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four ☂ video ☁ alright don't worry even if things end up a bit too heavy

[ When the feed comes on, Isaac is giving as close a smile as he can. He's not a grinning guy, so it's somewhere between a smirk and a genuine smile. He's also back in his own body. It's a good week. ]

Question. Is anyone sick of having to be in one place to check messages and send them? I don't know about you guys, but I miss phones. And texting. Texting made everything so easy. [ Not to mention, it kept people safe. Instantaneous danger alert, natch. ] Anybody able to come up with some sort of phone prototype? I'd ask if magic can convert a phone or something - cause there's magic here - but, mine is still in the cradle of the car I was driving. So, I want the next best thing. I'd even say some sort of weird telepathy thing could be cool but nobody should be inside my mind. And I don't care what you're all thinking.

[ Also, gross, being inside someone's mind. Switching gears. ]

Also. I feel like my circle of social interaction is limited. No offense to people from Beacon Hills, but I'm used to the small town high school atmosphere. Even being infamous was better than this. So, I'm looking for some friends. I have one really, [ A beat as he considers this ] really good friend. [ Because, what is he going to define right now? ] And I think I had a friend who I pissed off and then there's Erica but there should be more, right? That's what being a teenager is about? Friends and stuff? Since I can't go to school, I want the school experience.

Also, sports. I play lacrosse - if anybody knows what I'm talking about. And thanks to gym class, I've played everything from badminton (no) to basketball (sure, I'm tall) - anybody into organizing something? I even ran cross-country. So, finding some guys to run with. Could be cool.

[ He has all this excess energy, sue him. ]

Also - parties. Specifically, raves? Clubs? Anything like that here?

[ 30% hackable - Stiles Stilinski

We should talk. Catch up. I uh - I got something for you last week.

[ 30% hackable - Scott McCall

I know I called you a friend. You're like my best friend. I also know we've crossed into, you know, more territory. I just - don't know what you thought about me being full disclosure. I can get back on the network and shout it to the rooftops. I've just never been that guy. Or, had the chance to be. Anyway, uh, yeah. [ He blushes and looks away. ] Yeah.

[ 30% hackable - Erica Reyes

We're overdue for catch up. And I need to tell you something.

[ end hacks

[ And then, he turns the camera back onto the public feed. ]

I know why we were brought here and the name we can't say and all but, am I the only person who thinks this place doesn't suck? Discuss.

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Yeah, sounds like fun. Got a location or should I meet you at the center of the city?

[With their sectors next to each other, opposite Metal, it would make sense for them to meet somewhere midway unless he could ping the location of the place directly.]

Center of the city. If we create some massive explosion - [ We ditch. His smirk, lessens. Something genuine in those eyes. They're getting back there. Even if Erica isn't really there when he's from. She's here. Another reason why it doesn't suck. ] Fifteen? Twenty?

[Erica flashes him a smile, quick, practiced, but for Isaac it's sincere. It isn't the defensive show of teeth she has been known to hide behind with others. She gets the unspoken part of his sentence easily enough, because at least this side of Isaac she understands perfectly.]

Fifteen.

[Erica doesn't say good bye before signing off. She simply ends the feed and heads out the door. No bothering at her clothes or make-up, no fussing at her hair. For once it doesn't even occur to her to do so.]

[ He doesn't need the sign off. He has two things to do today. Catch up with Erica, fill her in - while also maintaining who he is, whoever that might be in this amalgamation of Isaac's 1, 2, and 3. He does grab a jacket however.

Surely enough, like he's promised, he mills around the center of the city, waiting patiently. Maybe they can get lunch. He told Stiles two hours. ]

[Erica shows up a moment later, and decides to greet Isaac by tapping one of his shoulders, and slipping around to the other side to see if she can get him to look the wrong way first.

It's childish, and likely won't work with his werewolf senses, but Erica's glad to see him, especially since they're going to go have some fun.]

[ He's a werewolf, Erica. But, smelling her doesn't mean he knows exactly witch way she'll lean or duck away from - so, it's a success. Wow, Erica. Ten points, you child. ]

Really? [ He half laughs and shakes his head. ] Metal?

[She will get her kicks wherever and however she can at this point, Isaac. If things keep up the way, you might even see her resort to Three Stooges level of comedy just to get a laugh.]

Yeah, let's go.

[Erica heads toward Metal, assuming Isaac will guide them both when necessary. As they walk, she shoots him curious look out of the corner of her eye.]

Been keeping busy at the bakery? How's your hot boss?

[ Please, no. Can't she just take Stiles' engine again? Or - no, he's supposed to be on good terms with Stiles. Do it and don't tell him it was you! Then they can laugh together in a corner. ]

Still angry. But not a threat. [ He shrugs that off. ] Doesn't matter. Olivia likes me. [ And that's what matters. ] What about you? Did you get a job?

