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july socialization log - Allison + Lydia

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[Allison smiles, because it's getting more and more familiar the more they talk. Not that it's any easier to really put aside that she's somewhere that seems to have taken her and her friend, but it's getting more manageable.]

That would be perfect.

[Because, let's be honest, the bag on her shoulder isn't getting any lighter.]

Where are you staying?

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Also the squire rooms.

[ Not that she looks thrilled by it. Admittedly, she knows there's no reason for her to be promoted from squire yet. She hasn't even been on a real mission. But, that doesn't stop her from acting pressed.

She begins to lead the way towards the long stretch of hallway with the squire rooms lining one wall. ]

I'm here.

[ She points up at her door as they pass it. ]

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[Allison nods and takes note of where it is. She knows she'll be visiting Lydia often enough that being able to find that room again is important.]

I'll have to remember that. [She smiles, trying to ease into something feeling a bit more normal.] A lot easier to get to than across town, too.

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On the other hand, not being across town really limits the excuses for driving the Knights cars.

[ Because that's a thing. Lydia's not as big about flashy cars as Jackson was, but that doesn't mean she can't appreciate them. After all, his Porsche had been one of his best qualities. ]

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[Allison smiles at Lydia, offering a small sound of amusement.]

Of course. Well, maybe we'll find some appropriate excuses in the near future.

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Well, I assume you have plenty of shopping that needs doing, seeing as your closet presumably was left in Beacon Hills. We'll head into London once you're settled. [ She reaches out to smooth a hand over Allison's shoulder, considering her top as she decisively notes: ] I know exactly where to take you.

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[Allison smiles.] Now, this feels like home.

Shopping is definitely in our future.

post andres log - Allison & Willow

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[Allison laughs.] It's not the best situation, but I'm okay. Your boyfriend's name is Oz? How long have you been together?

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Awhile. [aka Alli sucks at timelines. All timelines. Shhh.]

He's sort of the only real boyfriend I've ever had.

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He sounds like a really great guy -- especially, if he makes you happy.

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He does. Did. It's... kinda confusing.

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[Allison smiles - a touch amused.]

It's fine, I understand what you meant.

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Well, that's good. Sometimes when I get going, I get kind of... rambly.

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[Allison nods.] I know a few people like that, it's nothing to apologize for.

post andres log - Allison & Astrid

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Just get everyone chipped. Like they do for animals in case they get lost. It seems smart.

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I mean, there's potential for stalker fuckery with stuff like that, but as long as only people with a certain clearance level were able to access the information, and-or it was only activated during emergencies, it could be pretty cool, you know? Because yeah, locate person spells are great and all, but you need to have something belonging to the person and what if you don't have it prepared? That's like, a whole day for shit to go wrong while a teammate is missing. I like just went through that whole fiasco.

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I think if you make it a volunteer program? Maybe Chips for Cars? [She smirks, trying to make light of it a bit.] Volunteer for chipping and you get a car. Sort of like those gun trade-in programs they have for inner city youth.

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Probably wouldn't work with everyone, and probably not with cars, but there has to be something bribe-worthy enough out there. It's not the worst idea.

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Cupcakes? [Allison shrugs, trying to figure out just the letters matching.]

I'd sign up if it meant it'd be easier to locate me in case of a kidnapping or something.

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Seriously, that would be the point, pretty much. Or if you were whisked away by the enemy via some teleportation spell.

post andres log - Allison & Des

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My family - we were hunters. I've learned a lot from my father, if there's anything you're ever stuck on about supernatural creatures, feel free to look me up. It might not be much help, but I'd like to at least offer.

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[normally that kind of presumptuous attitude about what he does or doesn't know would annoy him, but she's a kid and she really seems to want to help and it's cute.]

I'll look you up, uh... [he snaps his fingers, as if trying to recall a name she hasn't given him.]

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[And this is where the narration laughs at how many times she forgets to do this...]

Oh! Allison. Sorry, I keep forgetting that we didn't all go to Andres exactly together. Allison Argent.

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Desmond Descant. [aww alliterative name bros] Nice to meetcha.

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Same. [She smiles.] I should let you get back to your wall tapping - though.