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_{@sarcasmandbatsaremyonlydefense}

                        _{“But why did you threaten her with an umbrella?”}

^{sarcasmandbatsaremyonlydefense:}

_{Stuart froze when he saw Derek approaching, tempted to jump behind some bushes and pretend he wasn’t there. He still wasn’t sure how to feel about the older man. “Wait — multiple clients?” Stuart grimaced. Ugh. He managed to keep that to himself, since he was pretty sure bitching about it would just get back to Peter, and then the older Hale would get on his case. Again. “Fine, thanks. What time does he need me to be there?”}

                _{“Yes – multiple clients.” This was a goddamn strip club after all. What did Stuart expect? Why Derek had to be the one to deliver the message, he isn’t sure but at least it was over with now. A grunt resounds from the man’s throat in response at first before he straightens up and crosses arms over his chest. “By nine at the earliest. I don’t think these guys will be there until closer to ten so you’ll have to be at Allure and ready when they show up.” String of words let out with some sense of annoyance laced in though it was hardly Stuarts fault for that. Messenger boy was not Derek’s forte. “Any questions?”}

_{@sarcasmandbatsaremyonlydefense}

                    _{Hale waltzed his way up to the young man the moment he was spotted, folder in hand with a look of distaste on features. Derek had better things to do than this but his uncle asked and so he would deliver. “Peter wanted me to give you this. It’s a list of clients coming to the club tonight that you’ll be entertaining.”}

_{@elevenmccall}

                 _{Lips licked over and while he dislikes waiting around, Derek can see the parlor is busy. Understandably so for a Friday night and how early it is. He should be over at the skate park making sure kids don’t get themselves killed but… Hale is looking for a touch up. After all the wear and tear of skin and muscles over his calf, the anchor residing there seems to have faded too much for his liking. When he gets to the front counter – Derek flashes a smile. “How long will it take to get a touch up scheduled for? It’s nothing big and fairly basic.”}

_{@devilravaged}

                  _{“HEY,” voice booms out across the skate park to get someone’s attention, wheels of a board grinding against concrete as Derek rolls closer. Easier way to get around and he’s feeling particularly lazy today. Solares is one of the more interesting members of the scene – especially when it comes to the Hale line of work. The closer he gets, the quieter his voice drops. “Peter wants you to look into finances from one of his companies in France, see whose been fucking around in shit they shouldn’t be touching. You up for that, Isaiah?”}

^cyhiiraeth:

@caringxnature wanted a secrets and skate parks starter

    “Derek,” there’s a lilt in her voice and a smile on her face that says she wants something but, while that is entirely accurate supposition to make, it is for once a totally legitimate business transaction she needs approval for. “Can you sign off on this? It’s for a pressure-washer for sluicing graffiti off the park. Now, while I am more than capable of filling out all of this myself it still needs an owner signature. So there’s a paper trail.” The legitimate business is the only business they want a paper trail for.

                   _{Head picks up in an instance, eyes shooting over towards the strawberry blond as the man’s tongue rolls on of his lip rings back and forth – waiting to see what she needs. Highly doubtful just for pleasantries sake does she breathe his name. Lydia Martin always seemed on the go, everything almost always business. “Hm?” is the only sound echoing from Derek throat as he eyes her somewhat softly. Shoulders roll as he stop tweaking a wheel on someone’s board and – gets a look at the paper he needs to sign. “I don’t see the point, it all comes back every time it’s cleaned up and Peter doesn’t seem to really care.” Neither did Derek but he scrawls his name down anyways. “Then again, new canvas for art would be nice.”}

                  _{STARTER CALL for
                            verse members} only !!

                              Derek Hale ; 29 ; Bisexual

_{Education: High school graduate.
Occupation: Co-owner of Beacon Hills Skate Park ; drug runner ; weapons dealer ; brute force behind dangerous jobs Peter needs done ; interrogator ; eyes and ears of the skate park.
Residence: The Hales own a building north of the skate park a few blocks down for residential living. While Peter lives in what is to be considered the penthouse at the very top floor – Derek lives directly below that floor in what he’s cleared out to be an open loft for the most part, though there are several rooms still intact.
Turn Ons: Markings (biting, scratching, hickeys), hair pulling, body worship, danger, violence (pain, fighting), dirty talk, submission, dominance, power struggle, breath play, daddy kink,  etc.
Turn Offs: Anything bathroom play related, foot play, horrible hygiene.
Tattoos/Piercings: Sleeves on both arms and two lip rings on the bottom right lip near the corner of his mouth – HERE. Large triskelion between shoulder blades on his back. A small anchor on the back of his left calf.
Secrets: Derek is planning on not becoming head of his uncle’s ring once the torch is passed down to him (either when Peter is killed for his actions, imprisoned, or even retires many years from now). He’s been groomed for such but has been trying to find the right time to tell his uncle it isn’t for him. That he wants out of this life and to lead something a little more quiet. The slow pull away from all the action is simply seen as trying to remain under the radar with the officers that sniff around.}

_{Derek grew up in a large home with a large family – something that always seemed to leave a bitter taste in his mouth. Never enough time for anything but getting yelled at for getting in the way, bothering one of his sisters, being too rough with his brother, or doing poorly in school. He was the second oldest of four siblings, which hardly made the house sane. Though along with his mother and father – they housed an uncle of his mother’s side, and several cousins on his father’s side after an accident left them on their own. There was never peace in the house, a constant nag from someone with ever growing loudness at all hours. No matter what Derek seemed to do (even if he was being helpful or picking up after others) – he would still end up in trouble. It was bullshit to a thirteen year old that just wanted the approval of family.}

