Re: Quicklog: Scott/Stiles/Bobby
[He leveled a dark gaze of pure hatred through the wall in the direction of the boy of ice. If there were anyone he wanted to turn inside out in an extremely bloody, visceral fashion, it was that boy. too bad he didn't have the power to call up his nikubae, the kind that crawled in under the skin and sowed anger and violence.
As Scott approached, he let his expression relax into the soft, unlined angles of Stiles' face. His lashes lowered ever so slightly, and an almost sleepy smile spread over his face.]