I'm fairly local; I've been around (OPEN)

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A. DAY:

[ creature of the night he may be, Derek's life is far from nocturnal. admittedly, this is partially because he sleeps less than he probably ought to, especially these days. however, it's also because even in London, there are places that aren't 24/7. yet. a bank. a decent mechanic. somewhere that sells smores flavoured pop tarts. combined with his own restlessness, and a sense that he still doesn't quite belong, Derek is unable to hang around at the den all day.

when he's out, he's watchful. even on the streets of the city centre, Derek has come to learn that he can't afford to overlook anything. perhaps it's an inhuman kind of scent that has his gaze catching, lingering, or perhaps a face he recognizes from the Redbright ball has him staring in heavy, curious scrutiny. maybe he simply has to squeeze past the same PETA collector on the street, muttering something about no goddamn escape. ]

B. NIGHT:

[ after the sun sets, Derek retreats to his own territory. generally speaking, he's not looking for a fight, and lurking around other areas of London at night is sometimes as much a provocation as is necessary. he keeps to the east end, hemming along every county line like a sentry, watching - waiting, maybe - for any suggestion that things are not as they should be on his turf. his. he'd never considered it in those terms when he'd been following Laura's lead, when there had been another alpha running things. aside from an inherent wolfish sense of territory, he'd felt little investment. now, his position has changed, but the disconnect here lingers. in the wake of his own hasty decision making, he still feels like he's standing in. that only makes him all the more tense.

and all the more eager to work. he covers a surprising amount of distance on foot, keeps his ear to the ground to keep track of what's going on. maybe it's quiet. maybe it's not. but he stays out late.

if, on his unofficial patrol, he comes across something or someone that seems like they shouldn't be here - well, Derek follows. ]

C. CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE!

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It was a topic that he and Heiji had not discussed in any great detail, but in the time since their talk Derek has considered. Ruling it out seemed not only unfair - Derek was opportunistic, but he'd abide by his word - but unnecessary. If they were going to be allies, if they were going to have free roaming, then allowing the use of doorways only seemed logical and reasonable. While it had occurred to him that the Night Council might not take kindly to finding out about it, they were already in low enough standing. Derek didn't see that as a reason to tiptoe. He was gambling, allying with the fae like this, allowing them this - but one way or another he was going to have to take a risk. Hopefully this was the one that would pay off.

Regarding her, apparently thoughtful, he nodded.

"Yeah. You let me know the details, you can travel back and forth here. I think that's more than fair."

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Mab looked pleased with his answer. "If you find a doorway left open in your territory without your permission, inform me. I will find the offending party and deal with them personally." Yeah, Mab pretty much walked the walk in taking responsibility. He could tell Heiji too but the uneelie Lady thought the fox would be less influential in instilling the fear of god in offenders.

"What details would you require? Location and length of viable time as a portal?" She was thoughtful for a moment. In an emergency a door might have to be opened on the fly. But such emergencies also required immediate closure in general. "So long as it might be opened for more than thirty seconds?" She added on just to give herself a little wiggle room.

Fair. He was so cute.

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He considered her question, eyes narrowing at the clause she added on. It was clearly something she was introducing in order to grant herself more freedom, and that immediately had his paranoia spiking. But it did make sense, he was forced to accept. He knew that he couldn't keep tabs on every door that they made. If anything, this was efficiency.

Eventually, Derek nodded.

"That's right," he said, "if it's something immediate, it's not necessary. But anything longer comes to me, whether it's going to last five minutes or five years." Straightening up, he tilted his chin up. However worthy of awe she was, he was the alpha here. He had to take charge. "This is my territory, and it's gonna stay that way. Abide by that, and you have my support."

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Oh she likes that. He went from puppy to alpha so quickly. The look in her eyes is appreciative, interested. "There is nothing more you wish of the fae territories?" She asked to assuage any concerns that he might be giving too much to the fae. She was being reasonable, you see?

The wolves probably had few needs besides being able to roam without harassment. They would have to eventually find a way the wolves could tell a door was a door either way, but she wasn't going to just hand him terms. It was important for him to think of them himself. It might be interesting if the wolves knew how to find the doors to the other realm. They might even find hunting there agreeable. The Other Realm still had large swaths of forest and game that could truly challenge a pack.

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The focus in her jewel-bright eyes made his blood run hot. There was an appraisal there that was perhaps different from before; Derek was far from a stranger to it, but the subtle shift was unexpected. She riled him too easily, he thought, willing the warmth away. Slowly, he let out a breath.

