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[infame]

I'll make this quick. The horses and I, here at Caer Scima - we're not working out. I know that one of you out there must be skilled in making ... transportation.

[He pauses. Rolls his eyes a little. ]

My previous suggestion for a bike was mocked mercilessly by my nephew. Seeing that he's vanished, there's no better opportunity to reach out for one. I'm willing to negotiate a price. Within reason.

[Another pause - this time, his locket shakes a little as he reaches for something out of sight there's a grainy view of his chest for a long moment before he settles back down, a cup of something frothy in his hands. ]

Also, as a matter of curiosity, just how wide is the World Wide Web at the Station? Have they evolved into social media?

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[brainiest]

Where would you want to go?

[overdraws]

'Vanish'? Is that what they're calling it now?

[ SHE KNOWS ALL ABOUT YOU AND YOUR HISTORY BUDDY ]

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[teenyoda]

[Hi, Peter. He still hates you.]

Could be because horses are pretty good at detecting pure evil. Maybe it's a sign that you should just, you know, stay. Like a good dog. Oh, wait, sorry, I used the word 'good'. I bet you don't know what that means. Hold on, maybe I have a dictionary around here so I can give you the definition.

[amplified]

And where, exactly, are you planning to go on this bike? Do you really think it can handle the forest terrain?

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[infame]

Anywhere. The Station is my final destination.

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[infame]

[EYES PRACTICALLY ROLLING OUT OF HIS HEAD. ]

You really ought to get some new material.

[infame]

I'm shocked and offended at that implication. He didn't even visit me once.

[So rude. ]

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[teenyoda]

You really ought to just... go away. There's a whole bunch of trees for you to wander and get lost in. Maybe you should try that. I bet you the trolls aren't really all that bad. Maybe you can find a bff.

[overdraws]

You loitered in his loft back home, I don't see how that would stop you now.

[infame]

[Ah, yes. Good. Still here. Excellent.

Brightly: ]

Mountain bikes are built for this terrain. And a trip, Lydia. A vacation, if you will. To civilized lands with WiFi.

[infame]

I didn't loiter. I visited. That's what family does. Besides, he never complained.

[overdraws]

[ bullshit derek complains about everything ]

Probably because you wouldn't let him.

[amplified]

Two weeks worth of this terrain? Please.

( Oh. Well, that's nice to know. ) Ah, so you're going to the Station. ( Note to self: do not go for at least ... until he leaves. )

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[infame]

Maybe one of my new troll bffs will do me the incredible favor of sewing your mouth shut.

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[teenyoda]

I don't think they have the fine motor skills for that. But I'm sure you could convince them to smash your face in. Repeatedly. Just open your mouth and start talking.

[infame]

[peter misses it. ]

Please. He has an obligation to put up with me with minimal complaint.

[erythristic]

Unfortunately I can't assist in the search for a bicycle, but I must ask you--what is this "World Wide Web"?

[infame]

Eventually. I'm taking in the sights first.

[So rude, Lydia. ]

[overdraws]

I really don't think he does.

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[infame]

[A very sympathetic look crosses his face. There's literally not an inch of sincerity to it. ]

Good grief, Stiles. This is beyond sad - this is the best you have without Scott?

[amplified]

Feel free to get lost permanently in the wilderness on your way, mmkay?

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[teenyoda]

You're sad.

[Shut up, Peter. With your stupid face and your... face. Stiles was busy with things. Things that had to do with magic. Jerk.]

Sorry if I'm too busy doing actually productive things to come up with properly cutting barbs to toss at you. Some of us aren't lazy housewolves that sit around licking ourselves all day.

[infame]

You're kidding. The internet?

[infame]

Of course he does. I'm his uncle.

[infame]

Getting lost in the woods is more your thing, isn't it?