Chris Argent (
honorthecode) wrote2015-08-04 09:49 am
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Chris stood for a moment, watching Peter sleep. It looked like the collar was starting to chafe, literally and figuratively. The last time he'd taken it off was for Peter to heal after Kate practically gutted him. He absently rubbed his chest where Peter had pinned him to the rebar. He wanted to be angry but the anger had faded a quite awhile ago. So far, aside from his obnoxiousness, Peter had been a model 'prisoner' on their hunt for Kate.
Kate is who filled him with anger, sometimes straight up rage. How had his sister come to this? Had she always been a psychopath? How had he not seen it? It should have been clear when she burned down the Hale house, but he didn't want to believe it. He wanted to believe it was a youthful mistake. And now she was some kind of monster that he couldn't recognize. He'd made a mistake not putting her down the first time, he wouldn't make that mistake again.
Chris didn't know how long he stood there, just watching the other man sleep.
Kate is who filled him with anger, sometimes straight up rage. How had his sister come to this? Had she always been a psychopath? How had he not seen it? It should have been clear when she burned down the Hale house, but he didn't want to believe it. He wanted to believe it was a youthful mistake. And now she was some kind of monster that he couldn't recognize. He'd made a mistake not putting her down the first time, he wouldn't make that mistake again.
Chris didn't know how long he stood there, just watching the other man sleep.
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He really hoped he wasn't making a huge mistake, but he needed a change today, a break. And trusting Peter to behave for one single day was the change he had in mind.
On his own head be it.
"Come here."
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"I give you my word. I won't try anything."
So, he moved toward Argent, dipping his head to make it easier for Argent to reach the lock on the back of the wolfsbane collar.
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He reached behind Peter's neck, his fingers brushing lightly against his skin as he undid the collar.
"Here's the deal. I'd like for you to help me find Kate of your own volition. I'll toss the collar if we can agree on that. Once we're done, you can go on your merry way."
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"I will help you find Kate. I do have unfinished business with your dear sister."