four { video } hypnotizability

[lurings]

[ abigail is at the bait shop, sitting behind the counter. beside her is a rack of fish themed valentine's and little pink stuffed fish. ]

I was unaware there were so many fish puns that related to Valentine's Day. So... Hook, Line and Tinker is having a sale. By sale... I mean sale. Everything must go. Please take these off my hands. This was a horrible mistake and I regret my life choices.

[ /stares at camera like jim halpert. boy, does she ever. she will probably give them away free if you buy a pack of gum. how are she and will in business still? well, she's actually a really good saleswoman when it comes down to it.

just not right now. when cutesy fish are making cutesy faces at her. ]

Unrelated to flirty flounders, someone asked me about... well, basically about this place and I realized I've been kind of willingly ignorant to anything that's going on around me. I've read the FAQ, but is there anything else I should know?

[ you'd think after three months in a basement she would want to know more, but nope. at least she does now. only took six months. shut up, she's dead. she had to deal with that for a while. ]

Also, small show of hands -- I hope it's small -- who else is dead in their worlds?

[ so casual. she gives the camera a brief, wry smile and cuts out. ]

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[lurings]

[ allison. oh. ]

I'm dead. I was his expert opinion. [ she drags a hand though her hair, annoyance dropping to give way for the fact that she's worried about stiles. ] Why does he think it's his fault that she died?

[altercate]

[ there's a long pause. ]

I shouldn't tell you about that. Have you asked him?

[lurings]

I just heard about it.

[ huffing out a sigh, she sweeps the phone off the counter and stalks away from the register. every movement speaks to her agitation. she, however, doesn't speak again until she's tucked away in the back room, using a box as a chair. ]

It doesn't matter, you don't need to tell me. It's -- [ mountain ash. it's beacon hills stuff. not to be talked about. ] -- whatever. But now you know he feels that way.

[ so fix it, basically. ]

[altercate]

It's not his fault.

[ is all derek says for a moment, tone quiet. ]

We're working on it. But you know how he is.

[ and derek knows how guilt is, how it's not something anyone can really reason with. ]

[lurings]

I'm. [ whatever words she was going to spit out dry up on her tongue and her mouth closes, frustration etched across her pale features. ]

I hate your town.

[altercate]

You're not the first person to say that.

[ because what does derek even say? it's his home. he doesn't know if he hates it, if he ever hated it. ]

[lurings]

[ abigail feels that way about her dad. and hannibal. ]

I'm worried about him. His dad is here. Allison is here but she's dead in the future. What if --

[ what if the next person has been dead for a while? like his mom. ]

What if he dad leaves, like Scott did. He's going to be crushed. I want him to be happy, but giving him all this just means there is more for him to lose.

[altercate]

[ wow, isn't that a painfully familiar sentiment. derek's silent for a long moment. ]

We can't control who stays and goes. We just--we make sure he's happy with it in the moment. That's all we can do, Abigail.

[lurings]

[ she presses her lips together, thoughtful. ]

It doesn't feel like enough. Do you want a fish?