huffed. “Yes. Of course I did. Bunny’s gone!”
“Okay, Parker.” Eliot motioned for her to jump down off the counter. “Let’s go retrieve your Bunny.”
A search of her warehouse revealed no clues as to where Bunny had gone so Eliot called Hardison. He knew the computer tech could access the cameras outside the building.
It didn’t take long for the tech to locate a small figure sneaking into the warehouse and then back out again. “Hey!” Parker exclaimed. “I know him.”
“Is that a kid?” Eliot asked. “Parker, how did a kid get into your warehouse?”
Parker looked sheepish. “I might have let him in a time or two?”
“So we go get the bunny back?” Hardison asked.
Eliot looked at Parker who was staring at the freeze framed picture of the kid. “We go get Bunny,” he confirmed.
It took Hardison just a few minutes to track the kid back to an empty lot where he disappeared for a few minutes. When he reappeared, he had a little girl with him and she clutched Bunny tightly. “You still want to go get it?” Hardison questioned.
“Bunny is mine,” Parker insisted.
“Give me a few minutes,” Eliot said, getting to his feet and heading out of the warehouse.
When he returned, he had something tucked into his jacket and he refused to let either of the others see. “Can we go get Bunny now?” Parker demanded.
“Do you know the boy’s name?” Eliot asked. “And I want you two to stay here.”
“I don’t want to stay here!” Parker said. “I want to go with you to get Bunny.”
“Parker,” Eliot warned.
She huffed but finally folded her arms and agreed. “But you better come back with Bunny.”
Eliot rolled his eyes, stalking out of the warehouse. “Stay. Put.”
The lot was empty when he arrived, but it wasn’t long before he noticed the grass on the far side moving. “I’m not going to hurt you,” he called. “I just want to talk to you for a minute.”
It took a minute, but finally two towheads popped out from the grass. Eliot sat down cross-legged where he was in the lot and motioned for them to come forward. “We didn’t do anything,” the boy said.
“Hi. I’m Eliot,” the retrieval specialist responded. “Who are you?”
The boy eyed him suspiciously before answering, “I’m Cassidy. This is my sister, Amelia.”
“Nice to meet you.” Eliot motioned to the bunny that Amelia was clutching. “That belongs to a friend of mine.”
Amelia squeaked, clutching the stuffed rabbit tighter. “She didn’t steal it,” Cassidy growled.
“I know,” Eliot said. “I know how she got it.” He shook his head when the boy started to protest. “Don’t worry about it. I want to make a trade.”
“What kind of trade?” Cassidy asked.
Eliot reached into his jacket and removed a stuffed bunny, holding it out to the little girl. “I’ll give you this one, to keep, if I can have that one back,” he offered.
Amelia reached out eagerly, handing over Bunny and taking the one Eliot offered her. She examined the bunny for a minute before hugging it to her. Eliot turned his attention to Cassidy. “Try to stay out of the warehouse now, okay?” he said.
Cassidy nodded, taking Amelia’s hand and helping her to her feet. They both waved before wandering away. Eliot stuffed Bunny into his jacket where the other rabbit had resided and stood up himself, heading back towards the warehouse. It was probably the easiest retrieval job he’d ever had.
tigriswolf on March 25th, 2014 08:56 am (local)
Teen Wolf (TV), Hale/McCall pack, hide&seek vs stalk&pounce
(Hale/McCall pack includes Derek, Stiles, Erica, Lydia, Boyd, Isaac, Scott, Allison, and maybe Jackson)
Summer meant the pack was free to spend their time as they wanted (for the most part since Erica and Scott were required to attend summer school and Lydia and Stiles had chosen to attend). When they weren’t in school, they often ended up at the Hale House. Derek had finally decided to demolish it and although he wasn’t rebuilding on the spot, it had become a gathering spot.
One day while they were lazing around in the grass, Stiles suddenly rolled over and sat up. “Let’s play hide and seek.”
There were different reactions immediately as Lydia refused while Erica, Isaac, Scott, and Allison looked intrigued. Boyd didn’t seem to have an opinion. Derek just looked confused.
“I am not running around while wearing heels,” Lydia said.
“I can lend you some boots,” Allison said. “Come on. It’ll be fun.”
It took a few more minutes of convincing before Lydia agreed to put on the boots Allison offered her. She still wasn’t thrilled about the idea of playing hide and seek with werewolves though. “Don’t they have an unfair advantage?” she asked as she carefully exchanged her shoes.
“We could handicap them?” Stiles suggested.
“How would we…?” Scott asked.
Stiles turned to Derek. “How did you play hide and seek when you were kids? Did you play hide and seek?”
“Um. No?” Derek said. “I don’t even know what hide and seek is.”
