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ᴠᴏɪᴅ sᴛɪʟᴇs | ɴᴏɢɪᴛsᴜɴᴇ ([personal profile] blackfly) wrote in [community profile] etcelsior 2018-07-27 04:42 am (UTC)

Hooooo boy.

[That's - so much has happened? So much has happened. He actually played in a game of lacrosse and he's not sure why that's the only thing racing to the forefront of his mind at a moment like this but when the other options are casually mentioning yet another supposedly dead relative of Derek's is alive. Well, he'll take the lacrosse daydream for a few seconds longer. Ah, right. There it goes. It's gone.

Skittery dittery feelings aside, it's not hard to hone in on Derek being shaken and with good reason. He didn't have a lot of time to process things when they struck him the first time and now there's just as little build up to it. He scratches at his forearm and then scrubs at his face, rubbing slightly red rimmed eyes before exhaling. Focusing. Calm, zen like a garden.]


Yeah, assigned housing and assigned job. I'm like a glorified caddie but for a bunch of kids who play lacrosse better than I do. And I'm talking tiny freakin' children. I don't even get to be called coach? It's insulting. I'm insulted.

[But he's good. Yeah, he's alright.]

What about you? Lone wolfin' it out? How's that... going for you? What'd they nail you with? Buff tv extra? Professional hair model? Something to do with sports cars?

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