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allison argent has issues with trust ([info]arme) wrote in [info]somerealityrpg,
@ 2021-01-26 19:10:00

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Entry tags:active: allison argent, active: derek hale

[backdated] late morning 1/26/2021

Allison Argent & Derek Hale
26th January 2021 | Late Morning
Allison arrives in Goodland, mortally wounded. Derek finds her and gets her some medical attention.
RATING: TBD | Warnings: Blood, dying, etc
THREAD IN PROGRESS

Allison knew it was bound to happen eventuall. She knew she and her friends were in over their heads. They'd gotten lucky so far, really lucky, because as much as she was a trained hunter and as much as most of her friends had their supernatural abilities, they were all just teenagers. They were kids, who should be worrying about parties and prom dates, not everything that went bump in the night. Not all this life and death stuff.

But Allison had made a vow. Nous protègons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protèger eux-měmes. She'd promised to be more than just a regular teenager and right now, her best friend was in danger. They had to save Lydia. Nothing else mattered.

Allison was still smirking at what she personally felt had been a really great shot when she felt it. That sharp agony in her gut just before she fell and then there was just... nothing. She knew in that moment as the pain faded that this was it. No more getting lucky. Scott were there in an instant and she found herself looking up at him, telling him it was okay. She was going to die in the arms of her first love and that was [...] well, maybe it wasn't really okay, but she was at peace with it in that moment.

Allison closed her eyes for a moment as her strength seeped away from her, but they fluttered open a moment later, expecting to still find Scott looking down on her. Instead, what she found was he and her friends were gone and she was lying somewhere she didn't immediately recognize. Maybe she would have under other circumstances, but Allison was quickly approaching a point where she couldn't hold on to a coherent thought.


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[info]packof
2021-01-27 07:09 pm UTC (link)
There was an added layer of weird in Goodland, since returning to the city from the beaches of Thailand, it was like people couldn't help but say nice stuff. And it was odd enough, without being compelled to blurt things at people. Derek wasn't a blurter.

He wasn't one for compliments either.

So he'd opted to go for a walk, a solo walk in isolated areas to avoid other people really.

He'd lasted as long as when a scent caught his attention. Allison hadn't been gone long, her stuff missing from the room and the little pieces she'd kept of Isaac's gone too. It was jarring, sure, but Derek had started to get used to it again. But if she had just been...

Except the scent on the air was blood, not just that she'd wandered past. The area was isolated enough that tracking through the streets wasn't too complicated, the blood was fresh and strong, leading better than if it had been trailed through the city, just an isolated spot. "Allison," There wasn't a disturbance around the area, just Allison on the ground in---

Wasn't this like---

There wasn't much time to focus on what was going on, as Derek pressed on the wound to stem as much as possible. "Allison, stay awake." He knew there was a limited time, but he had to hope the Entity didn't just drop her back into this, like a do-over, just to kill her again. "Hang on, there's..." The clinic was too far away, even for his speed, and he couldn't wait to see if one of the healers could get there quick enough.

It wouldn't be the first time he'd barged into a hospital, and it was close. Bundling Allison up, trying to keep her wound close so that he could keep pressure on it, Derek set of towards Goodland's hospital.

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[info]arme
2021-02-01 12:29 am UTC (link)
"Scott?" No, not Scott. Allison focused on the decidedly blurry figure that had approached her. "Derek," she mumbled Stay awake. Some part of her knew that what he was saying was important, that it was important to do what he was telling her to, but her thoughts were jumbled.

There were a lot of questions vaguely rumbling around here head, but she couldn't seem to grab a hold of any of them. Some part of her realized she wasn't in Beacon Hills anymore somehow. Where were they? Where were Scott and Isaac and the others? So many questions, but what slipped past her lips instead was "I'm so tired."

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[info]packof
2021-02-01 08:13 pm UTC (link)
"I know," because she was literally at deaths door, and it felt rather needlessly cruel to pick her from this spot, rather than directly before, or even just healing her like they knew the Entity could do. But Derek was a little used to needlessly cruel at this point.

Doing what he could to not jostle her, Derek crossed the two streets and down one to get to Goodland's hospital, "Just hang on a little bit." He did what he could to reduce the pain, veins blackening from where his hands made contact, but was aware enough to know at this point the pain was probably all that would keep her conscious, so didn't take it all.

No point in letting her numbly go into the darkness.

The hospital doors slid open as he approached, grabbing attention -eerily similar to too many other times- and doctors that he couldn't place springing into action. It was a bit of a blur, Derek giving what he could remember from that time, the injury, Allison's age, when it happened -although he couldn't be entirely sure- and before he really got much time, the gurney was off towards the emergency surgery suite.

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