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Tweak says, "Oh! I said that out loud!"

lydia martin (futureimperfect) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2019-09-12 18:57:00

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inactive: lydia martin, inactive: scott mccall, inactive: stiles stilinski

WHO: Lydia, Scott, and Stiles
WHERE: The High Line & beyond (maybe)
WHEN: Thursday evening
WARNINGS: only a pair of idiots so far ;)
SPOILERS? Unlikely?

It felt nice to get out of midtown. Even though Lydia traveled to Morningside Heights several times a week, that generally didn't quite feel like an escape. And after the week they'd been having so far, an escape was definitely desired. Things seemed to be reaching a safe equilibrium, so she'd jumped at the chance to get out of the apartment and do something with Stiles and Scott.

The golden hour was just starting as she dug into the gelato she'd grabbed from a vendor, and the warm glow combined with their elevated view almost made the island feel like a gilded gift. They didn't have views like this back home, certainly. Or much in the way of art installations. Pausing in front of one, an involuntary sigh escaped, seemingly loosening every muscle in her body at once. Yea, this was definitely something she'd needed.

"There are galleries at the end of this park that have free wine and cheese on Thursday nights." Not that she needed to do more than wander through the park, but the boys might. Then again, free wine in an art gallery might not exactly be their thing either.

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sarcasticfriend
2019-10-03 12:45 am UTC (link)

Stiles snorted. "You wouldn't do that. That means killing and we all know that you don't kill. So, try again, Wolf boy."

"Pfft. I'm not going to break anything. And there will be no setting Cora on me. Plus, she wouldn't hurt me. I saved her that one time." He had started to only half-listen to the conversation, but when Scott mention sticking something in him, it got his attention back. "What? No one is sticking anything in me."

Soda sounded good, but that meant getting up again. Drink. Don't move. Drink. Don't move. He finally got up and went into the kitchen to grab a soda. He also grabbed the candy out of the bag and tossed it into the fridge. "Anyone want anything before I walk away?"

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futureimperfect
2019-10-04 11:07 pm UTC (link)

Lydia was washing the vegetables to prep them for cutting and shook her head as the boys went on about stabbing Stiles. "I'm going to have to take all of the knives, aren't I?" Not that there were a lot in the kitchen. It wouldn't be too hard. "The food fight that's not happening doesn't need to then turn into a knife-throwing thing." Maybe there was something here that could be useful as a shield. Well, besides a human body.

Moving to the counter, she started cutting, shaking her head at the offer. "I'm good for now. Is there anything else you need, Scott?"

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