theluckybeta (theluckybeta) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-07-04 12:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | allison argent, isaac lahey, scott mccall, stiles stilinski |
Who: Isaac, Scott, Allison, Stiles
What: Tracking the trouble
When: Last night
Where: the warehouse in question
Warnings: Gore
Ditching Cora hadn't been the highlight of Isaac's night. He didn't want to leave her side...he just couldn't risk Derek catching him sneaking his sister out into a potentially dangerous situation. Even if he knew she could take care of herself and then some. Speaking of Derek...he had a twinge of uncertainty that he was leaving without contacting his alpha...but he was with Scott. Something about following Scott was good enough for him. Plus he was still a little sore over the way Derek had shoo'd him from his first meeting with Cora and he'd been avoiding the older wolf since.
He was walking back towards the front gate after feigning a return to his room to 'sleep'. Neither he or Scott knew what they were going to find in this place other than bodies. Something about the mystery of it all was getting under his skin. And why, of all people, was Lydia the one at the head of all of this? In Isaac's eyes she was by far the least competent of all the survivors from Beacon Hills and the worst attitude for a complete package of no.
When he arrived at the gate Scott was already there waiting after signing them out. He walked right up to the other and nodded in greeting "Alright. Let's do this." He wondered how much Scott knew about this situation...it seemed like Scott was always more involved than the other betas. At one point Isaac had resented it and Scott in general, but now as he got closer to him he realized that it wasn't so bad. For all the secrets Derek kept from them and all the times he strung them along, Scott would clear them up. He was honest, and Isaac could trust him.