lydiascreams | [032. And you want three wishes.]

[Today, a basket of candy showed up in everyone's cabin.

The candy will be personalized to match people's tastes. If for some reason someone's world doesn't have candy, it'll be a collection of the best candy from Lydia's Earth.

There'll be a note on the basket that says:

Be Sweeter!
♥ Lydia

Those who eat the candy will be feeling a lot more mellow, calm, and will be overall less likely to get involved in fights or anything violent.

The more candy consumed, the stronger the effect will be. The time it lasts will depend on everyone's biology and metabolism. The only side effect is that-- it might make people hungrier than usual.

She's fully expecting people to ask her about the candy, and she'll be glad to answer questions anyone might have. Even if she is pretty worn out from getting all of that done.]

[Video - Wardens]
[She's also exhausted from the other thing she did. After Arthas was released, she wasted no time before taking care of him.

When she starts the video, she has a tired, but satisfied smile on her lips.]

I have taken care of Arthas for the time being. He won't be hurting anyone.

[She turns the camera to show a bunny in a pen, and he's showing her his teeth. So she turns the camera back to herself.]

He's pretty vicious for now. I encourage anyone who knows him to come see him and talk to him. He's still himself and he'll remain this way until he starts to listen to us.

For his safety, I won't let him out of my sight, but his communicator is with him in case you want to leave him a message.

[Private - Pounce]
[She's still more than a little shaken up. She doesn't know what she was thinking, she doesn't understand how she couldn't see it before, but she does now. And she wants to fix it. So she follows Letty's suggestion and doesn't hesitate before asking for more help.]

I need your help with Arthas. It's urgent.

[Spam - Stiles]
[It's not until after she took care of everything with Arthas. Until after she spoke with Letty, took a shower and she managed to calm down that she makes her way over to his cabin with Prada in her arms.

She finds it strange that he hasn't checked in on her yet, but as she uses her key and quietly steps into his room only to find him passed out on his desk, it suddenly makes sense why.

So she closes the door quietly, sets Prada down, then silently makes her way over to her boyfriend.

If he was in bed, she wouldn't wake him. But as it is, he just looks uncomfortable.]

Stiles. [She whispers quietly, then places a hand on his arm.]

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[She takes a deep breath and nods slightly at his words. She's feeling emotionally and physically exhausted. Not just from tonight, but from what it feels like months of things happening, of the Barge throwing them around and destroying them, then gluing them back together.

And although she feels calmer now, like he's given her some strength back, she still doesn't know if she can do this. Or how she'll do it, since she doesn't have a choice.]

Yeah. [She needs a break, so she doesn't end up doing something else that's harsh and stupid. And against everything she needs to be. She also needs time so she can focus on herself. And having Stiles there, knowing he believes in her will help her make sure she's going in the right direction.]

What do you think about Paris?

[He kisses her temple, gently rubbing her back with one hand and letting the other come to rest on the back of her head.

She can do this. He knows she can. And he'll figure out a way to get her to believe it, too. He's just not sure how yet.

But for now, a small smile touches his mouth at the suggestion.]

I think Paris sounds pretty great, actually.

[She relaxes against him, the way he's rubbing her back is definitely soothing, and it's making her more exhausted.

She's always been independent. Always managed to do things on her own. But she always craved the attention and the recognition from others. Now though, with him, she still feels independent, but she also feels like he's always there to catch her if she stumbles. And the support he provides her without her even having to ask means more than the attention from the entire world.

And she wants to, at least, manage the same for him.]

You can pick next time.

[He feels her relaxing in his arms and he counts it as a win considering the heavy conversations they just had and how upset she'd been when she'd first shown up in his room. He presses another kiss to her forehead, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as he pulls away to look at her.]

To be honest...I don't care where we go as long as we're together.

[And that's the absolute truth.]

I love you.

[She tightens her arms around him, then lifts her head and presses her lips gently against his, then pulls away to look at him. It makes her chest tight to realize how much that's true for her, too.

Yes, she wants to see Paris. But if he told her he'd rather just find a cabin in the woods so they could stay there and not worry about anything at all, she'd be perfectly happy with that choice, too.]

Me either. [It surprises her a little, how much she means that right now.]

I love you, too.

What do you say we get some rest? You think you'll be able to sleep?

[He searches her eyes, brushing his thumb lightly over her cheek.]

[Lydia nods slightly, holding his gaze as she looks up at him.]

Might take me a while, but I can read. [Try and get her brain to shut down some.]

[He strokes her cheek gently with his thumb and then presses a tender kiss to her forehead before leading her over to his bed. He pulls the covers back so she can climb under them and then reaches over to turn on the lamp so she can use it to read if she needs to.]

Thanks for the Reese's by the way.

[Once he gets into the bed with her, she snuggles up against his side. She'll read, once he falls asleep. For now she just wants to be there with him.]

Did you feel anything different when you ate them?

[He shifts so his head is resting against hers, and one hand moves to comb gently through her hair. He raises his eyebrows at the question, and he considers for a moment.]

Hungrier? I ate like...five of them. [He gives her a sheepish grin.]

Yeah, I noticed that side effect, too. [After pressing a soft kiss to his lips, she lays her head on his shoulder and wraps her arm around him.]

It was just supposed to make people calmer. Non-violent. But it shouldn't affect people all that much if they aren't having urges to hurt someone else.

[His lips twitch upwards in a playful, amused smile.]

So you band-candied the whole ship?

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[She gasps quietly at the accusation, then shakes her head.]

No. Of course not, I didn't do anything the Admiral hasn't. [With those sweaters...]

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[A short chuckle escapes him and he presses a kiss to the top of her head. He knows immediately what she's referring to. The sweaters had been hideous. At least the candy had tasted good.]

It's not a bad idea. If it keeps the murder rate down, I vote we keep drugging 'em.

[She closes her eyes and sighs softly as she lays her head back down.]

Well they need to learn how to not kill people for themselves. Besides, a lot of people seem to have hated the idea.

Yeah well a lot of people are quick to jump to murder for no reason.

[He pauses, then shakes his head.]

And yes, I realize the irony of me saying that.

[She smiles a little at that, then presses her lips to his jaw.]

Yeah, well at least I know what to do with you decide to be one of those people again.

Hey now. I've been very good on the ship.

That's true. [She hides her face against his shoulder and shrugs.]

Better than me. [At least he didn't torture his inmate.]