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bemyownanchor (bemyownanchor) wrote in rooms,

"Good to meet you, Kira, uhhh again." Scott in general was awkward around people, even if he liked people as a general rule. He was friendly and extroverted, just a little nervous and easy to trip up when he started rambling. It was funny, seeing someone else having the same kind of babble, he ordinarily only saw him and Stiles act like that. He smiled wide and shut the door behind her. "Hey sit or ... I can ge you something to drink?" What did his mom do with guests? Make them feel welcome, right.

His eyebrows furrowed as he listened to her. "Yeah there's like other worlds and stuff, so I guess alternate realities or time travel, not really that surprising. I guess there's a zombie door. And also one that's in the 1920s?" They were going to ramble at each other equally. Two people who had trouble getting to the point in the same room, this could take awhile. Except he was going to try and focus, yup. Important things.

"Hey this is good news? Because we aren't usually ahead of all the crazy stuff that happens to us." They just tried to survive whatever was thrown at them. This was a much better option. Scott shut right up so he could listen to her. He nodded when she explained who all of them were, although Lydia's Banshee status was brand new to them. He hoped she learned more about that soon because it seemed like it could be helpful.

"Oh wow." His eyes widened. "So a were ... fox. Only with more super powers. That's so cool." He was impressed, because his powers were alright, but they weren't thunder electricity cool. "You were ... born that way? Or did someone bite you?"