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[sociopathicwolf]

[It's been just under a week since Derek died, and he's finally coming back. He'd woken up naked, smeared with dried blood, and he's currently trying to decide whether the blood is more or less disturbing than the fact that he can't remember anything

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[doctoral_bird]

[His memory is gradually returning, and he's nearing the last day until it's completely back. This keep isn't so bad if you can actually come back after dea-

Oh for the love of-]

Dear god, sir. Wha-

[Malkus adjusts his mask to obscure his view through the lenses. It's alright, Mal, you're a doctor. You've seen naked bodies. It's just that Derek is walking around so casually, it's stopped the doctor dead in his tracks.]

N-Not safe to walk around s-so eh-...

Y-You'll catch a draft- er-...

[Don't be so silly, Malkus. This man might be in need of assistance. You promised to help anyone who needs assistance, Malkus.]

A-Are you lost?

[sociopathicwolf]

[Derek's instinctively sniffing the air at the approach of the other man, though once he catches himself, he's not sure why. It isn't as though he'd be able to recognize the man's scent any more than what he looks like.

He frowns at the man, not entirely comprehending what he's talking about. But then, he's only recently remembered language, so maybe that's it.]

Um. That's one word for it. I can't exactly remember much right now.

It's not safe to walk around here? Is that why so many people were dying?

[He can't quite remember, but he's not sure dying is supposed to work like this.]

[doctoral_bird]

I meant it's not safe to waltz around in the nude, friend. At least cover up the er-...

The valuables, there.

[He's absolutely pressing his gloved hand against his mask.]

I understand the feeling, though. I was in your predicament just recently. I hear it passes, though. Just erm-... Try to stay safe.

and avoid rose bushes and briar patches if you're going to continue to scamper around naked.

[sociopathicwolf]

[Sorry, Malkus. Derek hasn't exactly remembered the importance of clothes yet. He's just going to look kind of confused and, uh. Try to think of a reply to that.

And then he's distracted by hearing that Malkus has been through it as well, and it's passed. He smiles, and his voice goes from confused to hopeful.]

It does? So, your, uh, predicament must have passed, too, right? How long did it take?

Look who is ALSO wandering the barracks... *is somewhat afraid for this thread--LOL*

[ghostly_stutter]

[Chloe is still quite shaken--and fearful--and doesn't know what is going on, or who to talk to. So she is wandering around the barracks, hears a sound, and backpedals abruptly--possibly right into Derek--with a little yelp.]

HEE. WHY HELLO DEAR.

[sociopathicwolf]

[She does indeed backpedal right into him. He moves automatically to steady her from behind, hands gentle but firm on her shoulders.]

Are you all right?

[There's something familiar about her, something tugging at his senses, but he hasn't quite figured it out yet.]

PFFFFFFFFFFFFT

[ghostly_stutter]

[And have a jumpy Chloe.]

Wh-wh-wha...?

[She swivels around, eyes wide, as she stares up at the strange man before her. He was tall. Built. Then her eyes travel downward and she makes a startled, strangled noise in the back of her throat as a dark blush spreads over her like rapid fire.]

I-I-I-I'm f-fine. I-I think. Y-y-you don't h-have any...

[She closes her eyes abruptly. She's being polite.]

[sociopathicwolf]

[And he's just going to look at her in concern again. She's clearly upset about something.]

You don't sound fine. Are you sure? If something's wrong, you can tell me.

[He smiles slightly.]

Not sure I'll be that much help, but it probably can't hurt.

[Audio] /zooms!

[allthesame2me]

[Well son of a bitch .. Alex had suspected, having not heard from either Derek or Chloe in some number of days.]

Your name's Derek .. I'm Alex .. We can meet and I'll fill you in on some stuff you should probably know.

[Because having a shifter that can't remember who or what he is could prove to be a dangerous situation.]

[Audio] :D YAY

[sociopathicwolf]

[Derek's tone turns a little more hopeful at the prospect of someone actually knowing him.]

Hey, Alex. That'd be really great, thanks.

I'm, uh. In the hallway of the place I woke up in. All of the rooms are numbered two-something. I'd try to be more helpful, but...yeah.

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[allthesame2me]

[Alex smiles at Derek's tone.]

Yeah, I know where your room is .. I'll be right over.

[He makes his way to Derek's room, catching sight of the teen standing in the hall. And though he knows that he'll hear him coming, he announces himself anyway.]

Derek .. [He lifts a hand in greeting, a smile touching his lips despite being rather asqejg'ajag;gaga; about Derek having died in the first place.]

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[sociopathicwolf]

Awesome. I'll watch out for you.

[And he does indeed hear him coming, turning in that direction before smiling at his name being called.]

Hey. Are you Alex?

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[rocklikerunaway]

You make waffles.

[There. She's helping.]

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[sociopathicwolf]

[It's very helpful! Especially since a moment ago, he didn't even know what waffles were, but a vague memory resurfaced at the word.]

Are they any good, or am I lousy at making them?

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[rocklikerunaway]

How would I know? You only made them once.

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[sociopathicwolf]

Huh. Well, as soon as I remember how to make them, I'll have to do it again. So you'll be able to tell.