[ooc: Angie told me school starts tomorrow and maybe she was joking BUT NOW IT'S HAPPENING]

Ari and I are going to school tomorrow, so if you're looking for us during the day, that's why we're gone.

[She figures if she just announces it and then leaves no one can object. That's probably how that works]

[Backdated to the dead of night... or whenever everyone stopped crying over Malcolm. Right now he means group minus Cordy because he knows she has more baggage than them and can't leave no matter what they decide.]
We should stay together. Here or at Lydia's place... wherever we end up, we should do it together. We can forget everything from yesterday, we said things we don't mean. If we stay, we have weapons to fight. If we leave, we'll still have each other. But we should stay together. We're better together.

[Ari]
I'm not leaving you.

[private to Cordelia Chase]

I understand you own the Hyperion. I was wondering if you have any rooms available. I'm at Watchtower right now, but...it's not a good fit anymore. If you need any references, Scott McCall can provide them. He's a tenant there, friends with a Lydia and Dahlia Martin?

[public video]

I'm leaving Watchtower. If anyone needs me, I'll be at the Hyperion Hotel.

And I'll be real clear about exactly one thing: say what you will about the pack violence? There are people who live at the Hyperion who don't even leave the building if they can help it because they're in fear for their safety. Think about that the next time you start defending turf wars and the gentle nature of werewolves.

A lot of people have been telling me they're on my team. That I'm wrong to be so vigilant, to follow a Code that's stood the test of time for four hundred years. Some of them are dead wrong...but there's some truth to the rest.

Make no mistake, I hold to my Code: we hunt those who hunt us. To anyone else who follows it? As of right now, that code no longer applies to werewolves alone. The people at the Hyperion, humans with no stake in these pack conflicts? They deserve to be able to leave the place they call home without being afraid of getting themselves killed.

I intend to make that happen...so if anyone has a problem with that, or poses a threat to the people at the Hyperion?

You will be answering to me. Pack or no pack, werewolf or human: if you're a danger to the innocent people in this city that just want to live normal lives? I will end you, and enjoy it.

Dinner tonight, my place. You're all coming.

[Lydia]
Does other-me's guy know her intentions?

[Cain]
Chaperoning a double date where one of said daters is a younger version of myself is officially one of the weirdest things that has come of living in this city.

Hey, for everyone who was at the party last night, one of you left your tablet in my dorm room.

Hi.

[Spam for Ghost!Allison]
[She's wandering Watchtower early in the morning and made her way to the pool and sat at the edge of the water.] Allison? Can you hear me? [As long as she hasn't strained herself too much trying to talk to the others, Allison should be able to hear her, even if she's not at Watchtower. And she'll be able to find her, too.]

[Lydia]
[~fieldsmedal; after her talk with Allison.]
Hi, sissy. [She smiles a little.] I talked to Allison for you.

[Melissa & Mr. Stilinski]
[~melissamcsingle]
Is everything okay? [She means at the station and with Scott. Interpret how you wish, adultpeople.]

[Spam for ~runswithwolves]
[Around noon, she wanders down the hall to Stiles' room and knocks three times. She's pretty sure he's home and not doing a rota at the station and she wanted to make sure he was okay. A lot has happened in the last few days, including threats on his dad and a confusing crash of everything he thought he knew about his best friend.

She knows Scott didn't mean it. He wasn't lying about thinking it wasn't real. Even over the network, she could feel how...off he was. She made a note to visit him soon.]

Didn't I tell you? What did I say about those fucking werewolves?

ETA; Sara
Hey, are you okay?

[Around the time of this.]

[She hadn't gone into a fugue state in awhile, so when finds herself in an apartment that is definitely not her own, she's confused at first. She blinks hard as she slowly comes back to the reality of the world. She wanders from the living room through the apartment, to the bedroom.

And there it is. What she was supposed to find. She sees her, not just her body, but her spirit, too. She always sees the spirits. She isn't speaking to Dahlia, though. She wonders if she knows she's dead.

Dahlia tilts her head, her voice is light and airy.] You have to go now. You're not meant to be here anymore.

[She finds her tablet in her hoodie pocket. She connects to the network and filters against murderers (evil/premeditated, not self-defense/greater good).]

I found something. [Anyone who knows her, and what she is, should know what that reall means.]

[It's late. Almost 2am, so she's sure he won't see it until morning, but that's okay.]

Can we hang out later? [Truth was, she liked having friends, it had been a long time since she'd had them. And more than that, she liked having friends that she didn't live with. She knew she was very nearly if not already easily classified as a recluse. Going somewhere, anywhere else, for a few hours would probably do her some good.]

Does anyone here play lacrosse?

[Dad]
One of Mom's friends invited me to dinner.

[Teresa]
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Fuck it

[Teres


[18+]
Did anyone else go through a time warp when they came here?

[Tony]
Can you take me around today. I want to see everything.

Aww, my sissy got married! It was so pretty. And I have a new brother now! [She's just grinning.]

Hey. Remember Kai? I was wondering if I could see what he looks like in the security cameras so I can avoid him. [Nailed it]