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Date: 2014-06-25 10:10 pm (UTC)
lefthandedgenius: (because the night)
From: [personal profile] lefthandedgenius
[She's still staring at him warily. There's a point at which you stop caring about whether someone thinks you're crazy.]

You're not a banshee. Or a werewolf. Or a kanima. What are you?

You're something.

[Boy does she know what that's like.]

Date: 2014-06-25 10:13 pm (UTC)
singcuckoo: (mind powers!)
From: [personal profile] singcuckoo
[Okay, lying less successful. Especially when faced with telepaths of some kind, which Lydia clearly is- or something close enough that it doesn't make a difference.

He sighs and raises his hands- a gesture to show he isn't going to harm her- and to remind himself of that, too.]

I'm a cuckoo. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I'm just here for the math.

Date: 2014-06-25 10:44 pm (UTC)
lefthandedgenius: (grumpy cat)
From: [personal profile] lefthandedgenius
[Her eyes roll heavenward.] Well that explains it. No wonder they were all freaking out. [Then,]

I'm a banshee. I just here for the math, too.

Date: 2014-06-25 10:48 pm (UTC)
singcuckoo: (straightening)
From: [personal profile] singcuckoo
Hence all the... [He vaguely gestures at his head] ...screaming?

['No wonder they were all freaking out'. Lydia obviously doesn't really get cuckoos if she's that calm, but this reaction is better than he could have expected.

He doesn't want to have to leave Beacon Hills. He likes it here, the college has so many math courses.]

Maybe we should get back to class.


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