VIDEO. OPEN TO SEELIE & UNSEELIE

[infame]

[It's with great, great smugness that Peter opens his locket. He smiles, quite serenely; this is an open invitation, not to both courts, but to those who know him specifically. He smiles with all his teeth - is reclining quite comfortably in his room. He's packed a bag, intending to leave in the next few days, but no one need know that. ]

Good evening - I've come into quite a bit of luck, recently. Good news should be shared, as my older sister would say.

[There's a mischievous edge to his entire face. For a moment, he pauses. ]

I had known that our monarchs were generous, but I hadn't quite believed it until I experienced it first hand.

[At this, his eyes change. They glow red, his teeth just shy of fangs. He's positively brimming with elation. Hardly had to lift a finger. Hardly had to scheme at all and he's gotten what he wanted. Not a single drop of blood shed; he's sure Derek and Talia would both be so proud. ]

The eyes do come with a few draw backs, but none that I can't fix.

[It feels so good to be back in action. ] Anyway, I really ought to go. Consider this my Unseelie propaganda duty.

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Better question: would I trust you, even if you did mean it?

[infame]

Oh, absolutely not. We've already established your intelligence, Lydia. But you can trust that I would help you, if you asked.

[A beat. ]

At the moment, specifically you. Any vested liking I had for Stilinski has been slowly dwindling out the window.

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I had to trade information with you the last time you said you could help. You would only help me if I helped you, too. I don't need to owe you anything, and I'm not sure I'm willing to risk having you call on me for a favor, whatever horrible thing it may be, just so I might learn a little bit more about this ability.

( she purses her lips, then narrows her eyes and gives a satisfied little smirk. PROUD OF U STILES. )

Well, he did turn you into a stuffed animal.

[infame]

You think so little of me. Do you really think I'd ask you to do something untoward? All I've ever wanted from you, Lydia, is information.

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Did you forget that you also used me as your little Resurrection Barbie?

[infame]

[lydia]

And I am sorry.

[sorry he got caught. ]

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Apologies may, in some cases, inspire forgiveness. They do not necessarily beget trust. ( fuck u )