At those words, the rest of the pack whipped their heads around to stare at him. “You’ve never played hide and seek?” Erica asked.
Derek still looked confused. “What did you play?” Isaac asked. “I played hide and seek. I’m pretty sure everyone did.”
“Hide and seek?” Stiles suggested. “You know where everyone hides and one person has to find them?”
“Nope,” Derek said.
“What did you play?” Stiles asked.
“We went hunting,” Derek said. “We played stalk and pounce. Even the human members. We went running.”
“Stalk and pounce?” Boyd questioned.
“We would track the others through the preserve,” Derek said. “Follow them. Track them. And then…” He smiled ferally. “Pounce on them.” He shrugged. “It was how we trained.”
“I don’t know if that’s disturbing or fascinating,” Stiles said.
“Can we try that?” Scott asked. He glanced at the other pack members. “It sounds like a lot of fun. I mean you take into consideration the human members, right?” he asked Derek.
Derek nodded. “Yeah. Of course.”
“Do the humans track the wolves, too?” Allison asked. “Or allowed to defend themselves against the wolves?”
“The tracking… never really came up?” Derek replied. “And yeah, they can defend themselves.”
“Five against three doesn’t seem very fair,” Lydia pointed out. “The wolves still have an advantage since they can sniff us right out.”
“So we get to stalk them, too,” Allison suggested. “Or we divide into teams. With a human and a wolf on each team and a team with two wolves.”
“Or combine the two games?” Stiles suggested. “It sounds like they’re pretty similar. But we could…”
“That could work,” Derek interrupted. “We never really hid, but we could.”
“And you have to get both members of the team to tag that team out,” Scott said. When everyone looked at him, he shrugged. “It makes sense.”
“I think it’s more that you’re making sense, buddy,” Stiles pointed out. “Not that you don’t make sense, but it normally takes you a little while. That. Might have come out wrong,” he said.
Scott patted him on the shoulder. “It’s okay. I got it.”
“Could we get back on topic?” Lydia asked.
It took the pack a few minutes to work out the teams, but they soon had them ironed out. Derek and Stiles would be team one (because no one wanted to have to deal with an irate Derek if Stiles got hurt on their watch), Scott and Allison team two (since they wouldn’t be separated); Erica and Lydia team three (since the entire pack agreed Erica needed to work on working with someone other than their normal partner). That left Boyd and Isaac as team four and since neither of the betas really minded working with each other, it was fine with them.
The group quickly scattered, heading in opposite directions. Stiles bounced alongside Derek as they moved quickly away from the rest of the pack. “So what’s the plan, wolfman?” he asked. “We gonna sneak up behind them and blamo?”
Derek rolled his eyes and slapped his hand over Stiles’s mouth. “They’ll hear you,” he growled. When Stiles’s eyes widened, he dropped his hand. “Werewolves, remember?”
“Ri…” Stiles started to say, then nodded when Derek glared at him.
For a few minutes they moved farther and farther into the forest, Derek cocking his head every so often as if he was listening for the rest of the pack. Finally Stiles tugged on the back of Derek’s jacket. “Did you have an actual plan?” he asked in a low voice.
“Keep moving and make sure we can’t be pinned down,” Derek answered.
“How about this?” Stiles suggested. “Use me as bait.”
“What? No.”
“I’m not saying throw me to the wolves.” Stiles winced. “Bad choice of words. You know what I mean. I’m just saying.”
“Do you have a plan?” Derek asked.
Stiles shrugged out of his plaid, holding it out to Derek. “Would you say this is saturated in my scent?” When Derek nodded shortly, he continued, “So put it somewhere, then get me up a tree. We can drop down on whoever investigates the shirt.”
It didn’t take them long to set up, Derek climbing the tree and snagging the shirt on a branch just out of reach from the ground. Then he picked a tree not far from the planted shirt and helped Stiles get settled on one of the branches. Derek had just gotten himself situated behind one of the other trees when he heard other noises that weren’t from Stiles finding a new position on the branch.
There was no way for him to warn Stiles so Derek kept a close eye on the direction the sounds were coming from. A few minutes later, Isaac burst into the smallish clearly they’d staked out, followed closely by Boyd.
As they went for the shirt, which was beyond where both Derek and Stiles were hiding, Derek darted out to tag Boyd. Stiles dropped down as Isaac spun to confront Derek and touched Isaac on the back. “Tag, you’re it,” he said.
The werewolf spun around, but sighed as he realized he’d been fairly tagged out. “Head back to the house,” Derek ordered. He turned to Stiles as the betas followed directions. “Ready to stalk the rest?” he asked.
Stiles grinned in response. “After you.”
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