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Sally Malik ([personal profile] unmakes) wrote2014-05-10 10:15 pm
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SALLY MALIK


TEXT + VOICE + VIDEO
(or even actionspam, i'm not picky)
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[personal profile] de_void 2014-05-17 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
[stiles points at sally.]

Well we haven't had zombies yet, so there's something.

[and then he puts together the connotations of 'zombie' and vaguely human sacrifice type 'somethings' and comes pretty close to an answer that he doesn't like.]

Oh, ew. Ew.
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[personal profile] de_void 2014-05-17 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
[and as awful and wonderful terrible as this discussion has already gotten, stiles is going to take it just that extra step further into what the fuck is wrong with you boy?]

... raw?
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[personal profile] de_void 2014-05-17 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
[aaaaaand stiles realizes suddenly that this is one of those moments where he takes things too far because he doesn't really understand the limits of normal human interaction when it comes to things like this.]

Woah, okay, yeah. My bad. Gruesome curiosity sometimes gets the better of me. Did I ever tell you about the time I went looking for a dead body in the woods?
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[personal profile] de_void 2014-05-17 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[he nods, expression strangely earnest for a boy talking about dead bodies.]

Yeah, me and Scotty. The night before second semester. My dad's the sheriff, so I listen in on his calls a lot and always hear about all the super exciting stuff that way.

And that night he got the call about a dead body on the preserve. Only it was just half of the body, which meant there was still the other half to find. Obviously I had to drag Scott out to go look for it with me.

[what are you talking about stiles, no not 'obviously', there's nothing 'obviously' about that.]
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[personal profile] de_void 2014-05-19 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[stiles laughs awkwardly and rubs the back of his neck.]

Dad caught me and dragged me home, unfortunately. But Scotty did. After rolling down a hill and losing his inhaler, anyway.