hey old friend, whadaya say old friend

[beanchaointe]

[Stiles has told Lydia several times that she doesn't need to stay in Mystic Falls. She's refusing to listen. Things are starting to get worse here, and whatever impending storm is coming is going to be here soon. She puts herself out and about in town when she can, trying to see if she can catch something that might give her a clearer idea of what's going to happen.

What she isn't expecting, is to run into a familiar face.

She's having another text argument with Stiles about her current life choices when she catches a familiar set of cheek bones out of the corner of her eye. She turns towards them, eyes narrowing before she asks:]

Jackson?

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[unforgivably]

Compelling him won't matter. What we need is an inside man.

( While Jackson pulls out his phone, Damon decides to take something upon himself and heads past everyone and back down the steps.

Someone will probably want to stop him.

Jackson however, very briefly, smiles to himself.

"Dinner party turned attack mystery. Lydia and I met the locals.
What do you need for a locator spell? )

[somanyadjectives]

[Yeah, Stefan will get on that before turning and following after his brother.]

Damon ...

[Alexander's response doesn't take long to come: A map and thing of the person's. The more personal the better. Why? You need me to find someone?]

[illtempered]

( Maybe. Not trying to use you for only your magic.
Not trying to use you.

Jackson just glances up, Buffy following down after Stefan and Damon.

Damon doesn't stop, ripping into his wrist as he hits the bottom step. Katherine doesn't have time as, mid-sip, she watches Damon tear his head back and shove his wrist at the hunter's mouth. )

[somanyadjectives]

[Let's discuss in person. Where can we meet?

Stefan puts on some speed when he sees that happening, catching his brother in the chest and shoving him backwards before he can seal the deal on that particular choice.]

Are you out of your mind? How is turning him going to --

[And before he can finish that question, a haunting scream splits the air. The hunter goes cold, almost as though he realizes what it is, believing it to be for him.]

[unforgivably]

( They already have people here, so Jackson just drops a pin. What's one more person, and a witch that could help them.

Damon is pushed back, knocked up against his pool table. Ouch, brother.

He watches his brother look up and toward the upper window. Sorry, Stefan. He vampire speeds to the hunter and twists his neck. She screamed, after all.

Upstairs, everyone looks.

Jackson speaks: Someone's dead. )