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[Lydia is bored and that just won't do. If she's going to be at the barge, she'll need something fun to do. At least until she has a pet of her own to play with. And she can't wait until she gets her own inmate. Lately she's been playing with others, and she even has a couple of favorites but it's not the same thing.

Until then, though, it will have to do. She considers going to find one of those to pass the time, but she wants something a little more challenging today. Of course she won't pass the opportunity if one of them cross her path, but as she makes her way down the hallways she's looking for a few specific individuals: Blight, Chris or Arya and Nymeria.

With the power loss and everything that has been going on, it's been a few days since she's seen Scott around and she just can't go long without taunting him or he will think she's done playing.

Of course, if she can't find any of her body guards for back up, she might just have to go find Scott's little sidekick instead. That always sends her message across, too because she knows the Alpha will be able to smell her all over his Beta.]

(ooc: Lydia is completely affected! Here are some handy links: Profile, Plotting, Assumed CR.)

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[She knows what he's doing and she wants to glare at him, but instead she pulls her hands to her sides and balls them up into fists. She will start concentrating her energy into a scream now. Just in case.

But she can't let him win by advancing on her, so she takes a step forward, hips swaying for distraction even if she doesn't actually expect Scott to be distracted by her body like Stiles is. She's still smiling, though.]

Oh, sweetie, you're not my Alpha, remember? You know you don't intimidate me.

Speaking of Alpha, don't you have some more low rank losers to recruit for your pack?

[Red eyes dart down to her hips, but only briefly. She's gorgeous, he knows that. She's also made his ears bleed, and that takes away most of the allure. That, and the fact that she never, ever does what he says. He doesn't like that she's smiling, though, and that sweetie - urgh - earns another growl.]

We all know you're into older guys, Lydia. I mean, most of us. Does Stiles know you want to jump into Peter Hale's bed, too?

[Lydia likes the growl. She knows it's out of frustration and while she knows she has to be careful, she smiles more because of it. Because she really, really hates Scott. Even having him staring at her briefly grosses her out. She's glad Peter told her to go after Stiles instead back home.]

All Stiles is very aware of is how much I want him, Scott. Doesn't he tell you? You're his BFF. Doesn't he tell you how good I am to him? How he can't get enough of me?

[Because if he's going to talk about her sleeping with her Alpha, he's going to have to live with some disturbing mental images of Stiles at the very least.]

[He makes a face, briefly, a wrinkling of his nose. No. Nope. Gross. He exhales and it's practically a growl in its own right.]

Shut up. [He takes a threatening step toward her, arms tensing like he might reach up and shove her. Or worse, grab her.]

[Yeah. The closeness is making her uncomfortable. So she's going to slowly circle him as she speaks and use that to subtly put some space between them.]

Down boy. You asked. I answered. If you can't handle what you ask for, you should keep that muzzle of yours shut, Scottie.

[He turns rather than letting her get behind him, shifting closer to the wall as he does so she can't properly circle. He leans back, tapping his claws against the metal, and grins at her.]

You really want to talk about keeping mouths shut? Cause I don't mind having to shut yours. I don't mind having to do it over and over.

[The chances of him actually killing her without an audience are lower than if they were in a room full of people. But not null. So she'll thread carefully.]

How do you think Stiles would feel about that?

[Yes, she knows Stiles yelled at him after he killed her. She knows he wasn't happy and now Scott knows Stiles told her about that. Well more like kind of mentioned while she distracted him with other things, but for all Scott knows, they are sharing secrets and deep conversations.

And while Scott thinks about that, she will take a step back and away from him.]

[When he smiles, it's more than a little feral, and not very nice at all. There's no warmth, no humanity, no compassion. He sees her step back, and the animal in him wants to lunge, clench his teeth down around her throat and let the blood run.

But alone? With no one to see how he outsmarted the genius banshee? He shakes his head.]

Stiles is my beta. And if I tell him it was necessary, he'll believe it.

You know as well as I do that he won't.

[She stops herself from adding anything else and turns to walk away from him. Because she's pushing her luck and she knows it.]

But you can keep believing whatever makes you sleep at night, Scottie.

[She turns her back on him, and every animal instinct tells him to leap, to close his jaws around her neck and shake her until she stops moving.

Instead, he gnashes his teeth and growls, watching her go. Not now. Not yet. He turns to head the other way.

He has to make sure Stiles knows who his alpha is.]

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