second scream ♚ voice ♚ seelie only.

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Allison?

( Lydia seems... panicked. Bothered. When she fell asleep, she dreamed a lot of things. Remembered a lot of things. Things that, pieced together with how everyone acted around her when she told them what she knew of home, pieced together with how Allison acted around her and how Derek seemed surprised that she wasn't surprised to see Allison, make too much sense to have just been a dream. The time seems to actually have passed for her, at home, living out her life. Losing her best friend. Losing the boy she was sort-of dating. Opening herself up more, learning more about her abilities... She feels the changes here, too. Pieces together with how nobody would tell her what really happened. And now she understands why. She knows. She knows everything. And while she'd started to try to move on and swallow her grief down in Beacon Hills, Allison is here. Alive. And every single wound is reopened. She feels vulnerable, and hurt, and angry, all at the same time. )

I - remember everything. All of it. I fell asleep... I woke up, god knows how much later - seriously, how long was I out? But I woke up, and my memories were different... It was like I lived it all. Every last second. ( She goes quiet for a moment, because she's swallowing down her emotions. It's fresh here. Really, really, very suddenly fresh. )

How did that even happen? What kind of magic are they working with, that they can just send someone to sleep and alter their memories? Because that's seriously powerful, in a way that makes me wonder how much they actually need our help. ( She's going to channel all of her sudden emotional torrent into researching all of this. Because she's not so sure she can handle this ever being a regular thing, and there's no way of knowing whether or not it will be. )

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PRIVATE - Video

[teenyoda]

Lydia?

...

[Shit. He'd been hoping she would stay in blissful ignorance and not know about what happened. And then he felt that wash of guilt all over again. Hell, he was probably the last person she wanted to see right now. But he had to make sure she was okay.]

Are you... I thought you'd left. You've been gone a while.

[She'd been gone through the little excursion that had garnered him new scars and a few new nightmares.]

PRIVATE FOREVER.

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Stiles. ( It's barely a breath, relieved that he's still here. Still in one piece. Not a Nogitsune. Back to himself. ) -- How long? I don't think I ever actually left. Just took a little... ( Nap isn't the right word. ) Coma. But I'm here. I'm okay. ( Ish. )

Did you know?

[teenyoda]

Did I know what?

[He could play the game. He could pretend he didn't know anything. He'd been doing it since they first got here and he could continue if it would keep people from unneeded stress and pain.]

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That Allison is dead. ( :| Don't fuck with her, her best friend is gone, she mad. )

[teenyoda]

Oh. Right. Yeah...

[He sighed, and scratched at the back of his head.]

Yeah, I knew. Derek knows too. And, ah, Allison.

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What? ( She was going to scold him for not telling her. But three of them knew? Three! And they didn't tell her! ) What about Isaac? Stiles, why didn't you tell me?

[teenyoda]

No, Isaac doesn't know, and hey, don't get mad at me. What did you want me to do, dump the information on you on top of getting pulled in here in the first place? And for the record, Allison doesn't want anyone knowing either. That included you and Isaac. And I think she has more call on this than anyone. I'm sorry, Lydia, but...

[His hand lifted, then fell.]

What do you want me to do?

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I could tell something was off, Stiles. The way everyone seemed so surprised that I wasn't totally freaked out to see Allison... I knew there was something wrong. I just didn't know what. ( She's not going to chastise him too much, but... Well. She's in pain. And for a moment, her eyes well up and get red, and her voice gets thick. ) Don't hide things from me anymore.

[teenyoda]

I can't... I can't promise anything, Lyds.

[Not if it was anything like that. He'd been put in a bit of a sticky situation; tell the former love of his life or respect the wishes of the dead ex-love of his best friend's life. Decency didn't really fit in, there.]

voice;

[skennen]

[Connor's not quite sure what any of this is about, and tired as he is, he wants very much to think it's none of his business. But damn if those last few spoken lines don't nag at him.

First thing's first, though:]

Are you all right?

voice;

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Oh, I've been much better... But I'll be fine. ( May or may not be embellished. )

voice;

[skennen]

[He's inclined to take her words at face value, even though he's not fully convinced. With some hesitance, he goes on.]

You said you fell asleep and when you awoke, you could remember new things. Are you certain you did not dream those things?

voice;

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No, I'm sure... I'm sure I didn't. My friends, the ones here... They remember the same things happening to them before they came here. They told me.

voice;

[skennen]

[Huh.]

... Is it possible you suffered a head injury and are only just now regaining lost memories?

[He's trying hard to find a rational explanation for this. Anything to avoid having to consider the possibility that their captors are really that powerful. Their ability to kidnap people from all different lands and times is bad enough.]

voice;

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No. ( She seems incredulous, and a little offended. It could always be blamed on one of her fugue states, but.. No. This was too real. ) No, it's not possible.

voice;

[skennen]

[He's vaguely aware that was rude of him, but he's not of a mind to apologize at the moment. Too busy trying to piece together other feasible answers as to why someone might think their memories had been altered.

Much to his dismay, no other ideas come to him.]

The power to change memories... to change all a man knows to be true. But why? Why would they do that to you? What reason could they possibly have to do that to anyone?

voice;

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( Lydia just... Is silent for a moment. Yes, it's a terrifying amount of power. Yes, it's a lot to take in and think about. No... She's not going to stop living her life here, to the best of her ability, until she's able to get home. )

I don't know that it was them at all, or that they did it on purpose. It's not the first time I've had incredibly realistic, if morbid, dreams. Things that turned out to be true.

voice;

[vazyol]

[ she recognizes the voice. lydia martin, the girl with the attitude of a queen (in the best way). unfortunately, she recognizes the panic, too. calmly. ] Do not fear, Lydia. All who would harm you here would turn to ash before their intentions came to pass. [ that's comforting, right? ]

How do you know it was more than mere tricks? Magic is capable of such things.

[ and she sure knows it. #houseoftheundying. ]

voice;

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Thanks, Dany. ( I imagine this conversation going a lot like Janis and Cady's in Mean Girls. 'It's Daenerys'... 'Yeah, I'm gonna call you Dany.' ... Yep... She breaths a sigh of relief, almost chuckled, because this is nothing anyone can protect her from, dragons or not. )

I don't think tricks could pull something like this off. Besides, the memories I've had put in place have been confirmed.

voice;

[vazyol]

[ That's probably exactly how it went. Honestly, Daenerys doesn't mind it. She is not Lydia's queen, after all. ]

Then you have my condolences -- and anything else of mine that you require.

voice;

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You know, I wouldn't mind someone to go on a walk with. ( That's really all she can think of. Company. Decent company. ) I'm not sure if you'd be able to offer advice, or anything... But I could handle talking about it. Seeing if you have an opinion on the whole thing.

voice;

[vazyol]

It would be an honor to counsel you, Lydia. Shall we wander in the courtyard -- or should you like to leave the castle's bounds? There are great meadows outwith, and none shall harm us in the presence of my children.

[ talk shit, uh, get burned. ]

voice;

[amplified]

I think I'd like to go outside of the castle, actually. It seems particularly confining right now. ( oh my god can she play with drogon ) - You know, I have yet to meet them.

voice;

[vazyol]

Then I shall wait for you in the courtyard. [ so they can walk together. ]

You'll like them. [ a beat. ] Or, perhaps, they'll like you. They appreciate the strong.

[ and the people with Targ blood, obviously. ]

voice;

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I'll see you in a little bit.

( She laughs. ) I'm sure we'll get along fine. Are they gentle unless you tell them not to be?