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Aug. 7th, 2016 03:25 pm "Of course it's fucking Jackson." Lydia's tone was tart as she pressed down on Erica's stomach with the ball of her foot, speaking directly to Derek. "That wasn't obvious? I assume you were the one that bit him." Her smile turned acid and her voice dripped scorn. "And I'm not afraid of you. You sent your betas in after me because you were too much of a coward to do your own dirty work."
She shrugged. "Me I'm just immune. And I've..." Her flinch was tiny although possibly not too tiny for a small pack of werewolves to pick up on. Her tone, suddenly, from dripping scorn and venom became utterly casual. "nothing to worry about at all. No supernatural problems." And if people didn't pick up on that that was their problem. But she couldn't say more.
So she turned to the tear stained Erica who had been hit by both Kanima venom and blended wolfsbane, pressing down harder. "And you? You think you can depose me socially. Even with superpowers you couldn't beat me physically. And Allison throws me around like a rag doll." She tried to keep the frustration out of her voice, but knew she hadn't succeeded.
She shrugged. "Me I'm just immune. And I've..." Her flinch was tiny although possibly not too tiny for a small pack of werewolves to pick up on. Her tone, suddenly, from dripping scorn and venom became utterly casual. "nothing to worry about at all. No supernatural problems." And if people didn't pick up on that that was their problem. But she couldn't say more.
So she turned to the tear stained Erica who had been hit by both Kanima venom and blended wolfsbane, pressing down harder. "And you? You think you can depose me socially. Even with superpowers you couldn't beat me physically. And Allison throws me around like a rag doll." She tried to keep the frustration out of her voice, but knew she hadn't succeeded.
