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[bereavements]

[ 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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[bereavements]

We both had a hand in it.

[ But, so done arguing.

Sure enough, after a halogen party and discussion of McCall related topics - and then lunch - Isaac heads up to the Turtle's Head, arriving first. He's not used to being the early one and it's happened twice now.

He has nothing to do but wait. He really misses phones. ]

[action!]

[skybluejeep]

[He arrives less than ten minutes later. With two cups of coffee in hand. And he hands one to Isaac.]

Hey. I didn't know if you liked cream and sugar. I have some if you want.

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[ A detente with coffee. He's good with that. He'd grabbed the necklace he'd bought Stiles and slipped it into his pocket before meeting Erica. He reminds himself it's there as he takes a sip. ] I like either.

[ He actually likes it black, more. His father liked it black. It sucks that he likes something his father did. Not that his dad had always been like that. Moving away from cheerful thoughts... ]

Thanks for meeting me.

[skybluejeep]

Cool.

[He sits on a nearby bench, clearing his mind. He might be getting a little addicted to the peace this place brings. Hmm.]

Thanks for being willing to talk it all out. I was gonna send you a message too. You beat me to it.

someone can't get enough of me, office gal

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[ He hesitates for a second, before joining him on the bench. ]

We're going to butt heads. Probably forever. [ Maybe not. ] But, we can't - for Scott's sake. [ He stops what he's saying, looking down at the coffee in his hand. His other hand slips into his jacket pocket and he pulls out a necklace. He holds it out to Stiles. ] A truce. The woman said it's a protection amulet. It protects you from one physical blow. [ Then it resumes being a necklace. ] Take it.

shhhh I'm working hard

[skybluejeep]

[His eyebrows shoot up at that, and he takes the necklace, blinking in surprise. The metal is a squiggle of...some sort of symbol, entwined with a double strand of some unknown vine.]

Wow. Thanks. I...I really appreciate it.

We don't have to butt heads, you know. I don't think you're a bad person. I mean, you and Scott'll be good for each other.

working hard or hardly working.

[bereavements]

[ A shrug as he looks front and takes a sip from his coffee. ]

He told you?

making good use of current downtimes :p

[skybluejeep]

He asked me what to do. I mean about his feelings for you. So I told him to go for it.

I'm assuming he did.

agreed

[bereavements]

He did.

[ He also told him Stiles had given him the idea for a date. He doesn't know how he feels about Stiles involvement but when it comes to Scott, you get Stiles. ]

Thanks.

[skybluejeep]

You're welcome.

...He really likes you, you know. Like, a lot. And if Scott likes you, you can't be all that bad.

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I'm not. [ He looks at Stiles. He gives a very small smile down into his cup again. ] I know. [ Help him reconcile that he's worth liking that much. That Scott can't do better. Not that he'd voice any of that. ] Seriously, though. You could've thrown a fit. Or, complained. Or asked what's wrong with him. Instead, you helped. I appreciate it. And you're not useless. Or sad. And I promise to never bring up Lydia's name again. It's not my business.

It never was.

[skybluejeep]

[He shrugs a little at that, curling the necklace - amulet? - around his fingers, and he sips at his own coffee.]

Hey, no. It's cool. I'm sorry I snapped at you. There was other stuff going on. Doesn't excuse it, but I adjusted my meds too. I've kinda leveled back off. So...hey, if I ever get that stupid again, you can just check and make sure I've gotten my Klonopin for the month!

[bereavements]

Right. I'll ask about the... Klonopin. [ He takes another sip of the coffee. ] So. I met Rapunzel.

[skybluejeep]

Yeah. I saw you guys talking. I didn't want to interrupt.

[Because he was just quietly freaking out honestly. Please don't cock block him Isaac! He had your back with Scott!]

She's cute, isn't she?

[bereavements]

[ He would never. ]

She is. Nice job with dinner. So, you like her?

[skybluejeep]

[Okay good thank you. ;_;]

Yeah. Yeah, I kinda do.

Which is a pretty big departure for me honestly. But...Isaac, she is a literal Disney princess.

[bereavements]

Yeah, the name was -- hey, if Batman's here... [ A shake of his head. But, then reality sets in and he's talking to the one person that can listen and give him the right advice. ] I don't want to screw it up. With Scott.

[skybluejeep]

Exactly.

[And he's about to go on, but then Isaac whiplash changes the subject. And...that's fine, honestly. Although, again, so ironic that both Scott AND Isaac are coming to him for advice on how to deal with each other. God.]

Scott is honestly easy, dude. He really is. He already sees the best in everybody. I mean, Jesus, Jackson was killing people and Scott still wanted to save him.

Just be honest with him. Be supportive. Don't withdraw from him emotionally, and...let him be himself.

[bereavements]

I think I can do that. [ A beat. ] What were you going to say before? About Rapunzel? [ He'd interrupted. ] Did you call her after? Or text her. Isn't that something you should do?

[skybluejeep]

Oh, yeah. I totally did. But it's nothing.

I just didn't say anything to you or Scott because...well, I didn't want to steal your thunder, you know? Hey, congrats on finally acting on your deep and completely obvious feelings for each other. Here, meet my new girl!

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Deep and completely obvious feelings. [ Seriously? ]

[skybluejeep]

Dude. I told you. Back during the Bacchanal. Just because I was drunk, didn't mean it wasn't true. You two have been giving each other meaningful looks since that night on the lacrosse field.

[bereavements]

We have not been giving each other deep and meaningful looks...

[skybluejeep]

[Pointed look, with raised eyebrow. Yes you have, Isaac.]

[bereavements]

Well, how was I supposed to know.