006 ♕ Video (Memory Theater)

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia's leaked memory is four and a half minutes long, and it's hard to tell if it's real, or if it's a hallucination.]

[Regardless, now everyone has an idea of exactly what Peter Hale had been doing to her.]

[ooc: The first 4:30 minutes/seconds of the episode linked above. Warning: assault and horror triggers. Please ignore the "previously on TW" bits!]

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[velveteenwolf]

...Lydia?

[She's frowning, but more than that, Peter looks uncomfortable, concerned, this sort of queasy feeling where she just wants to stop all the pain.]

Are you okay?

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia looks like she can't decide if she wants to burst into tears and become furious.]


I'm...I'm okay. I can't get this off the network.

[velveteenwolf]

I'm no good with this stuff, I couldn't even figure out Roman's iPhone.

[Back home, that is. She frowns, looking a little bit lost as she tries to figure out what to say, what to do. Being a girl doesn't actually make her any better at this.]

I won't ask. But if you ever wanna talk about... shit, about anything, you can talk to me.

[It's an offer she's a little bit awkward about. It's an offer drenched in his usual caveat against people's feelings, their expectations, and it was enough to make you drown. But Lydia was different. And fuck, but she put up with his.]

[lefthandedgenius]

Thanks. I thought, you know, I've kind of had to move on from this. But seeing it all and everybody else seeing it...

[She's in a bizarre emotional spin of anger and sadness and guilt and shame, and for the usually highly articulate Lydia she is having a great deal of trouble trying to quantify it. Outing herself was not a problem; this is has left her feeling exposed and vulnerable.]

can this weekend get more exciting? :(

[saturniapavonia]

Who the fuck is that?

[lefthandedgenius]

[Her lips thin, pressing together tightly in that way she has when she's frustrated. Right now she's riding the line between between upset and anger, and of all things, shame.]

Peter Hale.

[saturniapavonia]

[Which sort of actually rings a bell.]

Is he dead?

[Wait strike that.]

Really dead?

/private

[lefthandedgenius]

[She's silent for a long, long time.]








Not anymore.

/private

[saturniapavonia]

[Fuck! Fuck that in a big, big way.]

Hey. Listen. You got friends here. Me and Peter too. If he shows his face he's as good as dead.

private voice

[affectioning]

[ he doesn't mean to watch it. but it involves lydia. when he speaks up, he doesn't quite know what to say. ]

I didn't know he'd threatened you before your party. [ He never asked. But, he also didn't know the extent of what Peter Hale did. ]

[lefthandedgenius]

He'd been messing with my head since way before that. It wasn't something I wanted anyone to see.

[She finds it oddly easier to keep what she's feeling out of her voice over a call. Or maybe because it's Scott.]

[affectioning]

I'm sorry.

[lefthandedgenius]

[You're sweet, Scott.]

You don't have anything to be sorry for.

video // private

[candothat]

[He never means to watch memories that find their ways to the network, and he really intended to look away, but.]

Lydia, what is this? Who is that?

[lefthandedgenius]

[She's going to get this question a lot. She's had a little time to brace herself for it, now.]

I can't quite call it a dream, but it's not a hallucination. It's...a projection, I guess you could call it.

[Every time. Every time someone asks, she feels ashamed and angry and like she wants to curl up into a ball. But she's not going to. She's not going to let that bastard win.]

His name is Peter. He used me to bring him back to life. And he made me hurt people I care about.

[candothat]

[The psychologists at Starfleet always say that the best way to recover from traumatic events is to talk about them, preferably with people who do not have shared experiences. Pavel happens to think that those psychologists are full of crap and tries to reign in his curiosity to avoid making Lydia more uncomfortable. There's really only one question that needs to be asked, anyway.]

And then was he killed for this?

[lefthandedgenius]

[She shake her head.]
No, he's still alive.

[mightbeconcussed]

Shopping. We're going. New shoes and possibly new handbags are necessary.

[lefthandedgenius]

I am always up for shopping. [And a bit relieved Lucy isn't pestering her with questions.]

[mightbeconcussed]

[Lucy has been victim to this sort of curse too often to pester her with questions.]

I'll meet you at my shop in thirty minutes. We'll work out from there.

Video --> Action?

[lefthandedgenius]

Sounds like a plan. See you soon.

[Lydia will show up primed to shop and distract herself from having Peter Hale effectively violating her spiritually displayed for all to see. She's kind of loving her salary at City Solutions. Stark pays his employees quite well.]

video; just remembered he was a werewolf over the weekend /o\

[studmuffin]

[ That's not how his timeline went. But this is still Lydia and his concern is real and palpable. ]

Meet me at the fountain. I'll buy you a hot chocolate?

Video --> Action

[lefthandedgenius]

[Ugh, Stiles. She did not want you to see that. Didn't want anyone to see that actually, but hot chocolate is a viable cure for pulling one's self out of a shame spiral, so --

Okay.

[And she'll be there, after taking the time to make sure her makeup is positively perfect and no, she hasn't been crying at all.]

[studmuffin]

[ He's a little different if she pays that much attention, a tiny bit more muscular, walks with more surety. When he sees her he smiles. ]

So, I haven't actually checked out the Hot Chocolate delivery of this place. You'll have to tell me where's good. [ Because this Stiles only has the vaguest City-memory. ]

[lefthandedgenius]

[She casts him a sidelong, puzzled look.] You've been here longer than I have.

[His arms do get a good looking over and without a trace of shyness, she reaches out and squeezes his bicep.]

Or have you?