[Erica chuckles. Poor Lincoln. She saw a bit of what was happening with the body-swap there but hadn't really been in the best state of mind to bother Isaac while he looked like the other man.

Glad that at least things are okay with Olivia, Erica nods and tucks her hands into her back pockets with a grin.]

Yeah I did. I'm Tony Stark's new office manager.

[Smug Erica is smug. Be jealous, Isaac.]

[ Shut the front door. ]

Tony Stark. Talked to him once. Teased him about Stiles. The virgin thing. I should probably stop bringing it up. [ A smirk. ] Damn. You landed a good one. I got FBI bakery. Maybe I should cast a wider net.

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[Is that a bit more of a swing in her step? It sure is. She'd preen a bit if it wasn't overkill.]

FBI bakery isn't bad. Maybe between the four of us we can work a different enough kinds of places to keep a better eye and ear on what's happening in this place.

[Reaching up, she pushes some hair back from her face.]

What about you? What's new?

Stiles gets the bar. You get Tony Stark. Scott has the clinic. I have a bakery. I could do better.

[ To gather information. ]

Oh uh - well, Scott and I uh - we went on a date.

[She's about to point out it's an FBI bakery until he drops that other nugget of information.

Erica can't really say she didn't see this coming. She'd smelled them on each other weeks ago. She kissed Isaac and he thought of Scott. Perhaps they'd finally realized what she and Stiles had ages ago. The smile on her face is a little forced, but it doesn't lack a certain genuine quality.]

How did it go?

Good. [ He sounds surprised. ] I didn't screw it up. [ However dates are screwed up. ] It was uh, nice. [ It was his first. ] Really nice. [ He looks down and smiles. ]

[Oh, Isaac. Erica's never seen that look on your face before, or heard you sound that way. It's a little weird for her to hear it in context of Scott but in the end, Isaac's her friend. Hell the only real friend she has at this point. He sounds happy so she just grins a bit more and nudges his side with her elbow.]

Really nice?

Really nice. [ His eyes meet hers. Is that what she wants to hear? ] It was kind of awesome.

[It's not that she wants to hear (because she doesn't want to be That Girl who is single with a tub of ice cream while hearing about all of her friends hooking up and finding awesome boyfriends/girlfriends for themselves) but well, she wants to make sure that Isaac is happy. He's the main person on this turtle she gives more than half a damn about and so she wants to be sure that "I didn't screw it up" and "nice" are just understatements.]

What did you two do? I mean, you know, where did you go?

[ He appreciates her feeling that. ]

We went to The Brazen Turtle. Stiles was not there. And we had dinner. He had this private room reserved. Which is impressive since we decided to go on a date like, ten minutes before we got there. But, it's Scott so not that surprising?

[Oh.

That's...really nice actually. Erica can appreciate that thoughtful arrangement of some privacy during what was bound to be a potentially awkward situation. First dates are hard enough and up until this point neither has gone on a date with another guy so. Dammit Scott you earn points for that.]

Must have flashed the owner those puppy dog eyes or something.

Don't know. It was ready when we got there. Like he'd made a reservation, and knew we'd be doing something that night. Scott really thinks things through. [ Which is not really what Isaac does. ] Do... you wanna hear about this?

[No. Yes. Maybe. It's not that she's so attached to Isaac that it hurts to hear. She hasn't lost him to anyone or anything like that. She can be a big girl and start getting used to hearing about this now. If it gets awkward well, they have some things to smash up soon, don't they?]

Well it's what's happening in your life, so yeah. How did dinner go once you sat down?

Awkward at first. It's not like I go on dates. Or, know what to do. But, Scott is... Scott. And we uh -- kissed.

Sounds like what you do on dates.

[Not that she'd know. She'd never been on one herself. Too busy being sickly and teased or werewolf-ing around town.]

Was it like you hoped it'd be like?

It's not like I sat around thinking about dating a lot. Or, dating Scott. But, yeah, it felt like how it would be dating Scott McCall. [ He gives her another look. ] I think I'm dating Scott McCall.

[Erica laughs a bit at that, casts him a look out of the corner of her eyes.]

Can't say I'm surprised. Saw that coming before you two did, I think.

[It occurs to her that Isaac's done what she once told Allison she'd do. Isaac's got Scott, as much as another person can be "taken" or claimed by another. She wonders what Allison's reaction to that would be, finding out Isaac and Scott are dating.]

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I can't believe I used the wrong which in my last tag

it's that time of year, what with Halloween coming up...

That's it, a cultural Freudian slip of the tongue

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