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chester snapdragon-mcfisticuffs. ([personal profile] eppy) wrote in [community profile] ataraxioff2013-04-28 04:35 pm

THE MOTHERFUCKING TEST DRIVE MEME STRIKES BACK



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[personal profile] mathematically 2013-04-28 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Three jumps, that's how long Lydia hasn't been anywhere near Allison. She can tell everyone that because in the time Allison wasn't here she managed to lose Jackson, have a breakdown and well generally speaking it's been a rough few months. The only tiny bright side is Peter dying and Lydia being possibly the most morbid person on the planet and having his wolf teeth on the same necklace she has Jackson's key on.

To say that Lydia is pleased to see Allison would be an understatement because yes, she's made friends of sorts here, but Allison is her best friend and she's missed her and all it takes is hearing that voice shouting and Lydia throws caution to the wind and throws the idea of Proper Lydia Martin Behavior out the window and manages to run ( and nearly slide onto the floor because thank you blue goo ) and maybe just kind of hugs Allison lie she hasn't seen her in months.

She'll deal with explaining in a second, but she just wants this tiny hug first. ]


Tell me your name is Allison Argent or I am going to tell you to forget I ever just did that.
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[personal profile] braces 2013-04-29 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Allison still hasn't gotten her bearings and this 'tiny hug' almost knocks her back flat on her ass. The good doesn't really help.

It's taking awhile for the disorientation to wear off. Being in space is no easy thing. For a moment, she wonders who this person is that's hugging her. Then she hears that soprano voice, catches a look from those sharp eyes, and takes in all that strawberry blonde hair.

She knows this girl. ]


Lydia? [ She asks, astonished now. ]

What are you doing here? What's going on?

[ Oh yeah, as for what she said, Allison gives a half laugh out of an attempt at normal but more from nervousness. ]

Of course it's me. Who else would it be?