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In some parts of the world, Fallon Perez is about as famous as the Hale family. With her connection to the moon, life and death and supernatural itself, she's gotten pretty well knows during her many years of life. She's been to many...
Fallon's outfit: Loft / Highschool / Animal Clinic -
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Loft / Bank -
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Chapter Fourteen ⊚ Chaos Rising ⊚
Isaac paced around the wall if windows in Derek's loft while Fallon leaned against the table next to Derek, who sat on a chair with a book in his hand. "You know, I'm starting not to like this idea. Sounds kinda dangerous..." Isaac said as Fallon watched him walk back and forth, "You know what? I definitely don't like this idea, and I definitely don't like him." Isaac said and Fallon nodded slightly.
"Nobody does." She said and Derek sighed, "You'll be fine." Derek said and Isaac paused for a moment before looking at Derek. "Does it have to be him?" Isaac asked and Derek never looked up from his book, "He knows how to do it- I don't. It'd be more dangerous if I tried doing it myself." He said.
"What about Fallon?" Isaac asked before looking at Fallon, "You've been alive for over a hundred years, you would have learned it by now... Right?" He asked and she chuckled and shook her head. "I have talons, not claws. Trust me, you wouldn't want those in your neck." She said making him sigh as he walked over to the table.
"You know Scott doesn't trust him, right?You know, personally, I'd... Well, I'd trust Scott." Isaac said and Derek raised his eyebrows. "Do you trust me?" Derek asked, glancing over at Isaac, "Yeah." Isaac said before shrugging slightly.
"I still don't like him." Isaac said and Fallon chuckled, "Nobody likes him." Fallon said. A second later the door to the loft slid open making them look over to see Peter walk in. "Boys... And girl. FYI? Yes, coming back from the dead has left my abilities slightly impaired... but, the hearing still works. So, I hope you're comfortable saying whatever it is that you're feeling straight to my face."
"We don't like you. Now shut up and help us." Derek said, snapping his book shut before standing up and Peter nodded slightly. "Fair enough." He said before flicking his claws out.
"Relax. I'll get more out of you if you're calm." Peter said as he walked around Isaac who nervously sat in a chair. "How do you know how to do this, again?" Isaac asked as he glanced back at Peter.
