Not to the point of giving it all away - though she's certainly been tempted - but she's enjoyed Damon's company. She's enjoyed the time they've spent together. And she's about eighty percent convinced that being with him probably wouldn't resemble some of the bad moves she's made in the past.
But she's also enjoyed making him work for it, playing the edge of too much and not enough and hoping that he doesn't get too frustrated in the process. So far, he hasn't been strung too far along, but she knows that it's a very fine line she's walking.
Pausing in front of cross-section between the games, the food and the rides, she turns back to face him, keeping her hand in his.]
Food first or rides first?
[Because yes, Lydia Martin does enough carnival rides. She wore her hair up expressly for this purpose so she can still look cute while the rides worked against her.]
[They stand at the gates of the carnival, bracing themselves for the cacophany of sound, lights and smells that are waiting for them within. Caroline and Ryan had left them at the gate, reminding them that she's a text away if they happen to need her, but Cora could read between the lines that she and Ryan were really hoping that they wouldn't need her.
And they won't. Between her and Scott, they'd be able to keep an eye on Stiles, and as long as they stuck together, they will hopefully be able to make it through this without anyone getting eaten.
She glances over to Stiles, standing between her and Scott, and gives him a hopeful look. "You ready?"
[Elena's at work and Allison is getting Isaac and the rest of the transplants from Europe settled in so Dean commandeered his brother for some normal family bonding time. The idea of going to the carnival wasn't a bad one at the time. They we've been playing the odds of carnival games since they were kids, and it's probably one of the few bright spots in the sea of crappy childhood memories.
But when Dean sits down in front of him with a pile of food, Sam can't help but raise a questioning eyebrow.]
[As much as the pack house is nice, Mia isn't sure they were prepared for the Queens crashing their party. It's for the best that she and William aren't tripping all over them, and it's better to give Isaac some pack time. It's clear from the way they're greeted how much they've missed him.
After leaving William to get settled, Mia heads out into the streets to start to get the lay of the land of the town she's heard so much about. Ideally, the plan is to bring back dinner when she's done, but things get cut short when she turns on the sidewalk and sees a pair of very familiar faces.]
[As much as Ezra is not Elena's favorite person right now, they still have to work together.
It isn't that she doesn't like him, or that she even hates him. She knows that it likely comes across that way, given how cold she's been in the days that followed, but it's more that she's trying to sort through what to do with the lies that sit between them. Trying to figure out how much of it is real, and how much was a carefully crafted facade to gain her trust.
But, as much as she would prefer to avoid him, she still needs to work with him, and when Ezra happens to be neurology doc on call, she still pages him to radiology when she needs his help. Whatever's happening between them, she's not going to let it affect her patients.
She glances up when the door to the tiny viewing room opens, and she offers him a small smile in return.]
[If anyone tried to call her out on actually liking Derek, she probably would have rolled her eyes and ignored it. But to say the answer was outright no would be a lie. She's certainly intrigued by him, and they have the kind of relationship forged in fire that only the supernatural can provide.
She's trying not to be overly obvious about it either, the intrigue and the fact that she's been single for a while. Elijah's not coming back. The two of them are done, and Hope's been trying to get her to move on for years. It's something she could get behind.
The problem is, Derek's hard to read. She's still feeling out if he feels the same, so clearly the answer is to spend more time with him until she does. Which is why she wanders into the bayou one night and flashes him a smile.]
[By the time everything is tied up with the cops, all that remains on the midway is the carnies getting ready to break things down and shut down for the night. They could walk a bit faster to get to the car, but Lydia chooses to linger, keeping Damon's hand in hers as they wander down the center of the carnival, with the ghosts of their earlier evening.
She stops near one of the game booths, before giving his hand a squeeze.]
Sorry, by the way. For wandering off for a dead body.
[Never let it be said that Isaac isn't led by his stomach. He and Allison had had a good time tonight, exploring Mystic Falls and getting his bearings. He had a meal at the Grille, and was in the process of contemplating seeing if Bonnie wanted to go on a late night stroll, when he smells food cooking in the kitchen.
Naturally, he felt the need to investigate.
As he wanders down to the kitchen, he goes to peer over Scott's shoulder to see what he's cooking.]
[When Scott, Cora and Stiles get back to the house, Caroline is sitting on the front porch. She wasn't kidding when she said that she and Stiles needed to talk, and she takes her vampire mentorship very seriously. She gives them all a wave, and tips her head to the side to look at Stiles.]
Got a minute?
[Cora looks at Scott, before glancing back to Stiles.
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Not to the point of giving it all away - though she's certainly been tempted - but she's enjoyed Damon's company. She's enjoyed the time they've spent together. And she's about eighty percent convinced that being with him probably wouldn't resemble some of the bad moves she's made in the past.
But she's also enjoyed making him work for it, playing the edge of too much and not enough and hoping that he doesn't get too frustrated in the process. So far, he hasn't been strung too far along, but she knows that it's a very fine line she's walking.
Pausing in front of cross-section between the games, the food and the rides, she turns back to face him, keeping her hand in his.]
Food first or rides first?
[Because yes, Lydia Martin does enough carnival rides. She wore her hair up expressly for this purpose so she can still look cute while the rides worked against her.]
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And they won't. Between her and Scott, they'd be able to keep an eye on Stiles, and as long as they stuck together, they will hopefully be able to make it through this without anyone getting eaten.
She glances over to Stiles, standing between her and Scott, and gives him a hopeful look. "You ready?"
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But when Dean sits down in front of him with a pile of food, Sam can't help but raise a questioning eyebrow.]
Are you really going to eat all of that?
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After leaving William to get settled, Mia heads out into the streets to start to get the lay of the land of the town she's heard so much about. Ideally, the plan is to bring back dinner when she's done, but things get cut short when she turns on the sidewalk and sees a pair of very familiar faces.]
Dad?!
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It isn't that she doesn't like him, or that she even hates him. She knows that it likely comes across that way, given how cold she's been in the days that followed, but it's more that she's trying to sort through what to do with the lies that sit between them. Trying to figure out how much of it is real, and how much was a carefully crafted facade to gain her trust.
But, as much as she would prefer to avoid him, she still needs to work with him, and when Ezra happens to be neurology doc on call, she still pages him to radiology when she needs his help. Whatever's happening between them, she's not going to let it affect her patients.
She glances up when the door to the tiny viewing room opens, and she offers him a small smile in return.]
Hi. Thanks for coming.
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She's trying not to be overly obvious about it either, the intrigue and the fact that she's been single for a while. Elijah's not coming back. The two of them are done, and Hope's been trying to get her to move on for years. It's something she could get behind.
The problem is, Derek's hard to read. She's still feeling out if he feels the same, so clearly the answer is to spend more time with him until she does. Which is why she wanders into the bayou one night and flashes him a smile.]
Busy?
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She stops near one of the game booths, before giving his hand a squeeze.]
Sorry, by the way. For wandering off for a dead body.
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Naturally, he felt the need to investigate.
As he wanders down to the kitchen, he goes to peer over Scott's shoulder to see what he's cooking.]
Smells good.
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Got a minute?
[Cora looks at Scott, before glancing back to Stiles.
"We'll be inside."]
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