[019. Pushing on I can't escape]

[lydiascreams]

[Spam - Open to people who'd come into her cabin]

[The second she steps inside her cabin, she knows something's off. Ever since the blackout, she's been staying at Stiles' or Alison's. She hasn't been back because she knows how much more dangerous Jerry can be in the dark and he has hurt enough people as is.

But she can't quite put her finger on what's happening. Not until she sees it. The words carved on the wall above her bed read Stephen, Mickey. Who's next? And while that's enough to get a rise out of her, it's the object used to make out the question mark that really makes her angry.

Allison's silver arrowhead. The one Lydia picked up from the school grounds the morning after Aiden was killed. The one her best friend made the night of her death. A token she chose to keep as a reminder why she couldn't fail again.

And to see it used in this manner. As Jerry tells her he wants to get Allison demoted, too makes her wanna scream.

Before Lydia can think this through, she gets up on her bed and reaches for the arrowhead, with every intent to pull it off the wall before anyone else can see it. She's not even rationalizing her actions and it's not until she sees the blood running down her hand and arm that she realizes she's cut herself on it.]



[Video - Open but filtered against Jerry]
[It's a couple of hours later until she makes this video and she's keeping her bandaged hand out of the camera's view.

She looks unusually angry, mostly because she feels like switching cabins feels like running, like giving up. And Lydia Martin doesn't give up. But she knows she can't mountain ash her door or sleep over in Stiles' cabin forever.]

If anyone's looking for me, I've changed cabins. I rather not publicly say where I'm staying now but if you need to know, ask and I'll tell you in private.

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[VIDEO; BFF filter]

[theresalwayshope]

[It's not like the other times Allison has contacted her friends after she, at the very least, suspects Jerry's done something. There's no sound and fury, no explosive rage. The backdrop behind her is that of Tig Trager's cabin rather than her own, and her voice is muted in the smaller room.

Even, calm...too calm.]

What's your cabin number now? I want to know where I can find you.

[VIDEO; BFF filter]

[lydiascreams]

I'm in 417.

[Yes. Too calm. And Allison isn't demanding to know why right away. She doesn't like it. And her stomach tightens when she remembers the message she found earlier. Is it already working?]

Are you okay?

[VIDEO; BFF filter]

[theresalwayshope]

[Allison shrugs a little, even smiles slightly, but it doesn't reach her eyes. Those are cold and hard...because there is no longer a decision to be made.

She's protecting her friends from Jerry. She's doing what has to be done...she won't let him prey on her family, violate them with his blood the way he did to her...

She's not going to let him touch another living person as long as she draws breath, much less her pack.]

Depends...did he bite you again?

[VIDEO; BFF filter]

[lydiascreams]

No.

[And that look in her eyes, that smile. They make Lydia's stomach drop. Is she really too late? Is Allison too far gone?

No, she can't believe that. she refuses to.]

Whatever it is you're thinking of doing, stop it, Allison.

private video;

[videocamera]

[Even though it's a video, Andrew isn't actually in view of the camera - he might be used to filming himself but he doesn't really want to be seen right now - so it's just showing a view of his cupboards right now.]

Why'd you swap?

private video;

[lydiascreams]

[She doesn't like not being able to see him. Her first thought is that he might be hurt.]

Jerry had access to the previous one. This is safer.

I'm in 417, by the way.

private video;

[videocamera]

[He's not hurt, not physically, anyway. He is kind of going through some shit though. It turns out that getting involved romantically with someone from the other Barge was a really dumb idea.]

The vampire. Right. [He basically just sounds flat.] Okay.

filter

[strangehistorian]

Are you alright?

filter

[lydiascreams]

I'm okay. [Now.]

It's a safety measure.

filter

[strangehistorian]

You know the other wardens here will do whatever they have to to make you safe.

Is there anything we can do?

[private]

[whatthefoxsay]

[Have a concerned kitsune, Lydia.]

Okay. So where are you now, and why did you move?

[She has an inkling, but Lydia will have to confirm it for her to know for sure.]

[private]

[lydiascreams]

I'm on 417.

[That's the easy part. She takes a deep breath and tries to look less angry.]

Because of Jerry. [But at least she has a good reason to change the subject.]

It's good to see you back, Kira.

Re: [private]

[whatthefoxsay]

It's good to be back.

[Hesitation, and then,]

The other you was scary.

[And other matters,] Jerry. [Kira's face, it turns into something angry and tense and a little scared.] Something needs to be done about him. Something [She almost can't believe what's coming out of her own mouth,] permanent.

[Filter]

[mistconduct]

You okay, Lyds?

[Filter]

[lydiascreams]

I'm okay now. Thanks, Chris.

How are you doing now that things are back to normal?

[Filter]

[mistconduct]

Semi-normal. I'm good. Just trying to cope with the lack of people in my life right now. No big.

[private]

[punched_hitler]

Was it Jerry?

[private]

[lydiascreams]

You can't tell Bucky or Allison, Steve.

[private]

[punched_hitler]

[He frowns, but a pretty big part of him understands.] Okay.

What can I do? What do you need?

spam; hope this is okay?

[freezerburns]

[Isaac hasn't been spending much time on the fifth floor throughout the blackout either but he's there now, heading back to his cabin to take a shower or get a change of clothes anyway. He's trying not to dwell on everything, trying to work out how to help Allison, how to help Scott, how they're supposed to deal with this place when it keeps throwing stuff like the mirror at them.

He's passing by Lydia's door when he smells blood. He doesn't keep his senses blocked off most of the time so he's alert instantly - on edge - and he doesn't hesitate before trying to open the door, completely forgetting about the possibility of a mountain ash line.]

Lydia?

spam; of course!

[lydiascreams]

[Luckily, she hasn't had time to redraw the mountain ash line across her door yet. Since Jerry wasn't around, and since she's been staying away from her cabin during the blackout, she had no reason to.

She doesn't hear him coming in, though. She's still standing on her bed, blood dripping from her hand as she stares, teeth clenched, at the wall. She wants him gone, she wants him dead so he can't harm Allison. But that's not an option.

It's not until she hears her name that she notices him. With her uninjured hand, she brushes the tears from her eyes and turns to look at him.]

I'm fine.

spam;

[freezerburns]

[He hesitates for just a moment at the sight of her then he's hustling over. He dismisses her statement with a simple:]

You're getting blood on your bed.

[Plus she's crying and her expression is murderous. And if that wasn't enough, thanks to the werewolf senses, he can clearly smell how angry and upset she is. He's more focused on the fact that she's hurt than anything else but when he gets closer he sees the writing on the wall. That falters him for a moment and his own expression goes dark. The message is as clear the the scent of blood in the air and he's reaching out for her hand with a scowl on his face. God, he wants to kill Jerry himself.]

Forget him. What'd you cut yourself on?

[Private Video]

[semifreakingnormal]

You should keep some mountain ash by the door.

[He doesn't ask where she is, now: he'll sniff her out, if he has to.]

[Private Video]

[lydiascreams]

I've been keeping some, but I won't need to draw a line of it anymore, so you should be safe to come by now.

[Like she's not gonna tell him where she is.]

417, by the way.

[Private Video]

[semifreakingnormal]

Good.

[He smiles a little, nodding.] I figured I could find you, anyway. [The smile fades.] Has he been bothering you?