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[She's not sure where this conversation is even going anymore... and she's trying not to be slightly insulted at the implication that he wouldn't have been really determined to make-out with her - except she just tried to diffuse the whole remark she had made about him being her first kiss if she hadn't dated Sam. It's all very confusing now and she'd just like it to stop.

Her arms fold across her chest and she just gives him a Look.]

[Isaac rolls his eyes.]

I'm teasing you. Come on.

[She's still not impressed.]

Besides, we [There's gesturing between the two of them.] already made-out. It's right in there with all of the things that happened about two hours before I showed back here.

Oh- you remember that then.

[He laughs, trying to lighten the mood a little.]

We should compare notes. Timelines, I mean- not kissing.

Notes to compare would be... Kanima - not Lydia, still alive, still probably unaware.

[She shrugs, crossing the room and dropping down onto the couch.]

It got out, because Scott was in trouble and so Derek made the choice to break the ash line and go after him. It's not lost on me that he trapped us in with the Kanima and its master, either. Hindsight, I guess.

Was Derek even in on the whole mountain ash thing?

[Isaac just sighs.]

Either way, we lived, didn't we? Jackson is the Kanima. Matt... was the master, but he doesn't live very long after the rave. Things kind of get worse before they get better.

Yeah, it just sucks that being back home I don't remember any of this. I could've saved everyone a lot of trouble. Shown up. Ruined all the surprises. Saved the day.

[She shrugs.] Or I would've been locked up. Who knows.

[Isaac finds himself laughing at that, despite himself.]

Be one of those superheroes you like? I think you'd make a good Wonder Woman.

With my lasso of truth? [She shrugs. If only she could use it on Derek.] Maybe.

The outfit would be a bit cold.

Hey, you're a werewolf. I'm sure you could figure something out.

[Either way, crisis temporarily averted.]

Maybe. [She slouches further down on the couch, moving to tug the hem of her very short skirt. Stupid rave outfit.]

I'm all wound up. Even with hanging out with Santana and Sam, I feel like I'm still supposed to be going a million miles an hour.

Really?

[Isaac leans down a little so he's a little closer to her. His eyes are shining with a certain mischievousness, the corner of his lips pulling back in a smirk.]

I'm sure we could think of some sort of hell to raise.

Yeah? [Her eyebrow lifts with curiosity.]

I could be up for something less "staying in tonight".

Any ideas?

[Isaac grins.]

I heard that some petty vandalism might bring color back to the natives. So really, a few bricks through the windows would be helping them.

[Oh, Isaac, such a horrible influence on our little Erica. She was so kind and sweet and now... well...]

Well, we wouldn't want to deprive anyone of a chance to regain their color.

Good. God, I've been waiting for you to be up for petty vandalism.

[Isaac grins and holds a hand out to her. My lady!]

You make it sound like I was holding you back. [She's teasing, though it does feel a bit like how she thought it was supposed to. Everyone waiting for her to just catch up, already.]

I should change, first. [She takes his hand and stands up.]

Alright. See you in a few.

[Isaac lets go once she's up and smiles encouragingly at her, before moving off to do his own thing and get his stuff in order before they go.]

[And she changes, and they go and it is a reckless youth gone wild montage of sorts.]

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