[When Allison answers the message, her eyes have already flared gold, fangs just visible as she sneers at the battered visage on her screen. As always, the sight of Lydia brings a sharp, wistful pang of regret for what once was...for what could have been.
Using Lydia the way she had on her arrival in Beacon Hills was, very possibly, Allison's single greatest sorrow. For a time, they'd been friends. They'd even grown close...but after Scott cursed her with the Bite, after Allison arrived to find a monster greater than the one she'd known back home...
She wishes she could feel more vindicated by the scratched and sullied image in her comm, but all she can feel is pity and anger.]
What do you want, Martin? [Her voice is cold, her tone hard.] I don't know where Scott is, I'm not going to kill him, and I am not going to help you.
[With a sneer, she moves as if to cut off the feed.]
day two - private video
Using Lydia the way she had on her arrival in Beacon Hills was, very possibly, Allison's single greatest sorrow. For a time, they'd been friends. They'd even grown close...but after Scott cursed her with the Bite, after Allison arrived to find a monster greater than the one she'd known back home...
She wishes she could feel more vindicated by the scratched and sullied image in her comm, but all she can feel is pity and anger.]
What do you want, Martin? [Her voice is cold, her tone hard.] I don't know where Scott is, I'm not going to kill him, and I am not going to help you.
[With a sneer, she moves as if to cut off the feed.]