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[humansidekick]

[ It was a (reasonably) normal night, considering. Just hanging out around the house, no monsters to fight or research to do, which was always terrible for actually managing to stay out of trouble, but hey. He was entitled every now and then, right? Maybe?

And then there was a bang on the door, followed by a few more, more insistent, and after a few moments of indecision Stiles went tearing down towards the door and threw it open to find Evie on the other side of it. ]

Uh. Hey. Need a hand?

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[blueberryprincess]

[ He was entitled to a bit of mild bullshit. But this? This was not mild bullshit. This was his friend (she has no idea, to be honest), following a conjured Guide in the form of a bright blue light about the size of a golf ball, leading her somewhere safe like she she'd asked it to.

Because after being attacked in the woods by an angry, unknown thing and using a spell to dissipate it? That's exactly what Evie conjured the Guide for; Getting her somewhere safe.

She was bloody, scratches and bruises on her visible skin, and she was disoriented. She probably had a concussion, so she wasn't fully aware that she'd made it to Stiles place until he answered the door.

And she stares at him in shock for a moment, before silently nodding.

Yes. Yes, she needs a hand. ]

Your dad's at work, right?

[ Because otherwise, she is more than certain Sheriff Stilinski will call Melissa who will call her mother and this just sounds like a series of probably not great ideas. ]

And you have a first aid kit?