_{Resentment began to expand and aggression came to the surface, the only person that ever really seemed to be there for him through his life, truly honest to God there – was uncle Peter. He let Derek be angry, let him vent. Even gave better advice about dating and life and learning than his mother ever cared to show towards him. The older Derek becomes, the more angry he is towards others. He gets into fights in and out of school, shoplifts – other things that attribute to general teenage rebellion and juvenile delinquency. Detention is weekly, if not daily, before he is finally suspended for the first time during sophomore year. It wasn’t even his fault this time – he was sticking up for his little sister Cora but his parents weren’t having it. He was grounded for two months, though it hardly stopped Derek from sneaking out.} 

_{During the two month period, Peter moved out to his own place (Derek vaguely remembering some sort of fight between his mother and uncle) and became less and less frequent as someone the young man could rely on. Texting was easier but not by much when his phone was taken away too often, though he’d often steal his littler brother’s to call his uncle later in the evenings. The separation hardly lasted. When Derek turned seventeen, he was already into drinking and drugs – caught high as a kite when him and a friend broke into the local mall. He was placed in a holding cell over night by the sheriff when his parents refused to come get him until morning. Luckily for Derek, he had nothing on him and simply had to wait it out.}

_{When they did, it was with a bag of his clothing. The teen was chastised and kicked out of his home – in hopes that he would straighten up his act and understand what he was losing. Unfortunately for his parents, they were never close, and Derek showed up at Peter’s doorstep later that day with puffy red eyes and a plea to let him stay. Ever the loving uncle, the man’s home became his nephew’s own. His parent’s plan had backfired. Four months later, after minimal contact and Derek only interacting with his siblings during school hours – his mother showed up and asked him to come home and get the real help he needed. They argued and fought for an hour about how they never cared about Derek to begin with before Peter told Talia it was time for her to leave. Truth be told, Derek was doing better in the care of his uncle. Drug use was waning and drinking was only permitted in the house under supervision. So why was his mother acting like Peter was some kind of villain making her little boy worse?}

_{He never asked his uncle and only continued to strive and be a better person for his sake. By the time graduation rolled around – Derek had a job with the man’s help. It was discreet transporting though he never asked what exactly it was. Never cared to. It paid rather well for an eighteen year old kid that didn’t know what direction he wanted to take in life. Slacking was never an option, always wanting to prove himself and loyalty to the better father figure in Derek’s life. The task became more and more interesting the older he became, the more his muscles were used for intimidation purposes.} 

_{By the time Derek was twenty-one, he’d realized just how far into the criminal underworld he was – his aggression and loyalty having gotten the better of him for years. Peter never forced anything on him. Every task given, every question asked – Derek abided through his own free will, blinded by knowing he’d be praised and make his uncle much more proud of him. It is half way through the year that a drug delivery goes wrong and blood ends up on Derek’s hands. He cries on his uncle’s shoulder for hours before numbness settles into bones and he realizes this is how things would be. He’s in too deep. So he toughens that much more and does what is asked of him – more blood on his hands as the years pass by.}

_{It wasn’t long after that, however, Peter came to him and asked how he felt about skateboarding. When the man was younger, he dabbled for a few weeks but it never stuck – more interested in lacrosse and running track at the time. Now? His interest was piqued. Within a week’s time of the discussion about why they would need this business, Beacon Hills Skate Park was opened, Derek signed on as the co-owner. At first he worked weekends at the place and learned the general ins and outs of running something so hands on as smoothly as possible. They needed something legitimate to keep the real business booming and under the radar, something he continued to do over the week to stay up in ranks and loyal to the big boss he’d been impressing for some time now.}

_{Though the chain of command in the crime family takes a turn – his uncle going from righthand man to head boss after the unfortunate death of the man in charge due to an attack. The levels shifted so greatly that some believe it to be on purpose, that Peter had set it up to get in control. Derek had been outraged at the thought, had made sure to place himself between others and his uncle to keep him safe – claiming his new title as righthand. Those that believe Peter wronged the family are not enough to outweigh the ones that refuse to believe he would do such a thing (along with other connections), the organization continues on and grows in the hierarchy of crime, Derek soon becoming conditioned to take over one day.}

_{For the past two years, however, the young man’s loyalty and trust in Peter has been put to the test. The recruits have become younger and younger these days – weaknesses, aggression, and overall troubled nature preyed upon to get those hard pressed for cash or those needing homes to join in the syndication. The feeling hits too close to home and Derek wonders how much he’s been trained to be an obedient guard dog to his uncle. He doesn’t question but he is no longer blinded by a childish mind seeking approval. He is a criminal, a murderer – an individual. Derek often pushes at Peter’s ideologies and business plans nowadays but he does not let on his aim to leave the crime ring, only acknowledges his actions as not always being a yes man. His uncle never pushes, seems delighted in the bickering of business than anything. When the time comes – he’ll leave. For now Derek prefers working the skate park.}

_{Derek has been arrested three times thus far in his life: once for drug possession, once for trespassing on government property, and another for assaulting an officer. All cases were dropped in a week’s span due to false evidence or lack thereof. It pays to have connections on the inside. There are crimes Derek has committed that he will never speak of to others that weren’t already involved, there are crimes Derek refuses to take part of no matter what. Morals are skewed but the older the man has gotten, the more mellow he’s become. Derek is less aggressive and angry due to working at the skate park and meeting various amounts of colorful people. He’s reigned in his issues and has better control, though that doesn’t mean he won’t still bite when need be.}