second case. (im/possible action)

[hypercompetent]

Hey guys. Not to interrupt the super fun drama or anything, but I kinda need a favor.

[ The usually animated Stiles is kind of quiet as his IM comes into view. He's sitting just outside of the Hecate cabin, leaning against the enchanted stones, and playing with the fabric of his shorts as he talks, not making eye contact with the feed. It's short, sweet, and to the point. ]


Can one of you guys help me buzz my hair? Like all of it, army style. [ Stiles just finally looks up and offers a lopsided smile at the IM, although it doesn't reach his eyes. ] As soon as possible, and preferably without losing chunks of my scalp in the process.

That's all I got. Hit me up if you can. Thanks. [ And with a two fingered wave, he waves his hand through the water. ]

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[usernameallison]

[Scott thinks much the same about Stiles. There's so much he has to be grateful for as far as his best friend goes - he'd have had a much rougher time in middle school if it wasnt for this guy.]

Right back at you, man.

[There's a little bump at the shoulder from his fist.]

So you wanna- uh, you wanna buzz your hair off. I mean, I don't have a razor or anything but Aphrodite cabin might. I can ask Heather.

[hypercompetent]

[ And there's a second where if you really knew Stiles (you know, like his best friend from kindergarten might), you could notice the fact that his ears flush red. ]

Yeah, I was thinkin' that too. I mean, short of Nat doing it with one of her arrows, I'm gonna let the cabin of love and beauty handle that one. [ And Heather. What? ]