012 ♕ Video (Year in Review)

[lefthandedgenius]

"Teen Wolf 3x09 - Lydia "banshee"." (Watch on YouTube)

[Broadcasted initially without her knowledge, of course.]

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[candothat]

[That certainly didn't seem like something that was put on the network intentionally.

Chekov tries not to think about what he saw. Thinking would lead to questions which would, perhaps, lead to asking questions about something that is better left undiscussed.]

Lydia? I think that you should check the network.

[lefthandedgenius]

What --

Ugh.

Terrific. Sorry about your ears, Pavel.

[candothat]

My ears are the last thing that I am currently concerned about.

[Although ow, thank you, never scream around him in person, please.]

This broadcast... is it something to ask about, or something to ignore?

[lefthandedgenius]

[She's a little tense from that.]

You can ask. Some of it I might not be able to answer, not for myself, but to keep other people safe.

[candothat]

[That, in combination with the unpleasant nature of the broadcast and the idea that there are things that Lydia won't tell him (he's beginning to resent secrecy, even the kind that is necessary), seriously limits the questions he feels at all comfortable asking.]

Others in the City, you mean? Yes, okay.

Were you safe after this? This woman was stopped?

[lefthandedgenius]

No one was safe, after that happened, but eventually we were. She's dead now.

[In fairness, Lydia resents the Prime Directive so it all balances out in the end. She doesn't touch on the matter of others in the City, and well, in so far as she knows, Deucalion killed Jennifer.]

It wasn't long after that happened that I arrived here. Just a few days later.

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[mightbeconcussed]

[ Have a concerned Lucy. ]

Lyds...are you okay?

[lefthandedgenius]

A little pissed at how often the City has a habit of yanking rather ugly details of my life into the public forum, but otherwise fine, I promise.

[candothat]

Good--not good that it was necessary to kill her, but that you were safe.

[Chekov resents the Prime Directive, too. Granted, that's mostly because he doesn't think it's necessary to observe it in the City and others do, which means no one ever tells him as much as he thinks they ought to...]

I am sorry.

[lefthandedgenius]

Don't be sorry. I'm here, and I'm alive, and that's a victory for me, you know?

[candothat]

That does not mean that it has not been difficult. But I would consider you being a live a victory, also.

[mightbeconcussed]

Are you kidding? I would so take you to a football game, put you in an endzone and let you scream.

[ She says it with a smile then sobers. ]

I'm sorry. I've had the City do that to me too.

[lefthandedgenius]

When someone says this it usually comes out obnoxious but I actually mean it: thank you for caring.

[mightbeconcussed]

Absolutely and you're welcome. If I can help, let me know.

[lefthandedgenius]

I promise I will. You and Pavel both have been really awesome to me.

[mightbeconcussed]

Why wouldn't we be? You're an awesome sauce person, Lydia.

[lefthandedgenius]

Ugh, if you were in front of me I'd hug you. Or pinch your cheeks. Or both.

[mightbeconcussed]

Next time I am in front of you, I encourage both.

[lefthandedgenius]

These things will happen.