*squishes face*
ngh. TWO OF YOU.
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“It’s not as much fun if they don’t catch us. I want betrayal, rage, not just confusion,” Summer muttered, sulkily. “She let me in because she was tired of control. Tired of hiding, of being afraid, of not taking risks. I’m hardly having to fight her at all.” A truly ugly smile curved her mouth. “We’re a unit, unlike you and your fragile human.”
“Fine then, get yourself some recognition. I’m going to stick to the main plan. Me and my mate have decided exactly how this is going to go down. They already know who he resides in, but I’m going to lay dormant for just a little while longer. And then, when we’re ready, betrayal will come swift.” The Nogitsune played with the edges of her nails.
“If you’ve already decided how it will go, what do you need me for?” She tapped her fingers, straight and stiff, on the steering wheel to a beat only she could hear. “Or were you planning to use us for cannon fodder? Betray us too? You didn’t even bother to find out what this one could do on her own, did you? And now I’m in control, and she cooperates. What’s to stop me betraying you?”
“I have shields,” she said briefly, tapping the quartz disc. “It’s … ” Summer hesitated, trying to fit words around it. “It’s the way you felt when you said he’s possessed. You’re upset, you feel helpless, but you — the bewilderment isn’t the same. It’s really hard to explain.” Her hands shifted on the table, making shapes as she tried to translate things that had no relationship to ordinary senses into words.
“I just know this isn’t new to you. This particular bit of it, maybe, yeah. But as a whole?” She shook her head.
“What kind of shields?” Allison was fully intrigued now. She looked unblinking at the girl in front of her and tried to wrap her mind around what she was saying. The fact that she knew exactly how she felt was disconcerting, but at the same time quite interesting.
“Well that is something.”
How did you explain something to someone who didn’t share the same set of senses as you? She made gestures again, trying to illustrate the concepts. “Shields, like walls. Around my mind. The way rooms can be sound-proofed, or insulated? It’s a bit … not like that at all, in ways … ” Summer made a face at her hands and her ineffectual explanation. “Anyway. I believe you. About the possession. So what is it you think you should be able to do, that you aren’t already doing?”
“No, I’m — well, I go to college here. I’m from the south.” Summer exaggerated her slight accent a little. “I think I first saw you at the big lacrosse game last winter. The championship?” Carefully, she didn’t mention all the other things going on at that game.
“After that, it felt like I was seeing you everywhere. The grocery store, the park, the mall, the vet’s … you, um, had a boyfriend then, I think. Tall, dark-haired? I asked the vet about you.” Awkwardly, she clasped and unclasped her hands in her lap. “I know it seems a little stalkerish … “
“Oh fun, I’ve been down there once or twice with my dad on business,” Allison nodded twirling the wand in and out of her hair. “Yes, I believe it was the championship.” She set it down for a moment and put some hairspray on the roots to make sure they didn’t unravel.
“Really? I don’t think I’ve actually seen you around before,” she mused. She thought that with Summer’s hair colour that she would have noticed before. But maybe she missed it. “Yeah, if I hadn’t actually had a stalker at one point, I would say so too.”
Summer mused, “Until you’re actually looking for someone, you don’t usually see them. The world is funny that way.” She blinked a little at Allison’s comment about already having had a stalker. “It’s also odd how much information you can end up picking up about someone without even meaning to. Like, I know you do something athletic, but it’s not a school thing.”
“What,” Summer inquired, “makes you think I could be kept in jail, even assuming they got me that far?” She turned the car sharply, cutting across the turn just under the red light. “But fine. We’ll do it your way. This time.” Another flickering glance, green eyes sharp, and she added, “If you plan to keep spreading us among the humans, you might want to check that the ones you choose are actually human.”
“Maybe they can’t but that’s not the point. Not getting caught is the main objective here.” The Nogitsune cast a side glance over at the other girl and shook her head. “Well, I’m glad you’ve decided to see the light. And anyway, the ones who are not so human have a little more power. I had hoped it would also mean more self control.”
“It’s not as much fun if they don’t catch us. I want betrayal, rage, not just confusion,” Summer muttered, sulkily. “She let me in because she was tired of control. Tired of hiding, of being afraid, of not taking risks. I’m hardly having to fight her at all.” A truly ugly smile curved her mouth. “We’re a unit, unlike you and your fragile human.”
Glancing around, Summer took up a perch on the edge of the wide bed, letting her tiny bag slide down to rest at her feet. “So, um. Anything you want to ask?” She tried not to stare too obviously, hoping that her expression was controlled. God, Allison was so beautiful, and without even trying Summer could feel the quick flick of her mind and controlled arc of emotions.
She wanted to get up and take the curling iron from Allison’s hand, fix the huntress’s hair herself. Run her hands over those shoulders, kneel at her feet and hold her shoe — Summer shook herself mentally. “Anything at all?”
