彡 cora hale | teen wolf

[impetere]

	✔ Cʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs/AU ✔ Aᴄᴛɪᴏɴsᴘᴀᴍ ✔ Pʀᴏsᴇ	✔ Pɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs ✔ Oᴛʜᴇʀᴡᴏʀᴅʟʏ ✔ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs	♥ F/M, F/F ⏰ Uᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ

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[impetere]

[After Derek abandons her (not really) in South America, she takes to traveling on her own for a while, never really feeling quite right with sitting still. Eventually she hooks up with Granuaile because a wolf and a druid is never a bad combination. Wanderlust is a big thing for them both and keeping moving while helping whoever they can along the way isn't a bad gig.

She's currently sprawled out on her bed in the motel room, drumming her fingers against the map lightly.]

Do you want to head north or south next?

[dizzying]

[ Sitting cross-legged on the other bed, Granuaile is pulling her hair up into a topknot, but she cranes her neck to look towards the map. ]

It doesn't matter to me. Unless you've heard of anything cool to do in either of those directions. Festivals, celebrations, a place that makes great mai tais...

[ She trails off, wrapping a ponytail holder around her bun and letting go, when the bun sags a little from the weight of her hair. ]

Aren't there ruins north of here?

[ Unfolding herself from her position, she moves to kneel in between the beds and cross her arms on Cora's, looking intently at the map. Exploring ancient ruins could be fun. Of course, they'd have to be Indiana Jones-type ruins and not a tourist trap where they sell postcards and little salt and pepper shakers in the shape of pyramids at the gift shop. Granuaile's itching for a little adventure. ]

[impetere]

[Cora's eyes scan the map for a moment, trying to see if she sees what she's thinking of (spot 24), but she finds it fairly easily.]

Yes! Some kind of Native American temple or something.

[She glances back up again before giving a shrug.]

Worth checking out?

[dizzying]

I'd say so.

[ With an excited look, she hops up to her feet (balance 9) and ends up flailing her arms for a second as she goes off balance. Okay, that didn't turn out as graceful as she'd hoped. But once she settles her feet apart and stops moving her arms, she lets out a breath. ]

Nailed it! Let's get our gear together.

[impetere]

[Cora is happy to do the same and soon they're packed with everything they need in the car and off to go visit said mysterious ruins! Since Cora doesn't know how to drive, really, roll a drive check!]

[dizzying]

[ Granuaile gets behind the wheel and turns the key (drive 15) before nodded to Cora. ]

Let's get a look at the map again. I think we just take the main road out of town and there's a turn off when we're close?

[impetere]

Sounds good.

[Map reading on the move? Not exactly Cora's strongest skill set, but she does alright (navigate 12). It helps that the car doesn't jostle much as they go, and soon they're pulling up to the place in question.]

This is it.

[dizzying]

[ Granuaile looks out the windshield with an excited expression. Now this looks like a place of mystery and adventure! Or dust. Probably a lot of dust. ]

Let me get my staff out of the back. Just in case.

[ This doesn't look like a place where there are security guards or tours, so hopefully no one will come along to tell her to put it away. ]

[impetere]

[Cora's got her claws - that's all she really needs. She gets out of the car, taking in the smell of nature, wildlife and ... yeah, a lot of dust. She studies the paths for a moment, before pointing to the one that looks the most well traveled.]

Want to try this one first?

[dizzying]

[ Once she has her staff in hand, she comes up to Cora's side, nodding at her choice. While the overgrown paths might reveal hidden treasures, there also might be washed out paths or rock slides. It's better to be safe than sorry (knowledge 21). ]

Yeah definitely. It looks like we can walk side by side, at least to start.

[ And off she goes! ]

[impetere]

[And Cora's right behind her, glancing around to see if there's anything interesting as they go, but they aren't in the ruins proper yet. Most of what's here is trees and shrubbery.

Kind of boring, unless you're into that sort of thing.]

[dizzying]

[ Lucky Granuaile, then, because she loves nature. She walks around with eyes that are straining to take it all in. To her, nature is sacred. It's beautiful, and pure, and alive. ]

It's so peaceful here. I hope no one minds that we're walking through.

