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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?
[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?
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. ]
[ 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. ]
[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.
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.
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. ]
[ 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. ]
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.
[ her smile is warm and reflective—something that no one in the castle had seen before allison's arrival. ]
It's beginning to.
[ feel like home, that is. because now allison is there. ]
There's something you should know. Several somethings, if we're being technical.
It's beginning to.
[ feel like home, that is. because now allison is there. ]
There's something you should know. Several somethings, if we're being technical.
[Allison shrugs, casually, trying to sort out what she was expecting.]
Something more this world related... not Beacon Hills related. Does -- I mean, are you okay with Jackson being here? [She had been doing her very best to not discuss Jackson and now he's here. It's a really odd situation, she's sure.]
Something more this world related... not Beacon Hills related. Does -- I mean, are you okay with Jackson being here? [She had been doing her very best to not discuss Jackson and now he's here. It's a really odd situation, she's sure.]
When he said he was going to London, I didn't realize it would be this London.
[ So, uh. Still figuring that out, more or less. She doesn't want to admit she's not ok, but she's pretty much not ok with it. She was finally getting comfortable and putting it behind her and, well, not actually putting it behind her but rather aggressively trying to move on by force. Fake it til she makes it. But now he's here and it's that much harder. ]
[ So, uh. Still figuring that out, more or less. She doesn't want to admit she's not ok, but she's pretty much not ok with it. She was finally getting comfortable and putting it behind her and, well, not actually putting it behind her but rather aggressively trying to move on by force. Fake it til she makes it. But now he's here and it's that much harder. ]
I don't think any of us expected to ever be in this London, but this is more than just a trip through the Veil.
[Allison slows as they must be near to where her room is meant to be by now and surely Lydia shows her which one it is. It's perfect timing, because then Allison can set down her bag and actually be supportive for her friend. Bag-free and with the door shut to her newly found room, she moves toward her friend.]
It's not just you up against everything anymore. I know I didn't do the best thing by keeping you in the dark, but I'm here now and I'm going to be here for the long haul. Anything you need, I'm going to be right here.
[Allison slows as they must be near to where her room is meant to be by now and surely Lydia shows her which one it is. It's perfect timing, because then Allison can set down her bag and actually be supportive for her friend. Bag-free and with the door shut to her newly found room, she moves toward her friend.]
It's not just you up against everything anymore. I know I didn't do the best thing by keeping you in the dark, but I'm here now and I'm going to be here for the long haul. Anything you need, I'm going to be right here.
[ The pep talk should probably just warrant sass and deflection, but truthfully, with how cold Jackson is, she needs it.
The reminder comes as a welcome one since Jackson has a way of dragging her back to the same place she was last year when things began to spiral out of control. Her lips press together and she holds her tongue for a moment, warring with herself over how much to give up.
Finally, more softly, she relents, ] It's Jackson.
[ She shakes her head a little bit, as if that speaks for itself. ]
The reminder comes as a welcome one since Jackson has a way of dragging her back to the same place she was last year when things began to spiral out of control. Her lips press together and she holds her tongue for a moment, warring with herself over how much to give up.
Finally, more softly, she relents, ] It's Jackson.
[ She shakes her head a little bit, as if that speaks for itself. ]
That wasn't always the plan.
[ It takes a lot to admit that. She gives a roll of her eyes, trying to make it look like she doesn't care, when really the gesture is more an attempt to fight back the emotions bubbling up within (bluff 19). ]
He didn't tell me until a couple days before they left. It's not like— [ Things weren't happy. She inclines her head, allowing Allison to fill that in for herself. ]
[ It takes a lot to admit that. She gives a roll of her eyes, trying to make it look like she doesn't care, when really the gesture is more an attempt to fight back the emotions bubbling up within (bluff 19). ]
He didn't tell me until a couple days before they left. It's not like— [ Things weren't happy. She inclines her head, allowing Allison to fill that in for herself. ]
[Allison had left for France pretty quickly after everything. She didn't get the chance to spend time with Lydia or be there to support her after everything. She knows that this is her chance to make up for it.]
Does he remember that or is it something the veil did?
Does he remember that or is it something the veil did?
I don't know.
[ And in a way, she looks helpless admitting it. Her shrug is simple as she moves inside of her room, out of the view of prying eyes. ]
I just got used to him being gone. [ Her eyes dart in Allison's direction, burning with the urge to allow tears to trickle out. She pushes through it without any apparent effort and her expression quickly returns to something normal. Bury it. ] We broke up. That's all there is to it.
[ And in a way, she looks helpless admitting it. Her shrug is simple as she moves inside of her room, out of the view of prying eyes. ]
I just got used to him being gone. [ Her eyes dart in Allison's direction, burning with the urge to allow tears to trickle out. She pushes through it without any apparent effort and her expression quickly returns to something normal. Bury it. ] We broke up. That's all there is to it.
[Allison moves toward Lydia, trying to urge her to come sit on the bed beside her.]
Do you think there's anything to try and unbreak? [Allison had known Jackson for a shorter time than Lydia had, but she hadn't been blind to the ups and downs of their relationship. Nothing is ever perfect, but she did see a lot more of the harder edges that Lydia had to take on when she'd been with Jackson. Granted, a lot of it could've been tied right into the mess of werewolves... which Lydia had been in the dark about.]
Actually, more important - is there anything you'd want to try and recover?
Do you think there's anything to try and unbreak? [Allison had known Jackson for a shorter time than Lydia had, but she hadn't been blind to the ups and downs of their relationship. Nothing is ever perfect, but she did see a lot more of the harder edges that Lydia had to take on when she'd been with Jackson. Granted, a lot of it could've been tied right into the mess of werewolves... which Lydia had been in the dark about.]
Actually, more important - is there anything you'd want to try and recover?
I don't know.
[ Honestly. She stares reluctantly at Allison, then moves to sit beside her, shoulders hunched. She hasn't let herself cry over Jackson. She doesn't want to go there again; she can remember crying about him too many times. But she can also remember good things. They were happy together. If they weren't, she wouldn't have been his anchor.
And it was never like what Allison had with Scott. She hadn't realized that there was a better state for relationships to be in, really, until she'd befriended Allison. Things with Jackson were pretty good until she'd gotten perspective on it. Now she's not sure if it's enough. ]
I just need time to think it through.
[ Honestly. She stares reluctantly at Allison, then moves to sit beside her, shoulders hunched. She hasn't let herself cry over Jackson. She doesn't want to go there again; she can remember crying about him too many times. But she can also remember good things. They were happy together. If they weren't, she wouldn't have been his anchor.
And it was never like what Allison had with Scott. She hadn't realized that there was a better state for relationships to be in, really, until she'd befriended Allison. Things with Jackson were pretty good until she'd gotten perspective on it. Now she's not sure if it's enough. ]
I just need time to think it through.
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