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[thebeatofherheart]

	✔ Cʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs/AU ✔ Aᴄᴛɪᴏɴsᴘᴀᴍ ✔ Pʀᴏsᴇ	✔ Pɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs ✔ Oᴛʜᴇʀᴡᴏʀᴅʟʏ ✔ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs	♥ F/M, F/F ✦ Rɪꜰᴛᴠᴇʀsᴇ OC, Gʟᴀʏsᴀ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ

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[thebeatofherheart]

"I ... I thought I did."

Her face falls for a moment, before glancing around again. Her wings shift a bit, the ends turning down a bit sadly. She knows that rifts don't always work out the way you intended but when you jump through one holding someone's hand, she should follow close behind you.

Apparently not.

She shakes her head not long after that before giving him a small smile. "Guess not."

[rozpetac]

He really wants to reach out and offer her some support but he's not sure if that would be welcomed or if he would lose an arm or get poisoned or become a mindless...and now we're getting our brain back on track, Stilinski. He's firmly telling his inner self to get with it already.

"Okay, so um. Are you hungry or thirsty. My Jeep's not so far from here and we could go grab something?"

Because well he can't just leave her here. You don't just leave people in the woods. Especially winged girls who are lost.

[thebeatofherheart]

Ava honestly doesn't know if she could manage to eat anything right now, but she also doesn't want to be alone either. It's not like she has anywhere else to go and this Stiles kid is at least totally not freaking out at the idea that she has wings and fell through a hole in the universe.

"Yeah. Yeah, sure, just ... " She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, trying to think of all the exercises her grandmother made her do to get a handle on her emotions. They always run a little higher for Glays, the strongest side effect of their Calling, but she's always been good at keeping her cool. Usually. Now there are far too many strings of panic for her to keep it together completely, but there's also enough calm for her to manage to draw her wings back into her shoulder blades, giving her the appearance of a normal girl again. She sighs a bit, rolling her shoulders to settle, before opening them to look at him again. "There. Better."

[rozpetac]

Stiles knows that he's staring again. But he really can't help it so much because those wings just disappeared and just what even is his life right now.

"Right, it's this way." He points and starts walking that way slowly, trying to match his pace to hers. He doesn't want to leave her behind. "So have you been to California before?"

[thebeatofherheart]

"Yeah. Long time ago, though," she says as she walks, one hand coming up to rub her shoulders. "My mom traveled around a lot when I was a kid, so I've probably been almost everywhere in the lower forty-eight at least once."

California - there are worst places she could have landed. She could have wound up in the middle of a Chicago blizzard, if nothing else.