She was testing him, testing what boundaries he would set. Derek had never been raised to lead. He was, essentially, winging everything since stepping into the too-big shoes of his alpha, and his sister. But in this much, his stubbornness served him well - he did not appear as uncertain as he was. If she wanted to leave an opening there, a flexibility, so could he.

"I think keeping each others' backs is a good place to start," he replied, steady. He didn't truth the fae to keep him alive. He barely trusted his pack with that. But he, too, could be reasonable.

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She can almost feel his reaction to her interest in the expression his face. And it makes her smile a little. His calming breath ticks the corner of her lips up a couple of centimeters. He was absolutely delightful.

She lifted a hand, palm up in acknowledgement to his request. "I had assumed this was expected in the alliance." She looked at him thoughtfully for a moment before closing her fingers and opening them back up reveal a card. "You may contact me there, should a problem arise." Implying both of the aggressive sort or the gate left open and wolves going missing sort. Mab had a pretty terrible teacher for the phone but she can manage phone calls and emails.

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Derek's eyes flicked down to the card. In a way, accepting it struck him as something to be tentative about. It felt like it set things in stone. Perhaps taking the card was like taking the pomegranate, but Derek was hesitant to be that theatrical about it. And he was no coward. Reaching out, he took it, studying it briefly. His eyes caught on her name. Mab.

Tucking it into his jacket, he nodded in thanks. "Heiji said you'd be making a move soon. You're involved?"

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Mab had been passing the cards out like candy. Though most had her pseudonym instead of her real name. There was the real danger to him. She would not be happy if everyone and their dog knew her name. It was a sign of something close to respect that he had one with her real name on it. Also a double edged sword as saying her name aloud tended to draw her attention even if she wasn't present.

"I am assisting both Sir Heiji and the Lord of Stars this month. I imagine I will make my own personal foray into this realm not long afterward." And she wasn't going for something simple when she did it. Perhaps one of the lawless territories. Mab was fond of laws.

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Later, he would reflect on the significance in the fact that she'd given her name - what he thought must be her true name. They're important amongst the fae, he'd heard. He will perceive the gesture to be one of goodwill, and of fledgling trust, but also a test. Later, when he is alone, he will decide to keep it private, secure, safe. At least, for now.

And Mab certainly had no trouble in piquing his curiosity. The other title mentioned was filed away - although unfamiliar, he had to assume his path would cross with the Lord of Stars eventually. The stylings of the fae, in all their strangeness, all their pomp and circumstances, had always been weird to him, if not funny, but the laughter felt far away when he was dealing with one of them.

He didn't promise his further assistance. It felt too early for that. First, he wanted to see how their initial cooperation worked out. Instead, something else caught his attention - recalling Stiles' intervention in his conversation with Heiji, he asked: "South of the river?"

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It was good that he took a moment to really let her information sink in. If he had dismissed it too easily she'd have been disappointed in his forethought. Everything Mab did was sort of a test. She was fairly judgy.

Her hand fell back to her side now that he had the card and she looked curious about the question. "I believe both will be south of the Thames, yes." She hadn't heard that there was any reason for the fae to avoid North of the river though.

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Satisfied, he nodded. Derek had not made plans yet, had not allowed himself to set anything up, still too tentative and hesitant in his new position, still too engrossed in a hunt that was proving ever fruitless. But he wasn't about to admit as much; besides, doing so seemed unnecessary. While he hadn't made his mind up yet, he had beginnings, starts of something more.

Havering was only the logical step, after all.

"I'm keeping an eye on Havering for now," he offered, by way of gruff explanation. There was a request there, but he wouldn't word it as such.

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Keeping an eye on it. As far as she knew it was surrounded by his own territory, it seemed like a logical choice to her to claim it officially. "You need but ask for assistance should you decide to make your move." She replied, not knowing his inner turmoil but the lack of decision on Havering seemed to say something about his mental state none the less. "I believe the others are selecting Bromley and Bexley." Though her being north of the river now meant she'd been looking at Havering for a reason. Perhaps to see if it would pose a problem. If the wolves claimed it and the alliance stuck it would pose no problems. It narrowed down quite a bit of her own land she would need to cover.

She considered the place herself. "I imagine I will eventually move on Greenwich or Lewisham myself if not Croydon. I am still assessing the situation."