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Uh, right then.
[He listens better this time--he has to be right.]
[He listens better this time--he has to be right.]
Better.
[ Second time is the charm right? Once again he tosses several nails out, this time loudly stomping in the other direction. First to the back-left, second to the front-left, third and fourth the front-right and the last one ends up landing next to Stiles. ]
Second nail.
[ If he starts humming a nonsensical tune while he's waiting for an answer, well, it's to place another distraction into the mix. ]
[ Second time is the charm right? Once again he tosses several nails out, this time loudly stomping in the other direction. First to the back-left, second to the front-left, third and fourth the front-right and the last one ends up landing next to Stiles. ]
Second nail.
[ If he starts humming a nonsensical tune while he's waiting for an answer, well, it's to place another distraction into the mix. ]
[Stiles is trying to keep his anxiousness down. This isn't easy for him, and it's getting harder. And that's a good thing, right? Derek thinks he can handle this, he can probably handle it.
He just has to try and focus.]
It's--front.
Front left?
[He brings his hands up to his hair, sliding through the strands. Come on, Stiles, you can do this.]
He just has to try and focus.]
It's--front.
Front left?
[He brings his hands up to his hair, sliding through the strands. Come on, Stiles, you can do this.]
[ There’s a short pause before Derek speaks. ]
Good.
[ Another pause as he double-checks on Stiles’ physical condition. He looks fine but that doesn’t stop Derek from asking again. ]
Still okay?
Good.
[ Another pause as he double-checks on Stiles’ physical condition. He looks fine but that doesn’t stop Derek from asking again. ]
Still okay?
Yeah, just--
[He lets out a breath, then shakes his head. No making excuses. He can't do that during a fight.]
Let's keep going.
[He lets out a breath, then shakes his head. No making excuses. He can't do that during a fight.]
Let's keep going.
[ He doesn't give a response, just goes straight into another pattern. It's the same nail directions he did before, but backwards. First nail in the last nail’s position and so on. One again he makes noise during and afterwards. ]
Fourth nail.
Fourth nail.
Front--it was front.
[But the direction he isn't sure about. And he says as much.]
[But the direction he isn't sure about. And he says as much.]
I'll do it again. Listen carefully.
[ As he's repeating the pattern he noticeably cuts back on the background noise. ]
[ As he's repeating the pattern he noticeably cuts back on the background noise. ]
Front left?
[The lesssened background noise helps at least.]
[The lesssened background noise helps at least.]
Good.
[ He moves around in silence picking up the nails again. Only speaking once he's come to a stop by the side of Stiles. ]
Take the blindfold off.
[ He moves around in silence picking up the nails again. Only speaking once he's come to a stop by the side of Stiles. ]
Take the blindfold off.
[Stiles doesn't jump, to his credit, and takes the blindfold off, looking over at Derek.]
Didn't do too miserably, right?
Didn't do too miserably, right?
[ Derek spends a few moments looking away and turning a nail over, trying a little too hard to appear nonchalant. ]
You did fine.
[ Better than he expected actually. ]
You did fine.
[ Better than he expected actually. ]
Really?
Awesome.
[But the awesome isn't said with a ton of enthusiasm--at least it's measured for him. But considering Derek isn't one to give a lot of praise, he'll take it.]
So uh--how often should we do this stuff?
[He doesn't know Derek's schedule.]
Awesome.
[But the awesome isn't said with a ton of enthusiasm--at least it's measured for him. But considering Derek isn't one to give a lot of praise, he'll take it.]
So uh--how often should we do this stuff?
[He doesn't know Derek's schedule.]
[ He tilts his very slightly to show that he’s heard Stiles’ speaking. High praise isn’t really his style; he’s more about levelling his response in relation to the difficulty of the task. Set your enthusiasm too high and you’ll have nowhere to go when the ‘student’ improves. ]
That depends. Would you rather have one long lesson or several shorter ones?
[ He’s really asking whether Stiles wants to get it all over in one day or spread the lesson out over several. It’s not as though Derek has a routine to follow, right now he can adapt to whatever set-up they decide upon. ]
That depends. Would you rather have one long lesson or several shorter ones?
[ He’s really asking whether Stiles wants to get it all over in one day or spread the lesson out over several. It’s not as though Derek has a routine to follow, right now he can adapt to whatever set-up they decide upon. ]
Honestly?
[Stiles debates the benefits of each for a few moments, before shaking his head.]
Several shorter ones.
[At least until he can get his ADHD under control. It's fine most days, but this sort of exertion does do a toll on his attention span.]
[Stiles debates the benefits of each for a few moments, before shaking his head.]
Several shorter ones.
[At least until he can get his ADHD under control. It's fine most days, but this sort of exertion does do a toll on his attention span.]
[ A short and simple nod as Derek thinks over the best way to approach the multiple day idea. ]
We’ll start with five lessons a week. Send me message whenever you’re free. If any lessons are leftover at the end of the week, we’ll be doing them on the last day.
[ That’s reasonable, right? ]
We’ll start with five lessons a week. Send me message whenever you’re free. If any lessons are leftover at the end of the week, we’ll be doing them on the last day.
[ That’s reasonable, right? ]
Okay.
[Stiles nods weakly for a moment, then stronger as it settles.]
Yeah, I think that will work.
Thanks, Derek. Really.
[He gives another quick nod, and then starts for the door.]
[Stiles nods weakly for a moment, then stronger as it settles.]
Yeah, I think that will work.
Thanks, Derek. Really.
[He gives another quick nod, and then starts for the door.]
Don't mention it.
[ He means that. With a short 'goodbye' nod, Derek starts to gather his things. Planning on making his own exit shortly after the teen. ]
[ He means that. With a short 'goodbye' nod, Derek starts to gather his things. Planning on making his own exit shortly after the teen. ]
CONTACT: Stiles.Stilinski@compass.net
MESSAGE: Have time for another sesson?
MESSAGE: Have time for another sesson?
Edited 2014-03-04 05:54 (UTC)
[Stiles is there, dressed in sweats again. They are still messy, but well, it's hard to wash clothing. Besides, he's going to get sweaty anyways, so...well. Sorry, Derek.]
Lydia's here now, you know.
...I think she remembers everything you remember. Like--timeline wise.
Lydia's here now, you know.
...I think she remembers everything you remember. Like--timeline wise.
[ Derek’s honestly not in a position to comment on anyone's clothing. He's got several nicely sized bloodstains on his. ]
Why are you telling me this?
Why are you telling me this?
I don't--
[Stiles shrugs.]
I don't know, so you have at least one person on the same page as you. With whatever sacrificing crazy thing that was going on back home?
[Stiles shrugs.]
I don't know, so you have at least one person on the same page as you. With whatever sacrificing crazy thing that was going on back home?
[ That's kind of irrelevant when the person in question is Lydia though, Stiles. ]
Past sacrificing thing.
Past sacrificing thing.
Dude, whatever it was. I'm glad that it's over.
But I'm just saying.
You know what--nevermind. Not the point of today.
But I'm just saying.
You know what--nevermind. Not the point of today.
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