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[ stiles looks like he's tamping down on some serious worry. he's trying to sound casual, but there's definitely concern in his eyes, the corner of his mouth tight with tension, and his leg bounces with a nervous anxiety. ]

Hey, uh. Has anyone out there seen my dad? Probably introducing himself as Stilinski. He's zero twelve, zero twenty-four. I already went by his room, 'cause we were meant to— anyway, he's not there, and I heard all the messages about we're not supposed to just go wandering off and looking for people, so I figured I'd just ask, first.

[ first. as in, this entry is coming before he goes wandering off and looking for his dad. ]

[ stiles gives an awkward grimace, and then his face trembles and he reaches over and covers the camera with his palm, voice thready. ]

I can't lose him, okay? I can't. So just. Let me know. Thanks.

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That's him, yeah.

[ he forgets himself and keeps video, so faith you're treated to the desperate hope in his eyes. ]

Have you seen him?

Work, a-- shit. Couple days, maybe? We don't run the same patrols.

[ she crouches now, and there are a few clinking sounds before she stands, bulging duffel bag slung over one shoulder. ]

You got a name?

[ disappointing. he sighs. ]

Stiles.

[ and then, because it's bugging him where he knows her from, it clicks, and so does he, snapping his fingers at the screen. ]

You're the girl who made fun of Josh.

Sup. Faith.

[ dipping one shoulder in a shrug, she grins. ]

More Mikey, him and Josh just split that dumbass moment down the middle.

It's tough, you know. When you know more about someone than you really should just because you watch a lot of late night Syfy.

Wouldn't know, never really was my thing.

[ comics, yes, but she will take her nerd secret to the grave. ]

Have you seriously never even seen Star Wars?

Seen some on late night cable, I guess.

Holy— you're from a time and place with cable and you're still culturally deficient? That's an impressive skill.

Just special, I guess.

It's cool, probably you actually have, you know, a life.

[ a self-deprecating little chuckle. ]

Kind of the other way, but it's cool. Not really a Star Wars kinda chick.

[ she is exactly the star wars kinda chick. ]

Huh. What are you into, then?

Drinking. Working out. Wishing there was shit around to kill. [ thoughtful pause. ] Screwing.

[ she's horrifying, you're welcome. ]

Wow. Yeah. Awesome. Me too.

Rambo type, huh? I can see it.

[ totally teasing you, stiles.

also welcome to your godawful nickname. be grateful 'tweak' was taken. ]

Yeah, uh, war is in my blood, and all that.

Yeah, I got that. Eatin' your Cheerios outta your enemies skulls, huh?

I... prefer Captain Crunch?

[ okay, that gets a genuine laugh. ]

You're a sharp kid, Rambo.

Not a kid, Faith. Also, I'm pretty sure you don't have to give me a nickname. Stiles is my nickname.

Dude, you're like. What, sixteen? Kid.

...yeah, and?

And, that's my nickname. I don't need a second nickname.

Like I said: yeah, and?

[ so now rambo is never going away. ]

Edited 2013-03-07 19:23 (UTC)

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