Scott McCall (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
semifreakingnormal) wrote2014-06-06 06:00 pm
semifreakingnormal) wrote2014-06-06 06:00 pm
( 015 ) Ω ( VIDEO )
[When the video comes on, there's some fumbling and muttering - 'I got it, I got it' - right before the entire thing tumbles over and cuts out. When it comes on again, the video is steady and Scott is backing away with his hands up like that's the only thing keeping the communicator steady. He stops next to Stiles, shooting him a grin.]
Told you it'd stay.
[They're dressed in their lacrosse gear, maroon jerseys with 'Beacon Hills' across the front. Scott scoops up his stick from the ground, and plants the butt in the dirt beside him.]
We're officially getting a Barge lacrosse league.
[Because how many of you need a distraction??? Scott sure does.
And so does Stiles. He immensely needs a distraction, and lacrosse seems like a pretty healthy thing for him to channel his energy into and focus on. He leans against Scott and looks at the communicator -- which is inevitably going to fall at some point.]
And before you say you don't know how to play, or you've never heard of lacrosse, that's okay. We'll tell you everything you need to know. Scott here is the captain of the team back home in Beacon Hills and I am no longer just warming the bench.
[He grins. Scott matches it, nodding enthusiastically.]
Yeah, totally. I know a few of you are already down, and the rest of you - I'll come sing outside your door, okay, don't make me do it. We're in the CES, we've got the door, like, propped open with a rock. [A really big rock that he had to lug over.] I've got plenty of gear, so we can start right away. And everyone's welcome! Inmate, warden, whatever. So come and--shit!
[The inevitable has come, and Scott dives for the communicator as it tumbles forward, giving a whirlwind view of sky and dirt. In the background, you can hear Stiles'] Dude, I told you! [before the feed cuts out completely.]
Told you it'd stay.
[They're dressed in their lacrosse gear, maroon jerseys with 'Beacon Hills' across the front. Scott scoops up his stick from the ground, and plants the butt in the dirt beside him.]
We're officially getting a Barge lacrosse league.
[Because how many of you need a distraction??? Scott sure does.
And so does Stiles. He immensely needs a distraction, and lacrosse seems like a pretty healthy thing for him to channel his energy into and focus on. He leans against Scott and looks at the communicator -- which is inevitably going to fall at some point.]
And before you say you don't know how to play, or you've never heard of lacrosse, that's okay. We'll tell you everything you need to know. Scott here is the captain of the team back home in Beacon Hills and I am no longer just warming the bench.
[He grins. Scott matches it, nodding enthusiastically.]
Yeah, totally. I know a few of you are already down, and the rest of you - I'll come sing outside your door, okay, don't make me do it. We're in the CES, we've got the door, like, propped open with a rock. [A really big rock that he had to lug over.] I've got plenty of gear, so we can start right away. And everyone's welcome! Inmate, warden, whatever. So come and--shit!
[The inevitable has come, and Scott dives for the communicator as it tumbles forward, giving a whirlwind view of sky and dirt. In the background, you can hear Stiles'] Dude, I told you! [before the feed cuts out completely.]
no subject
-- You use a stick in lacrosse, right?
no subject
Yep. That's the one.
no subject
[ but her grin turns sheepish ]
Not that I'm horribly biased or anything.
no subject
[He grins a little when she does.]
Fair enough. We all have our biases.
no subject
no subject
E-me is very coordinated. I'm very confident in E-me. And the camera thing was all Scott. I told him it wasn't going to stay put.
no subject
I'm sure you have every reason to be confident in 3D-you, too. I mean, I can't say for sure since it's taken you guys this long to make plans I can wedge my way into, but you know. [ teasing? yeah definitely. she wasn't sitting around waiting for Peter's friends to invite her to hang out. ] No, um, but really, I'm pretty excited to hang out with you guys. It'll be fun. And completely not disastrous.
no subject
I hope you're not disappointed. And that there aren't any disasters. Disasters are not good.
no subject
I am super flattered that you're worried whether I'll be disappointed by you or not, but you really have nothing to worry about. Peter thinks you guys are great, so I'm sure I will too.
no subject
It's so foreign to Stiles that someone aside from Scott McCall actually thinks he's great. He's never understood it with Scott, really. Scott is pretty much the best guy he's ever known. And for another hero to think it? It's so strange. It doesn't fit with the image of himself he has in his head at all.]
Well, you don't have anything to worry about either. I mean, not that you're worried. Just -- you don't need to be if you are. Peter's awesome, too. Obviously. [He shakes his head. At least he's starting to babble a bit like his old self again?]
no subject
Hey so, you guys have a lacrosse team at school? Is that where you both learned to play?
no subject
Yeah, lacrosse is the game of choice in Beacon Hills. You kinda grow up watching people play it. We both tried out freshman year. Which -- was two years ago. A little over now, actually.
no subject
no subject
no subject
Well hey, if you guys are starting up the teams here, you won't have to be bench warmers. You'll be- um. [ what's the word? sports are so hard. ] Captains! Right? You'll both be captains.
no subject
no subject
no subject