Lydia Martin

what am i? a nun? • junior at MIT, banshee, fashionista, California native stuck in Massachusetts, the usual. #TeenWolf #RP

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH Of this...or the only person who could help her. "Please wait a second!" She said, hurrying to catch up with him.]

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH bar, following the familiar figure. "Derek!!" She called, hoping to stop him before he stepped into his vehicle. Either he was the cause-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH face. "He wouldn't...he couldn't be doing this..." Lydia whispered to herself, quickly throwing a 20 down on the bar as she ran out of the-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH breaking out, she quickly turned her full attention to the scene behind her...a couple of guys that were always here...and a very familiar-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH crowd hung out in this bar, but they never bothered her. This bar was a place for bikers and college kids. Hearing the sounds of a fight-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH She was shook up. This all wasn't supposed to be happening. Not here. Hearing a scuffle behind her, she turned her head. She knew a rough-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH [Lydia's notes blurred together before her eyes as she finished yet another drink. Usually she tried keeping her drinking to a minimum, but-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH Innocent people die. Not after Beacon Hills. Not after everything she had been through. This was not going to ruin her new life.]

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH pulling out her notebook, taking notes on some of the articles. Despite not wanting to get pulled back into this, she couldn't let any more-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH could not help a struggling wolf stop. But she knew she had to try. downing her drink, she ordered another and an order of mozzarella sticks

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH Own? She was intelligent and knew a lot about werewolves, but she wasn't Scott and she wasn't Derek Hale, whatever had happened to him. She-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH Headline stated, giving Lydia a laugh. "Just a lone wolf...probably new..." she said, frowning a bit. How could she take care of this on her

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH her lips as she read the headlines, all of them recent. A "serial killer" making their way across the country "possibly a cannibal." One-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH Was in a fog as she slipped her iPad out of her bag, taking a sip of a drink before googling "animal like killings", a small gasp escaping-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH Well, ever. "Vodka tonic for my favorite redhead, you got it." He grinned at her and Lydia managed to give him a weak smile back. Her head-

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@DireDerekH Here and this bar was their place of choice. "Hey, jake. My usual, please" she said to the kind older gentleman who had owned this bar for-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH bar famous for serving underage college students. Although her roommate was a bit cool towards her, Lydia had made a small circle of friends

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH Something she found a bit disturbing, especially since most were 3 years older than her. Hurrying up the street, Lydia walked into the local

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH [Lydia knew she should go back to the library to study. MIT was more difficult than high school, but she was still ahead of her peers-

[Lydia Martin @RedPhantasm]

@DireDerekH Doing this? And why was everything she had tried to run away from following her?]