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[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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[traitorously]

We know...pretty much nothing. I know its name, but I can't tell you what it is. Not unless we're in the palace, which I guess is protected. Oh, I guess it lives in that Death realm I was telling you about earlier? And we've been calling it Mally for lack of a better term. Which kind of helps, actually. You know, fear of the name only increases fear of the thing itself. [She sure just Harry Potter'd at you, not that she expects Erica to catch that. Judging by appearances? Absolutely]

[unfettered]

Right, okay. Diminutive names are the way to go, not the real name.

[She's read the books. Seen the movies. She gets what Catty is talking about.]

So what's your story then? Where are you from?

[traitorously]

Basically. Someone already used the real name, and it showed up on the network all creepily. If you go back, you'll pobably be able to see it.

[Oh, that's almost halfway friendly. It gets another smile from Catty] I'm from LA! Uh, California, United States, Earth. Not everyone's from the same place, or even the same version of the same place. Inter-dimensional travel isn't exactly a new thing for me, but this is definitely the first time I've been on the back of a giant turtle.

[unfettered]

[Have a raised eyebrow, because wow.]

Beacon Hills, California here, but I can't say trips between dimensions is something they offer at the travel agencies or anything. How'd you do it?

[traitorously]

Beacon Hills? Do you know Isaac? [She looks a little sheepish here] It wasn't exactly voluntary the first time, either.

[unfettered]

You'll have to tell me about it sometime, but yeah, I know Isaac.

[And Erica actually gives a genuine smile saying his name. He's her friend, after all. Packmate. Someone she clicks with which is a lot for Erica, considering how things were pre-Bite.]

Scott and Stiles who are here too. You know them?

[traitorously]

[Catty knows that kind of smile, can understand it. Even if she doesn't know about the whole pack thing] Um, not personally. I mean, Isaac mentioned that they want to sleep together, but other than that, I don't really know them.

[Her own smile, tugging at her lips, sort of says that she totally knows her words can be read less than innocently.]

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[Erica snorts.]

Yeah I heard about that too.

[And she knows how innocent it is. Or at least, she has no reason to assume it isn't innocent.]

They're alright. Harmless for the most part.

[Which is the simple way of avoiding explanations of how she had a crush on Stiles for forever, hit on Scott, told his girlfriend she wanted to steal Scott from her, etc. etc. etc.]