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[when the feed clicks on it's to an off-angled shot of grass, somewhere in the middle of the gardens. he has the camera in one hand, held out at a distance to try and film himself for his upcoming message. the other is busy holding his crosse, the scoop low to the ground as he finally addresses the feed.]
So, back home there's this sport we play at my school called Lacrosse. I don't know how many of you here have ever heard of it before, but it's kinda big where I'm from.
Basically, you take this stick- [he holds it up to show the camera more clearly, before dropping it back to the ball on the ground. the feed shakes (sorry for those prone to motion-sickness) as he picks said ball up with the stick, tossing it in the air a couple of times before he continues.] -and use it to try and get this ball in to your opponent's goal. Sounds easy, right?
[there's a smirk on his face when he looks back up at the (still off-angled) feed. look, it's easier to focus on dumb things like this than the fact that your dead dad is wandering the ship somewhere, your future alpha's best friend has gone missing, and there's a chance a psychopathic hunter could well be prowling the halls.]
It can be pretty violent sometimes- Full contact sport, by the way. And we don't have much padding sitting around here. But we've got everything else we'd need, so me and- A friend, were talking about setting up a game after the jump. The problem is, there's only three [two. but he's not counting out stiles on a public post] of us here from our world, and we kind of need a whole lot more than that if we want to get a good match going.
So, anybody interested?
[there's a sudden blur across the feed as he drops his arm back down. his expression shifts to a serious one for the briefest of moments, before the feed seemingly cuts.]
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[it's a quick flip of the feed, and there's another message sent, locked down to just the two of them.]
I know things are kind of weird between us, but I kind of need to ask a favor?
[something he'd be a whole lot more uncomfortable doing if it was for his own sake.]
Could you go talk to Scott? I don't know what he's told you, but Stiles is- [nope, still not saying it.] You know him better than me, and I think he could use that right now.
So, back home there's this sport we play at my school called Lacrosse. I don't know how many of you here have ever heard of it before, but it's kinda big where I'm from.
Basically, you take this stick- [he holds it up to show the camera more clearly, before dropping it back to the ball on the ground. the feed shakes (sorry for those prone to motion-sickness) as he picks said ball up with the stick, tossing it in the air a couple of times before he continues.] -and use it to try and get this ball in to your opponent's goal. Sounds easy, right?
[there's a smirk on his face when he looks back up at the (still off-angled) feed. look, it's easier to focus on dumb things like this than the fact that your dead dad is wandering the ship somewhere, your future alpha's best friend has gone missing, and there's a chance a psychopathic hunter could well be prowling the halls.]
It can be pretty violent sometimes- Full contact sport, by the way. And we don't have much padding sitting around here. But we've got everything else we'd need, so me and- A friend, were talking about setting up a game after the jump. The problem is, there's only three [two. but he's not counting out stiles on a public post] of us here from our world, and we kind of need a whole lot more than that if we want to get a good match going.
So, anybody interested?
[there's a sudden blur across the feed as he drops his arm back down. his expression shifts to a serious one for the briefest of moments, before the feed seemingly cuts.]
locked to allison
[it's a quick flip of the feed, and there's another message sent, locked down to just the two of them.]
I know things are kind of weird between us, but I kind of need to ask a favor?
[something he'd be a whole lot more uncomfortable doing if it was for his own sake.]
Could you go talk to Scott? I don't know what he's told you, but Stiles is- [nope, still not saying it.] You know him better than me, and I think he could use that right now.

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Is something wrong?
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violencefun in that? ] I guess I could give it a try.Did you luck out on getting a bat in your locker?
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I'll talk to him. [ but she's not leaving it there; she, scott, and stiles have been through a lot, but as far as she's concerned — ] You should still talk to him if you haven't, though. You're his friend.
[ whereas she's the awkward ex-girlfriend. ]
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[him and scott. they're not a pack, here. and they've only recently managed to rebuild the mess that was their friendship after the whole lydia issue. of the two of them, he's definitely the least equipped to help, as far as he's concerned.]
You've got a lot more in common with him than me.
[werewolf issue aside]
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permavideo;
[reasons why they're having a werewolf only game later]
perma anon text;
what r the rules
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text; wow so anon ellie
We can probably play a less violent version too, though.
[ HEY ISAAC RUINING YOUR GAME MAKIN IT KID FRIENDLY ]
still anon text bite her Scott McCall (only dont);
text; werewolf ellie.............
text; worst beta of all time.....
text; i think u mean cutest
anon text; never
text; yes
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[at the least, it'll be him and scott. but the more werewolves, the better, right?]
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[cora don't judge their sport okay]
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[but judging is her default setting!!]
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[ but he's smiling, because he gets it.
nice hesitation on "a friend" though, bro. ]
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though admittedly, the smile is actually good to see. not that he's going to point it out.]
So, fun fact. I don't actually know that many people here who aren't either from our world or Jenna's. I thought this'd be a good way to fix that.
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I'll ask around, too. [ wizards. and after a slight pause: ] Did you still want to do a private match?
[ which sounds a bit like a come on, but still somehow less awkward than asking if they're going to have a werewolf-only lacrosse game. ]
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auggielocked;
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[actually, no-]
Are you gonna play?
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Why would you think I'd play?
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[ he's super proud though, look at you isaac. ]
permavideo so there
Is that your way of asking if you can be the referee?
right back at you since YOU INSIST
Depends on if you'd like me to be? [ so yep. ]
damn straight
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