Isaac isn't looking forward to spending the afternoon with Stiles Stilinski but Scott will be there, too, and it does seem rude to go exploring without Scott's best friend. Or, not rude per se, but, mean. And, Isaac is deliberately not being a horrible person this year. Last year, he didn't care. Last year, Derek was his alpha and he gained a wealth of confidence. But, this year he doesn't need that bravado to function. He'll probably never lose his newly minted sarcastic edge but people will just have to live with that.
He thinks about dropping by Scott's tree house but he figure they'll go by after. All three of them. God, are they going to be Musketeers, now? Fine, Stilinski isn't that bad. He's just impossible to actually get along with when he gives him such grief.
Isaac gets there first - or so he thinks, impatient and not really having a reason to hang around his (admittedly awesome) suite. He checks out the bridge, misses having a phone to mess around with while he waits, and catches a familiar scent, frowning. Looking back out toward Sinbrilee, he's pretty sure the most stubborn, ADD-prone, easy to fluster Beacon Hills High student has been and gone.
Or, he sniffs, taking a step onto the bridge. Been and continues to have been. He didn't wait.
Great.
Now, he has to wait for Scott, let him know and they have to go track him down. He reflects on where Stiles could be. Hopefully, if he follows the path - shit, he can't not. Giving a look back, he steps onto the bridge fully and follows the trail quickly, stopping outside the archway which oozes black -- blood?
Even greater.
He didn't wander into Dream. He wandered into Death. He bets Stiles didn't take the crash course in Sinbrilee like he did. Fuck. He jogs back to the bridge. Hopefully, Scott will be there. Because, they're going to have to rescue Stiles.
→ scott and stiles
He thinks about dropping by Scott's tree house but he figure they'll go by after. All three of them. God, are they going to be Musketeers, now? Fine, Stilinski isn't that bad. He's just impossible to actually get along with when he gives him such grief.
Isaac gets there first - or so he thinks, impatient and not really having a reason to hang around his (admittedly awesome) suite. He checks out the bridge, misses having a phone to mess around with while he waits, and catches a familiar scent, frowning. Looking back out toward Sinbrilee, he's pretty sure the most stubborn, ADD-prone, easy to fluster Beacon Hills High student has been and gone.
Or, he sniffs, taking a step onto the bridge. Been and continues to have been. He didn't wait.
Great.
Now, he has to wait for Scott, let him know and they have to go track him down. He reflects on where Stiles could be. Hopefully, if he follows the path - shit, he can't not. Giving a look back, he steps onto the bridge fully and follows the trail quickly, stopping outside the archway which oozes black -- blood?
Even greater.
He didn't wander into Dream. He wandered into Death. He bets Stiles didn't take the crash course in Sinbrilee like he did. Fuck. He jogs back to the bridge. Hopefully, Scott will be there. Because, they're going to have to rescue Stiles.