eachdraidh | fifth scream ♚ video ♚ both courts ♚ (backdated to pre-demon dogs)

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fifth scream ♚ video ♚ both courts ♚ (backdated to pre-demon dogs)

( there is a level of quiet calculation to the way lydia addresses the locketed network. she wears not nearly as much makeup. her hair isn't kept in ringlets or curls, nothing fancy, but a simple bun. she seems... slightly detached, from everything, though she's not necessarily detached in an unpleasant way. she's just.. well. she's older. and she holds herself high and with a much more adult strength than previously. )

I slept again. I dreamed of home. Or maybe I lived it, while my body was trapped here. Either way. ( her lips form a thin line, something like a smile but not quite. and there is a certain measure of manipulation glinting just behind her eyes. )

For those of you who know Peter Hale, you should be made aware that anything he tells you about his strength of character is very likely a lie. He is a murderer, and he's the absolute best at the manipulation game. He doesn't care about anyone but himself, and it's very likely that he's using anyone he's pretended to befriend for personal gain. Just when you think you might be able to trust you again, he'll probably try to kill your best friends.

( dear peter hale,

you tried to kill scott to be the alpha again, and she hates you! :D )

Just a public service announcement.

PRIVATE TO STILES.

Am I all caught up with you now? What did I miss?

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What is it, exactly, that you want me to say, Lydia?

[There's a lilt in his voice; genuine curiosity. There are things he regrets, though they are few and far between. He rarely feels remorse anymore. Especially not about Scott McCall. ]

I'm not a honorable person, Lydia. We both know that. I don't like Scott. I didn't like being a beta. There are two ways to gain power, in Beacon Hills and only one will ever be available to me. I won't apologize for trying to take it.

The consequences you suffer are far worse than any punishment someone could inflict on you here, Peter. But be warned that the actions you attempt don't go without equal and opposing reactions. The shardholders and native members of this world alike deserve to know what they're dealing with. ( she doesn't actually know what she wants him to say. mostly she wants him to be scared into hiding. which is a totally hilarious concept right because why would he do that ha ha ha teenagers think so many things that aren't possible... :c )

You should just be better here. And maybe you can, because you don't have any reason to go on a vengeful killing-your-own-niece spree, or trying-to-kill-teenagers spree. But that doesn't mean the people here don't deserve to be warned away from you.

Slightly contradictory there, don't you think?

[A beat. ]

I've been better. I've been distinctively quiet, Lydia.

If the punishment fits the crime, Peter.

( and it does. it sooooo very much does. )

Not quiet enough to not have a plan sleeping in the back of your mind, waiting to hatch. So, tell me the truth. Have you just been waiting, biding your time, to kill Scott? Drawing us in, getting close to us, making us think you're our ally - then, after everything, a false sense of security... You move in? Tell me the truth.

You've met other werewolves, Lydia. Scott is the exception to the rule. This is what we do. Even Derek is weak to power.

[It's as close to an admittance as he's willing to give. ]

All of us want to rise to Alpha. Scott has always been an obstacle, but I've always been your ally.

[It's not exactly true, but it's not exactly a lie. In a twisted way, Lydia and the others have been the closest he's had to a pack since he was surrounded by his nieces and nephews. ]

It's complicated. But you know that already, Lydia. Just like you know I will always help you.

For a price.

Maybe he is. But not nearly as crazed about it as you are. You have a problem.

( you are a sociopathic megalomaniac and it lands you in eichen house!!! love always, lydia martin. )

Scott is not an obstacle! He's a person. He's my friend. And if you were truly an ally, you wouldn't want to kill him just to have red eyes and a year-round No Shave November!

( she remembers your gross furry bullshit. it is unfortunate that his loyalty is only to number one instead of actually being loyal to them. )

The price part is the problem. You don't really offer to help unless you also happen to need something.

I'm an opportunist.

[You have a problem. Maybe he does. Dear doctor, I think I'm addicted to power??? He stares at her, long and hard and then rolls his eyes very maturely. ]

Fine. I'll be honest with you, Lydia. I don't like Scott. I could have, maybe, had he not been such a -- a direct pain in my neck. But he's so wholesome, I suppose it was always inevitable. I don't like him. I would love to plead indifference on him, I really would. But he has everything I want and it is beyond grotesque. Seventeen years old and more naive than a puppy on Christmas day. What part of that is fair?

If you use the loosest definition of the word. ( flat tone is so very flat. )

It's fair because Scott's a decent person who actually deserves that kind of power. People like you don't. They never do, because they just abuse it.

Of course. I've been abusing it so much, since I was gifted it here.

[He gives her a look; it's slightly disappointed, as though he expected better from her. (He does.)]

You know it's not as black and white as that, Lydia.

That, I don't know. I just know people deserve to be forewarned of the possibility. Which is what I'm trying to do here.

( actually peter it is EXACTLY tHAT -- okay maybe not. )

You're half-right. It wasn't. Not up until recently.

It still isn't. You know better than that, Lydia.

[Gently: ]

I have no grudges here. No one is at risk.

[well except celegorm, but he dead. ]

Yet. But be honest with yourself, Peter. How long do you think that's going to last?

[Dryly:]

Should I be paying you by the hour for this impromptu therapy session?

( for a moment her guard drops and she actually chuckles - the genuine kind of chuckling, actually - then she realizes her mistake and smugly smirks at him. )

I think so. Send a messenger pigeon with money.

A silver coin for every hour. Got it.

[A beat. ]

There's something you should know, in the spirit of full disclosure going on here.

Two. Make it two.

( eyebrow raise. )

And what's that?

I can shift, again. Not the sad excuse for a shift Scott and Derek can both do. I mean my previous shift, it's like that. But ... better.

( lydia looks... mildly horrified. ) ... What? What do you mean better?

[a vague smile. ]

It's not really something you can explain in explicit detail.

( her eyes shift rapidly back and forth across his face, like she's trying to figure out what the secret is, why he seems so ... disturbingly pleased. ) I hope it's something along the lines of actual self control.

Well that too.

[He flashes a hint of teeth; the barest tease of a grin. ]

Have you seen a direwolf, Lydia?

( ... it looks

like

a big

... wolf.

the realization doesn't take long to dawn on her, and she's just... how could the fairies allow this to happen? )

Only in books. They've been extinct for a long time.