Derek Hale (derekshale) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-05-14 02:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, derek hale, kitty norville |
Who: Derek Hale and Kitty Norville
Where: A night on the town (NYC)
When: 14th
What: Two werewolves and a wendigo
Status: Closed/On-going
Warnings: Fighting, fluff and frolicks
They'd kept a fairly close eye on the network reports coming in over the last few days from around the city. It seemed this version of New York was teaming with monsters (not unlike the real one, if Real Housewives was anything to go by) and Derek was starting to feel the itch for a fight. He was pretty damned sure Kitty was and there wasn't going to be a better opportunity than this, unless they happened to wake up in Tortuga again. "C'mon," he said taking Kitty's hand and leading her out of the hotel. "I think it's time we went for a run, don't you think?" Derek's eyes held a wicked gleam as he slipped his arm around her shoulders and checked around Central Park for enough cover to Change. "In other circumstances I'd offer to take you to Broadway or to do some awesome sight-seeing but date-night with a foe we can legitimately hunt is the best I can offer," he said giving her a tender nuzzle. "I think maybe Jo's right, I'm getting a taste for the riskier side of life," he said with a soft chuckle. His nostrils flared momentarily and he looked at Kitty with a frown, "that wasn't just me, was it?" he asked sniffing the air once more. Something had come through here recently. Derek thought he could smell the unmistakable scent of death around the track. "I think we found us a bad-thing to hunt, babe," he said with a small wiggle of his eyebrows. |