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[everyredcent]

[ meanwhile, back at the ranch...

the keijen blade concert was televised, for anyone curious to watch, although many of the failboaters had cautioned (including a sign taped to the TV by kat) to keep it on mute, lest they get brainwashed by blade's voice.

the cameras did not last through the entire thing, but what they did see was... disturbing. at one point, in the giant concert hall, a large glass pane lifted between blade and the audience, as he sang a taunting number, at the end of which, the ceiling split open pouring boiling hot lava onto the hundreds of concert attendees, who were boiled alive.   Some might know that they had friends away on that mission, friends who had said they were going to be in the crowd as back-up.  The last images broadcast before cuts to a live newcast trying to make sense of what was happening as the cameras melted seemed to confirm the deaths of anyone inside.  

The panicked reporters spoke of unusual sightings in the area, a horribly darkening sky above the concert hall.  Monsters appearing out of nowhere.  Chaos. 

Los Angeles is burning.  







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[killingtodeath]

[His hand slowly releases hers as he stands up. He finds a tshirt of his that's been left in here and uses it to wrap up the familiar's body. Gathering the fox into his arms, he takes a deep breath.]

C'mon. Let's go find a nice spot outside.

[impetere]

[She nods as she gets to her feet, turning that over in her head for a moment, before the right place comes to her.]

I know where. We can stop for a shovel on the way out.

[killingtodeath]

[He nods, trusting her to know somewhere appropriate.]

Lead the way.

[impetere]

[She nods and after they grab a shovel from the gardening tools, she'll lead the way out into a small clearing where she and Abigail had gone camping after the castle attack, when Cora didn't want to be indoors. She pauses for a moment, glancing around to see how far they were from the trees and then turning back to him.]

Here. It should be here.

[killingtodeath]

[He doesn't know the significance. Abigail probably told him about camping out, but this particular spot doesn't mean anything to him. But it's nice. It's quiet. And its as good a place as any.]

Alright. [He gently sets the fox down.] Do you want me to or..? [The digging, he means. She definitely would do it quicker but he's not going to put it off on her.]

[impetere]

[She shakes her head as she grips the shovel and starting to dig. She needs to be doing something, rather than just standing still and watching. He's right and it doesn't take long for there to be a deep enough hole that the dogs or wolves won't get into it, and she steps back to let Stiles handle the next part.]

[killingtodeath]

[He steps forward and lowers himself to one knee and gently places the fox into the spot Cora dug up.]

Should we... say a few words? [He doesn't really know how to handle all of this. Plus it feels almost like it's for Abigail more than for her familiar.]

[impetere]

[It is in a lot of ways, more for Abigail. And Cora doesn't even know how to begin, but she nods because they should say something.

But she looks to Stiles. Stiles has always been better at words than she has.]

[killingtodeath]

[He's better with words, but he doesn't feel equipped to handle this. He'll try, though.]

It's, uh-- [His throat starts to tighten with emotion but he swallows and continues.] It's not going to be the same around here now. We're really going to miss you. I hope you're not hurting, wherever you are. And I hope you know we love you. Because we really... really do.

[He sniffs and wipes his eyes, reminding himself what he's doing and trying to correct course.]

You were a great familiar and a great friend. Rest easy, buddy.

[impetere]

[Cora reaches over as he speaks, taking the hand closest to her and giving it a squeeze. She knows it's not the same as actually saying anything, but she knows that anything she tries to say will end in tears.

She's really tired of crying.

But after that moment of silence, she lets go and moves to start covering the grave.]

[killingtodeath]

[He wipes his face with one hand, trying to keep his emotions under control. Since they only brought one shovel, he stands uselessly to the side while she covers the grave. He waits until it's done and nods, shoving his hands in his pockets.]

I'm gonna head back. See if there's any new information. Do you want to-? [She doesn't have to come back if she would rather be out here. He doesn't want her to feel like she can't be alone if she needs that.]

[impetere]

[She pauses for a moment, considering, before shaking her head.]

I think I'm going to stay out here for a bit.

[Indoors has never really been good for her when she has too much emotion to burn. She needs the fresh air. She'll probably go try to find Mellie.]

I'll come find you later.

[Stiles probably doesn't want to be alone, though, and Abigail would want them to take care of each other.]

[killingtodeath]

No rush. [But his small smile holds a lot of gratitude in it. With that, he turns and heads back, eyes closing briefly as he lets out a sigh. This hurts more than he could possibly begin to explain, and he has a feeling it's not going to get better anytime soon.]