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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emma gave me a crash course on camp jupiter, let me know if i need to fix

[impetere]

[Following the fire, Cora somehow found her way to Lupa. After proving to her that she wasn't weak and that she could hold her own, she gives her directions to Camp Jupiter which solves the mystery of where Cora spent most of her years between eleven and seventeen. They trained her, they gave her a support system, and when she left to find Derek, they told her she shouldn't go alone.

She probably should have listened, but there's nothing she can do about that now.

When Derek goes back to Beacon Hills and leaves her behind in South America, she finds her way back to Camp Jupiter again. It's late when she reaches the highway which makes it easy to spot the door and the pathway across, highway is clear. As she runs closer she can feel the starting bubbles of excitement rippling through her (it's so rare that she actually gets excited about things anymore, but this, this she feels). As she gets closer to the door, she can spot the guard sitting there and a smile stretches across her face as she starts to charge her way through.

In a lot of ways it's like coming home. She can't wait to get inside.]

[commandertoolbelt]

[ You know what's rude? Sending one of your guests out to help guard the entrance to the camp. That's rude.

Nothing interesting has been going on, either, so Leo's been babbling at the poor guy, talking his ear off about this or that project he's been working on or how he plans to completely rebuild Festus sooner or later, giving him new workings and gears and wires and...

Eager to get rid of him, the guard waves at Cora and shoves Leo toward the door with her, saying something about wasting time when he has work to do. Leo isn't bothered, of course, just offering her a wave and a grin. ]

Hey! Your praetor banished me for a while. It's been, like, hours, and this guy - [ he jerks his thumb back at the guard - ] doesn't know how to hold a conversation. Think it's safe to go back in now?

this is very late, I am sorry.

[impetere]

[The scent of fire catches her first, and while she manages not to recoil completely, it is enough to get her to stop short, and determine that it's not a threat. Still, her demeanor remains friendly, because she's among friends - at least as far as she knows.]

Depends. What'd you do?

[commandertoolbelt]

Something in the forge might have exploded, [ Leo admits with a shrug. ] But nothing dangerous, I swear! Just a regular accident. They just weren't expecting it so it caught them off-guard.

[ See? Perfectly innocent. ]

[impetere]

[Yeah, Cora's not that fond of the forge exploding. It's a fire thing.]

I can't really say I blame them.

[commandertoolbelt]

Aw, come on, Cora! It was an accident, [ he whines. By now he knows how she feels about the fire thing, but it was honest mistake. Those happen in forges! You'd think they'd know that, with children of Vulcan around, but Leo supposes his Roman half-siblings don't experiment like he does. Lamers. ]

[impetere]

Maybe. But big fiery explosions tend to ruin everyone's day.

[She's just sayin'.]

[commandertoolbelt]

It wasn't that bad, [ he says defensively. ] It was just an ordinary weapons accident! It wasn't even my fault, I swear. I was being careful! Miranda's the one who ran into me.

[impetere]

Uh-huh.

[She nods for a moment.]

So do we need a sign for the forge? "X number of days since last accident"?

[commandertoolbelt]

You know, I'm gonna say yes, [ he decides with a nod. ] Maybe that would help you guys remember that things are boring when I'm not around. Then when I come back it'll be like the greatest day ever! "Yay, Valdez is back! Now something exciting and fun can happen!"

[impetere]

Nothing personal? But "stuff on fire" doesn't really count as exciting and fun for me.

[In fact "fire" isn't even close to fun. She likes Leo, she does, but she is not fireproof like he is.]

[commandertoolbelt]

Well, it doesn't necessarily have to be on fire, I guess, [ he says with a shrug. ] But the guys here don't really make anything fun! Where are the nutcase automatons? Where's the camouflaging armor used in totally inappropriate ways? You guys are so unprepared for the day I come bearing pranks.

[impetere]

Pranks are okay. Pranks I don't mind.

[A beat.]

So long as they don't involve fire.

[commandertoolbelt]

Trust me, there are plenty of pranks around that don't need fire. I should introduce you to some! Like the classic bucket and door technique - my OTP.

[impetere]

[She chuckles softly.]

That's usually good for a laugh. Unless you're the one under it.

[commandertoolbelt]

No, it's still fun if you know how to take a joke, [ Leo reasons, grinning. ] One of these days, obviously sometime after I leave, you or somebody else in this camp is going to find themselves with a bucket on their head, and then it'll be game on!

[impetere]

[She laughs.]

Why wait until you leave? Unless you're worried about the retribution.

[commandertoolbelt]

Hey, Reyna’s still in charge, okay? I know better than to get on her bad side.

...Mostly.

[ Otherwise, he wouldn’t be out here. But he’ll still insist it was an accident. ]

[impetere]

[She smirks a bit, before nodding.]

Fair enough. But if you do it, then leave, that could mean you might never be able to come back.

[commandertoolbelt]

You say that, but I’ve got it all planned out, [ Leo confides, a mischievous spark in his eyes. ] I just make sure I stay away long enough for the, uh, incident to be forgotten. Then I can come back and everything will be good as new! It’s genius, really.

[impetere]

And if Reyna happens to have a memory like an elephant?

[commandertoolbelt]

[ He shrugs. ]

Then I’m screwed either way and might as well have fun with it while I can. It’s just more fun when someone comes with me, [ Leo confides, playfully waggling his eyebrows. ]

[impetere]

[You are trouble, Mr. Valdez. So much trouble. She squints at him for a moment, before considering.]

Only if it's a good one.