[ To her, the "no one" she's referring to is the earth itself, the local elemental, the trees, the grasses and moss, everything. ]

[impetere]

[Cora is not that in tune with the rest of the world. She will, however, wrinkle her nose at the mention of it being so peaceful.]

Don't jinx it.

[Because someone probably will mind if they keep going.]

[dizzying]

Oops.

[ She lifts her index finger to her lips, a mischievous look in her eyes. If trouble's coming, it's less because she's jinxed them and more because they're cursed in general. It seems the more peaceful you want to be, the more people come along to jack it all up. At least in Granuaile's case. She's not sure how peaceful a person Cora is. ]

I am curious why this temple doesn't have a big parking lot and gift shop near it. Maybe it's a protected site.

[impetere]

[Cora nods a bit. Personally, she tends to like the parks without all the tourist-y stuff surrounding it, because it's usually a lot quieter. She personally thinks that's a good thing, but it does leave her to wonder what makes this place different.]

Or maybe they just haven't gotten around to it yet.

[dizzying]

Yeah, and knock on wood they don't ever.

[ She moves over to a tree just off the path and lightly knocks on the trunk. She manages to depress a knot in the wood that's actually a hidden button and suddenly a few feet in front of them, the path lifts up, a trapdoor controlled by some ancient pulley system lifting up to reveal stone steps leading down a dark hole. ]

Um. The fuck?

[ So eloquent, this one. ]

[impetere]

[Cora tips her head to the side, eyes peering down into the darkness. From what she could tell, it's safe so far (spot 23), but she won't know for sure until they go inside.]

Wanna check it out?

[dizzying]

I'd say we have to, or Indiana Jones would be pissed at us.

[ Flashing Cora a grin, she heads over to the entrance, looking down in. Then she takes out her keys to use the flashlight on her keychain, shining the beam of light down in. ]

Well, here goes.

[ She sets her foot down on the first step, testing if it'll hold her weight. When it seems secure, she starts down in (balance 20) and soon she's made it to the bottom with ease, as if she's just headed down into the cellar to grab a jar of preserves. ]

Feels pretty sturdy to me.

[impetere]

[Cora follows her down with the same amount of ease, not really thinking about it much beyond checking to make sure she doesn't trip on any cracks or broken pieces (balance 18). She glances around as they go, and starts to make out something on the walls, but she can't really see what (spot 10).]

There's something over here.

[dizzying]

Yeah? Let's get some light on it.

[ She turns the beam over towards the wall and frowns (investigate 10). ]

I can't make it out. It looks too faint, or else my flashlight just sucks.

[ She taps it against her palm a few times but the beam doesn't get any brighter. ]

Can you tell what it is?

[impetere]

[Cora's is only slightly better (investigate 15), but from what she can see she can start to make out a pattern.]

Almost seems like a story. Maybe with hieroglyphics?

[dizzying]

Cool!

[ She steps closer and holds out a finger, tracing the air in front of each image to try and get a sense of what it is (decipher script 9). ]

This makes about as much sense to me as theoretical physics. And by that I mean, not a freaking lot. Is this a dude with a tool, or a giant dick?

[ She tilts her head sideways, as if that will help her see if it's a plow or a penis. ]

whoops, sorry.

[impetere]

[Cora frowns a bit at that, before repeating the gesture.]

I think ... it's a tool.

[Her head tips a little more.]

It seems a little awkwardly shaped to be a dick.

it's cool. granuaile wonders who that mysterious hottie was.

[dizzying]

Wait until you get to college and their frat parties. You'll see some then.

[ Granuaile is just honest. It's not like she's corrupting the youth of today or anything. ]

Okay, so it's a tool. What is it and what's he doing with it?

[ She moves down to the next picture in the row, hoping that will help. ]

The round thing could be a wheel. And it has a line through it. A cart? Or something else. Does the tool go with the wheel?

maybe she'll get to meet him one day

[impetere]

[Cora ... so didn't need to know that. But it can't be worse than anything she's seen or heard as a werewolf, so moving on.

Anyway, Cora moves along the line with her, but suddenly, magically, something clicks and she starts to get what she's seeing here (decipher script nat 20).]

It's a warning.

[She takes a step forward to brush off some of the dust to reveal an ugly, beastly looking thing.]

It's a story, but it's also a warning.