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And then the pathways slammed shut.

Oh, not all of them. Most of them simply rearranged themselves. But whatever had connected each camp to another had been violently stripped away. They were alone now, and they were easy prey. At least the winds had settled down...

The maze had grown more erratic, however. Instead of speeding up time for all, it was now slowing it down at random in different places. Anyone caught in a sudden bubble of it would find themselves slowing down compared to the rest of the world. Awkward.

[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc | note: feel free to mod knowledge of sholeh's gremlin key, dean's unicorn key, and the vault. ]

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robinonadderall

"I don't want to worry him," Stiles said, shaking his head. "Being the sheriff of Beacon Hills comes with enough stress."

They did have a lot of murders for such a small town.

"I also thought not telling him would keep him safe somehow. Didn't really work," he said. "I can't protect anybody, turns out."

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throughaphase

"I've been there," Kitty admitted. "You try, and that's the big thing. Sometimes there's only so much you can do."

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robinonadderall

"I could have done more," Stiles said, shaking his head. "I had the chance to be more, to be a werewolf, and I didn't take it. If I was stronger or faster maybe I could have helped Derek."

He completely forgot they were supposed to be talking about his father.

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throughaphase

"Being a werewolf didn't help him," Kitty pointed out quietly. "You got out, you got here, and you're safe. You know that's what mattered to him."

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robinonadderall

"What about what mattered to me?" Stiles asked. "I wanted him alive. I could have died, I would be okay with that, but other people depended on him."

He couldn't help but wonder about what was going to happen to someone like Isaac now.

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throughaphase

"And I wouldn't be okay with you dying," Kitty pointed out. "There's only so much you can do, Stiles. If I'd been with him, or Jack, or anyone else, the same thing probably would have happened."

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robinonadderall

Stiles didn't really agree with that---Kitty or Jack hadn't been there and they didn't see just how useless he really was in that situation, but he didn't want to argue. That way led to heart racing, which led to hyperventilating and Stiles did not want to start having panic attacks again.

No, a panic attack would not be good. He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly before resting his forehead on his knees. "I just miss him."