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[unfettered]

[Have a bombshell-blonde teen werewolf, Keeliai. She's dressed in the same outfit she wore to a rave and leaning both elbows on the console as she stares straight into the camera.

While she doesn't start by naming Isaac, Scott, and Stiles specifically, it likely obvious to them that her first statement is aimed in their direction.]

Boys, I know you're busy with your baking or whatever you're up to [what's up with that by the way?] but I'm here now so why don't you come out, come out, wherever you are?

[Ending with a sing-song voice, she addresses anyone else who might be paying attention to her feed.]

To the rest of you, that's one hell of a song and dance they do for you back at the palace, isn't it? Too bad it's probably full of lies or something.

[Her smile fades as she makes a face and gives a deliberate, dramatic sigh.]

So, anyone want to help a girl out and give me the 101 on place? Because this network doesn't have Google or WikiLeaks.

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[chiot]

'Course, madame, 'cause they ain't pay attention like I do.

[unfettered]

I'll think about it then. Maybe when I have a job we'll talk.

[SORRY she can hunt down information herself for a bit if need be but she's not paying you for it, kid.]

[chiot]

You gettin' a job? Good luck, madame! [ Said with the tone of who the hell actually does that stuff? ]

[unfettered]

Thanks. Good luck finding people to buy your information, kid.

[She waves a bit, intending to sign off.]