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derek hale ([personal profile] duelo) wrote in [community profile] alphalogs 2016-08-25 08:55 pm (UTC)

With a cluck of his tongue, Derek shakes his head. "Not so much, no, sorry," he replies. Although, he figures that was probably rhetorical, anyway. Something about the way she tacks on that she doesn't usually look like this makes Derek think of his glitches. Having a metal pipe shoved all the way through his torso and not actually dying comes to mind and he shakes his head a little to push away the thought. His glitches are graphic and specific and if they're not real then he doesn't want them. ...hell, if they are real memories, he doesn't want them...

"Does it hurt?" he asks and that sounds so stupid out loud once he says it, but in the back of his mind he's thinking about the glitch where he's sapping pain — near-death, really — out of his baby sister and it's reflexive. The words come out before he can stop them and he rolls his eyes at himself. "Of course it hurts. Never mind, sorry. Long day, yeah, let's blame it on that," he sighs, reaching up to scrub his face with both hands before letting them drop to his sides again.

First day on top of a riot. It doesn't get much better than that, does it? "I feel like someone put my brain in a blender, I don't even know what the hell is going on in there, anymore," he admits to answer her question even though, again, it was probably mostly rhetorical.

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