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Uh, right, you've reached Scott. I can't pick up right now but you can go ahead and leave a message. Talk to you later.

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video » TAKING YOUR INBOX VIRGINITY WITH DRAMA

[driven]

[ so this is going to come right in the middle of the hellhound drama, post-lydia bansheeing on everyone but pre-erica death, and allison is trying to play leader and it's really not working.

mostly because a certain werewolf is MIA and it's kind of making her freak out. scott could hold his own against one of these things, probably, but that doesn't help her anxiety. ]

Where are you? [ she wants all her friends locked up inside this goofer dust circle right now and scott is not helping this plan by being a hero. ]

video » o-oh this is my first time

[exercise]

Can't talk right now.

[ Is the first response she gets, howling heard somewhere in the background as Scott hangs up. Sorry girl, he'll get back to you just as soon as he takes care of this little guy.

He ends up calling her around fifteen minutes later, voice exasperated and tired, breath heavy in his lungs. He's exhausted - hasn't slept this entire time - but the drive to protect and defend is a large part of his personality, so it's met with idle interest. Scott manages his way into a room on the first floor, lining the frame with a row of salt, before actually adjusting his gaze to Allison.

He looks a little beat up. ]

Okay - uh, what's up? [ Add a bit of panic -- ] You're all right, right?

text; 1/?

[perceptum]

If she has a question does he promise not to laugh?

2/?

[perceptum]

It's not important, don't panic.

3/4

[perceptum]

It's just

4/4

[perceptum]

...Guys.

text;

[hypercompetent]

lydia found another dead body
i'm with her now and the room we're in's sealed with salt
both of us are mostly fine


where are you?

text;

[exercise]

i heard her scream
it was a little freaky
anyway go find allison and keep her locked up in the room with you
even if she fights you okay? just do it

i'm making rounds but i'll come check up on you guys in a bit
do you need anything?

text » early in the event

[driven]

they're killing people

[ guess who just got her taste of the network in this weird japanese school place. guess. ]

I'm going out to see if I can stop them
I don't know if you want to come or what
but I'm going

[ it's a step scott she's actually telling you before she runs off on her own, aren't you proud. c: ]

text »

[exercise]

stay where you are
i'll come find you, ok?

[ It definitely is a step and Scott is appreciative - taking his own step forward by not trying to stop her. He gets that there's no point, that they'll just fight, but all he wants to do is keep her safe especially when psycho murderers are on the loose. He sends the message and he's already out the door, but he quickly fires off another one soon after. ]

should round up everyone
i'll find isaac and stiles
do you know where lydia is?

[ ... ANOTHER pause and another text message. ]

oh i'll grab derek too
you get isaac then

(this is so not game related at all oops)

[hypercompetent]

you were right

WOW cute

[exercise]

um
duh
>:{)}

who's the best friend in the entire world?
let me hear it
(hint: the answer is scott mccall if you didn't know)

Before the Event of doom in eway

[algidity]

Seeing as youve stashed one of my favorite shirts under your pillow
im taking one of yours

deal with it.

[exercise]

what
what shirt
stiles put it there
i'm innocent

but yeah that's fine
don't take the green one

1/4 I would apologize but I'm not sorry

[algidity]

You wanna hot body?

2/4 Still not sorry

[algidity]

You wanna Bugatti? (wtf even is that is that a car)

[triskeles]

Why is Isaac asking me if Britney Spears is a werewolf.

1/2

[exercise]

idk he's a really big britney fan though i think
he has a bunch of her music and sings really loudly when he thinks no one can hear ( we can )
and i found a sequined bra under the bed the other day
which was definitely not mine

maybe he wants like a wolf idol??

text » backdated a couple of days.

[driven]

hey scott?
can I ask you for a huge favor?

text »

[exercise]

sure, anything!
what's up?

text.

[hypercompetent]

lydia's gone, dude.

text.

[exercise]

gaming room, ten minutes?

[ he typed out a few messages of sympathy and things like that - really, over text isn't the place to have this conversation, though. ]

Text

[hypercompetent]

I think your boyfriend is trying to hit on me

Text 1/idk man idk

[exercise]

[hypercompetent]

why is derek looking at me like i have a second head
is this one of your faults

[exercise]

i didn't do anything
well i did a little something but i was subtle
and i didn't tell isaac anything!!

text »

[resent]

I owe you a punch. Maybe two if you've done something to make Stiles act weirder than usual.

[ stiles is confusing the shit out of her, true alpha! ]

text »

[exercise]

your brother wants to bone my best friend pass it on

day 4 of the zombie event.

[hypercompetent]

i know death works really weird in this place
i know just because i freakin WATCHED THAT doesnt mean that youre dead
i know it means youre gonna come back when this bullshit is over

but fuck scott i cant do this without you
isaac lost his arm
after... after
god i pissed him off even worse and he ran off and we lost him
and hes
just

i'm not a leader like you are
i need you back
i need you to zombie the fuck out of that as a person instead of a reanimated corpse right now
i cant be a leader
i dont know what to do without you


i dont know why i'm doing this either
its therapeutic i guess
if you see this when you get back just delete it

not here.