Allison took the curling wand that Lydia had gotten for her, because apparently curling irons are outdated, and started to wrap a strand of hair around it. ”Yeah, actually. How did you know who I am? I haven’t exactly seen you around here before. Are you new to Beacon Hills?”
She unraveled her hair from the wand and looked over to make sure that it was perfect before taking another strand and repeating the process.
“No, I’m — well, I go to college here. I’m from the south.” Summer exaggerated her slight accent a little. “I think I first saw you at the big lacrosse game last winter. The championship?” Carefully, she didn’t mention all the other things going on at that game.
“After that, it felt like I was seeing you everywhere. The grocery store, the park, the mall, the vet’s … you, um, had a boyfriend then, I think. Tall, dark-haired? I asked the vet about you.” Awkwardly, she clasped and unclasped her hands in her lap. “I know it seems a little stalkerish … “
Summer looked at Allison for a long moment, tongue flicking at her lip. Voice low, she said, “I’m going to tell you something. In exchange for what you’re telling me. Trusting me with. So you know I can be trusted, and that I believe you.”
Reaching up, she unclasped a silver figaro chain from around her neck, and laid it, and the crystal quartz charm it bore, on the table. When she spoke again, a deeper strain was evident in her face and body. “I’m an empath. I can sense your emotions. Your honesty. And I do think that if our places were switched, you would believe me. Because I can tell that this isn’t your first brush with — extraordinary things.”
The huntress’ brows shot up with the girl’s next words. She had never heard of an empath before. But it didn’t surprise her that there were other things out there besides werewolves, considering the discovery of werecoyotes and durachs.
“So…you can tell what people are feeling just by being around them? That sounds like it would be…overwhelming,” Allison mused out loud, watching as Summer laid the necklace down on the table. “But, how can you tell that this isn’t my first encounter with the supernatural?”
“I have shields,” she said briefly, tapping the quartz disc. “It’s … ” Summer hesitated, trying to fit words around it. “It’s the way you felt when you said he’s possessed. You’re upset, you feel helpless, but you — the bewilderment isn’t the same. It’s really hard to explain.” Her hands shifted on the table, making shapes as she tried to translate things that had no relationship to ordinary senses into words.
“I just know this isn’t new to you. This particular bit of it, maybe, yeah. But as a whole?” She shook her head.
The little car purred to life under Summer’s expert touch. “Oh no no, that’s not how this is going to work. I want that personal betrayal. If you want me to do this,” her voice dropped, harsh and demanding instead of sweetly cruel, “you’re going to have to give me someone you know. After all, there’s no one here for me.” Green eyes glinted under the passing streetlights as she gave the brunette a sidelong glance. “Did you really think you were going to control me once you let me in?”
“That,” the girl said icily, “is not part of the plan quite yet.” She slightly regretted showing this one how to make the turn. Summer was going to have to learn how to control her impulses. “If you want to stay secret and not get caught, you need to follow my lead. Because I’m not going to save your ass if you end up in jail.”
“What,” Summer inquired, “makes you think I could be kept in jail, even assuming they got me that far?” She turned the car sharply, cutting across the turn just under the red light. “But fine. We’ll do it your way. This time.” Another flickering glance, green eyes sharp, and she added, “If you plan to keep spreading us among the humans, you might want to check that the ones you choose are actually human.”
“Oh, yeah, sure.” Summer came in and looked around the foyer awkwardly. “I guess … your bedroom is down the hall?”
“Yes it is,” she nodded, shutting the door behind Summer. “Follow me,” Allison smiled and walked to her room. She sat back where she was in front of the mirror and continued to curl her hair. “Make yourself comfortable.”
Glancing around, Summer took up a perch on the edge of the wide bed, letting her tiny bag slide down to rest at her feet. “So, um. Anything you want to ask?” She tried not to stare too obviously, hoping that her expression was controlled. God, Allison was so beautiful, and without even trying Summer could feel the quick flick of her mind and controlled arc of emotions.
She wanted to get up and take the curling iron from Allison’s hand, fix the huntress’s hair herself. Run her hands over those shoulders, kneel at her feet and hold her shoe — Summer shook herself mentally. “Anything at all?”
Summer dangled her keys from one finger. “I’m driving. I want to go inside. All that pain, all that anguish — I need to /touch/ it. I need to see their eyes when they realise I’m their destruction.” She opened the car door and slung herself inside. “What flourishes would you like to add? Who should we go find?”
A glint of dark amusement appeared in the huntress’s eyes. ”That sounds absolutely perfect,” the girl purred, an evil smile working its way across her lips. ”No one specific. Let’s just wreak some havoc.” The not-Allison laughed as she slid into the car.
The little car purred to life under Summer’s expert touch. “Oh no no, that’s not how this is going to work. I want that personal betrayal. If you want me to do this,” her voice dropped, harsh and demanding instead of sweetly cruel, “you’re going to have to give me someone you know. After all, there’s no one here for me.” Green eyes glinted under the passing streetlights as she gave the brunette a sidelong glance. “Did you really think you were going to control me once you let me in?”