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Sore wa... nanda?

Did anyone else hear that?
Was it just me?

[Some 2-3 hours after Lydia's post. Around the same time as Jackson's call for help.]

[Individually sent text to everyone who tried to contact him in the last couple hours.]

Hey, sorry. Missed your text

[Friday afternoon, after school has let out for the day, emergency personnel respond to a multi-vehicle accident less than a quarter mile from Beacon Hills High School. Eyewitnesses on the scene state that it was a Porsche driven by Jackson Whittemore, 18, that caused the accident, slamming into the back of a vehicle stopped for a red light, causing a chain-reaction that affected three vehicles in total. Ambulances were on scene to take Whittemore and two other individuals to the local hospital. Police are currently investigating the cause of the accident, and more details are expected to emerge as the day progresses.]

[Locked to those in the Teen Wolf door]

[After this.]

[Hastily typed.]

Someone wantto come help me explain why the injuries i came in with are healing? anyone?

Who: Thor and Snow
What: Thor comes to help Snow with a little problem.
Where: Fairy Tales door
When: Way backdated. After this
Warnings/Rating: Snow has fun. Shh, don't tell anyone.

( The soft lift of her lips hadn't left her yet, and amusement still shown in her eyes despite her attempts to take on a more serious expression. )

[Locked to Eddie N]

I've read it. Is there anything you want to tell me that isn't in here?

[Locked to Ashleigh D]

Have you ever heard of a pony world?

[Locked to Pinkie Pie and Twilight Sparkle]

So do you both come from the same world?

Who: Jackson & Lydia
What: Picking Jackson up from the hospital
Where: Beacon Hills Hospital
When: Now
Warnings/Rating: Jackson being an ass
Status: Completed!

[For some reason, Jackson had been expecting it to be more difficult to check himself out. The bandage wound around his head, still stained with his blood, hid the fact that the wounds were almost healed. Even if he felt a bit woozy from the impact, even if his muscles still ached, he was fine. So he checked himself out and got out of there as quickly as he could, and he was still shrugging on his button down over his under shirt when he stepped off the elevator to the lobby. Like hell he was gonna let Lydia see him laying in a damned hospital bed. It had been over six months since they had seen one another, and he wasn't going to fuck it up yet again.

The tendons in his neck stood out as he leaned against a pillar to wait, arms folded over his chest, his presence garnering more than a few looks given the blood his shirts were covered in. He'd change later. At home.]

Who: Wren and Luke
What: Discussing Luke's little problem (1/2)
Where: A church in Marvel
When: Before the aliens
Warnings/Rating: Some foreplay stuff

( The more Luke thought, the more he paced. Back and forth, reminiscent of a caged animal desperate to break free. )