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[lefthandedgenius]

[When the video turns on, the screen is streaked with water. The indignant gasps of a young woman sputtering as the image lifts - whomever it is, they apparently woke up in the fountain and are none too pleased about it.]

--- can't believe this, what the hell

[More movement, and it's evident that the young woman is soaking wet and none too pleased about it. Finally though, the device is turned upward so that a redhaired, green eyed young woman with lips pressed together tightly in dismay stares down at it.]

Where am I?

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[affectioning]

[ The splash distracts him from dinner. He knows it's rude to be on the phone or to text but the way the network works... His mother doesn't mind if he glances down. ]

It's Lydia.

[ He swallows what he's chewing and picks up the device, his face coming into view. ]

Lydia! Hey. [ A furrowed brow. ] You were dropped in the fountain. [ King of the obvious: Scott McCall ]

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[lefthandedgenius]

[She is so relieved to see a familiar face she cannot even say, and she certainly won't say as the last thing she needs is to freak out like some princess in need of rescuing, and while she may arguably be some manner of modern princess, she is certainly not in need of rescuing.

Well, maybe a little bit.

But Lyds has her pride.]

Yes. And news flash, water is wet.

I don't know where I am. This is not Beacon Hills.

[Queen of the Obivious: Lydia Martin. (The crown looks more stylish on her, anyway.)]

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[affectioning]

[ Beacon Hills has no fountains like that. Score one for Lydia Martin! ]

I do. Stay there. Don't move. [ He gets up, running away from the screen -- ceiling comes into view and then his face returns. ] Well, get out of the fountain. I can bring a towel. Or, two. [ And he's up again. This time for a little bit longer. The sound of a door opening, closing and then Scott picks the device up, looking down at her. ] I'll be there in five minutes. Just - stay there.

[ He offers a hopeful closed-mouth smile. ]

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia's lips press together tightly which is a sure sign that she's holding something back, because while on one hand she had no intention of staying in the fountain, on the other Scott is on his way and truth be told she's rather grateful for that.]

So where are we, anyway?

[Starting this conversation while Scott is en route saves her from thinking about the fact that she is alone, and scared, and dripping wet in the middle of a completely foreign place.]

[affectioning]

[ Scott can walk and talk. He's talented like that. ]

It's called the City. Think of it like a universe parallel to ours. Deities were given the job to bring us here and mess with us and we can't leave. It's like a dimensional pocket.

[lupusalpha]

[There's stillness before he speaks.]

Lydia.

[lefthandedgenius]

[Her attention darts to the new face - well, familiar face.]

Derek.

Scott's on his way. How long have you been here?

[lupusalpha]

A year. Have you spoken to Stiles?

[lefthandedgenius]

No, not yet. But I'm from further along in time and I think there might be things he may not want to know.

[And maybe possibly things Derek doesn't want to know...]

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[mamanurse]

[Oh dear. More kids. This is getting out of control.]

Are you all right?

[lefthandedgenius]

[It's Scott's mom. Lydia remembers her vaguely, along with the fact that was pretty good for a parent type.]

I've had better days. But Scott is coming to get me.

[mamanurse]

Okay, good. And there's a standing invitation to stay at our place if you ever need it.

[At this rate she's gonna end up housing half the population of Beacon Hills.]

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia has the grace to at least look a little embarrassed.] Scott already invited me to stay. I hope that's okay.

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[outofthefreezer]

[Isaac had been hanging out around the cabin, not doing very much but his interest flares up when he sees her.]

Lydia?

[lefthandedgenius]

Isaac.

[She sounds a bit relieved.]

It's okay. I'm on my way to Scott's house and then we're going to some party where I'm going to get very drunk and deal with all of this tomorrow.

[outofthefreezer]

Oh...kay?

[He seems quite surprised.]

You're uh, dealing with this pretty okay?

[lefthandedgenius]

[She pauses, looking a bit rueful.]

Sorry. A lot of people have been pinging me and asking the same questions. Trust me, I seem calm but I'm gonna go to this party Scott's taking me to and drink my feelings.

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[studmuffin]

Lydia?

[ Despite how much has changed, Stiles still has a pretty quick reaction to seeing his favourite strawberry blonde something in the City. So his grin is a little wired and whacky and the background blurs as he sits upright.

She fell in the fountain.

Lydia Martin fell in the fountain. ] Lydia. Hey, so don't panic. But you're in the City. I know, stupidly unoriginal. Where are you?

[lefthandedgenius]

[Things have happened since her splosh into the fountain, and now Lydia appears to be moving, with towels draped around her torso and shoulders.]

On the way to Scott's apartment.

[There's a pause, like she has to brace herself, and then,]

Hi, Stiles.

[Stiles from a year ago. Before the alpha pack. Before the darach. Vefore his dad was taken. Stiles before they started effectively functioning like a pair of amateur detectives from a 50's dimestore novel.

She's not sure how long she's going to be able to keep it from him.

He may find her tone a shade less diffident, less disinterested, than Lydia he knew a year ago. But still Lydia of course.]

Yeah, 'The City'. Scott's been explaining to me. I'm going to change, go to this party with him, and drink.

A lot. Will you be there?

[studmuffin]

You're going to the party?

[ Of course she is, because she's Lydia Martin and nothing - not even a multiverse city - is going to stop her. ] Yeah, Ginny's a friend of mine.

[lefthandedgenius]

Excellent. We'll drink a lot. I'm going to drink a lot. Anyway.

[Admit it Lyds, you're banking on Stiles being the one to hold your hair when you puke in a toilet.]

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[bettercallit]

Yeah, that happens a lot. [ He's not mocking her, though, it's genuine sympathy. ] Guess it's the City's way of welcoming us.

[lefthandedgenius]

[Oh hey, random hot guy on her device! That's an upside to all of this, right?]

The landing in the fountain thing?

[bettercallit]

[ He likes to think it helps. ]

Got a stack of towels on standby for anyone who wants one. [ It's an indirect offer, but it's an offer all the same; he's not actually being sarcastic. ]

[lefthandedgenius]

That's really sweet of you, but my friend is on his way and he's bringing me towels. And taking me someplace to get changed. And then I'm going to a party to drink my feelings until I wake up tomorrow and then I can cope with it all.

[This seem like an optimal solution to her.]