First Hunt; Video

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[Allison sits down in her suite in the Fire Sector, opening up the video function. She smiles a little awkwardly.]

Hi. I've done the new girl thing a lot in my life but I'm pretty sure I've never done it to such extremes before.

[New to a city is one thing -- new to a world? That's a whole other.]

I'm Allison Argent. [Beat]

I have a question actually -- is it true what they say about time not moving the same back home? Because I'm kind of all my father has left and he's going to freak out if he notices me missing.

[To say the least. No one wants to see the Chris Argent version of Liam Neison in Taken.]

I'd ask why everyone seems to just be okay with the fact that we're living on a giant turtle but I'm guessing that's one of those things they don't really have answers for. Maybe a Stockholm Syndrome sort of situation? The longer you're hear the more you just accept the strangeness of the situation.

I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.

[There's another pause as Allison decides she doesn't have much else to say.]

I guess I have time to figure it out for myself, don't I?

[And with that, the feed cuts.]

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[Allison pauses, trying to figure out a way to explain it.]

Deaton had a way for you me and Scott to be able to locate them -- figure out where she had been keeping them.

[skybluejeep]

[So if Deaton was involved, that meant magic. And Stiles has a feeling that it doesn't involve magical werewolf pixie dust. It's big. It's really bad, too, he has a feeling, because Allison is still sort of beating around the bush. Not that he can blame her, since he reacted so badly.]

...Jesus. But...we're all safe, right? Everybody lives, right?

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[She doesn't imagine he'd take it too well if he knew they all had a darkness inside of their hearts now.

So she's staying quiet on that one.]

Right. [Other than Erica or Boyd. Does he know about Boyd? This timeline thing is really confusing.]

[skybluejeep]

[Yeah, he definitely knows about Boyd, since that was the last time he'd seen Derek before arriving here.

But he's letting out a slightly relieved breath at that. Okay. That was something. Everybody lived. Because if his dad was safe at the expense of something happening to Scott, or Isaac, or anybody else, he never would have forgiven himself.]

...I need a drink.

[transferee]

[She offers a sympathetic smile at that.]

Unfortunately, I don't really have much else other than water to offer yet.

[Not that Allison is really a drinker anyway.]

[skybluejeep]

Fortunately, I work at a bar.

[He chuckles a bit, his shoulders shaking up and down once, before he subsides, all too serious again.]

...Is it wrong that I'm kinda pissed at Scott right now for not telling me?

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...Not really. I think if I was in your position, I would be. [She gets why Scott did it, considering how Stiles just panicked and all, but she's never liked being on the receiving end of withheld information.]

But he he was trying to do what he thought would be best.

[skybluejeep]

Yeah. Yeah, I know he was.

[He rubs that hand across the top of his head, ruffling his own hair, and he stands up. He's still pale, and shaking a little bit, but he's doing much better. Although he feels slightly nauseated with all the stale adrenaline flooding his system now.]

Um. You might want to go get Lydia alone. I don't think I'm up to that tonight. I...don't want her to see me like this.

[transferee]

[She nods a little at his words.]

Of course. I'll let her know you say Hi.