[exercise]

[ He doesn't delete it. ]

1/??????????? oh god it's time

[hypercompetent]

preface this doesn't go to isaac or allison or ANYONE this is strictly brocode material

[hypercompetent]

i got in an argument (sort of) with derek and he gave me this face and i DID SOMETHING REALLY STUPID

text »

[driven]

lydia's back in wonderland
I don't know if you saw her network post or not
but I'm with her now

she's from the past, scott
like, way in the past
before gerard and before jackson and before everything
she came from her birthday party when we were all poisoned with wolfsbane
she doesn't know about anything or anyone
and I
haven't told her yet
I was thinking maybe I'd just wait and give her some time to get used to wonderland first
it's a lot to take in you know?
so if you could just
not tell her yet
please

[ allison knows this isn't going to end well but jesus christ she has to try. ]

action. ewaymas.

[driven]

[ she left to get ready for bed. to undress and put on her pjays and do all the other things that she normally does before bed. and if she stalls for a moment in the bathroom, pulls her tank top up to see her stomach in the mirror, to trace over where the gashes had been just a few hours before with her fingers. trails over the seamless skin, no blemishes, not even a scar. allison's only standing in there for maybe thirty seconds, before she ends up shaking her head and rushing back out to her room, hoping scott didn't notice the pause.

when she opens the door she can only see his back, where he's laying on her bed facing the wall. she pauses again, there, to watch him. to feel that tightness in her chest at the realization of how much this has to be affecting scott. he was the one who noticed they were missing first, who had woken up to an empty room. he was the one who found her on isaac's claws and had gotten isaac to leave, who had tried to take away all her pain and had sit there when castiel had come to save her.

and who hadn't been more than a foot away from her since, except when they went to see stiles, when he had to go off and calm stiles down after he started having another panic attack. she doesn't even need to check to know how tense the muscles on his back must be, how much weight he's already carrying despite all those people being back only for, at most, a day. allison moves over to the bed and climbs in, her knee dipping the mattress behind his back just a little as her hand moves over his upper arm. tries to get him to turn towards her. ]

Hey. [ allison finishes crawling into bed next to him, pulls the comforter up to her waist and tries to guide scott into a semi-hug, pulling his head to that spot under her chin, against her chest.

physical contact was never hard with scott. even when they weren't dating, she felt herself drawn to him, pulled in his direction. now that they were somewhere else, somewhere with isaac and the two of them and everything allison wasn't sure she'd ever really be able to understand, the closeness with scott seemed like the only logical thing to do. ]

no kill me

[exercise]

[ scott is the kind of guy who always goes into something with a plan, and a couple back ups. even if he doesn't think of one until he's there, he's always got something, someway that he can help. something up his sleeve. he's crafty, and most people don't know that about him- he's not always an idiot, and he's always striving to the great good of helping the most people and hurting the least. ]

[ now, though. now he has nothing. ]

[ had nothing. nothing to do when allison was curled up on the floor, blood pouring out from all different gashes and wounds that decorated the curve of her body. nothing to do when someone he didn't even know could do a better job at healing her than he could ever hope to. no one left, if allison had gone. isaac, stiles, allison. that's it, that's all he has. ]

[ forgive him if he doesn't feel very much like himself right now. ]

[ he stares at the wall and tries to forget about his own failures- about how allison should be furious with him, because he's said that everything he does is always to protect her, but what was he doing when isaac's claws found home beneath allison's flesh? what was ever more important than her well being? ]

[ stiles. only he wasn't more important- they're the same level of special, and scott hates that he had to choose when he didn't even know he had a choice- and it was allison or stiles, what was he supposed to do? what was he supposed to do? ]

Allison. [ he's happy to nestle himself against her, ducking his head first in between her breasts and then up the pale column of her throat, arms securing themselves soundly around her waist. he'd be crying if he didn't waste all his tears earlier in the hallway- but even then, his eyes grow misty and he holds her tighter. not uncomfortably, he's careful of that. ]

Are you okay? [ but his voice is soft, and it's clear that he's obviously the one that isn't okay here- that's fine. he doesn't mind. he knows that allison's strength can be compared to the size of galaxies, and she's so much stronger than he'll ever be, and he doesn't mind being weak. he just wants to hold and be held, and be content for the last few minutes of the day. ]

[ he kisses her throat sweetly before moving to nuzzle her collar, inhaling her scent. ]

new years shhh

[triskeles]

You hopefully won't have to worry about breaking my face anytime in the near future.

waggles butt 1/2

[exercise]

[ POINTS TO EYES POINTS TO YOU ]

long as you don't do anything stupid!!

text.

[intelligently]

are you from the future?

text.

[exercise]

what the heck kinda question is that

[ sidestep like a pro ]