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Before her death, before the fire even, Laura had been one of the more outgoing members of her pack, a part of her genuinely enjoying getting to know others. She liked to observe, she liked to listen, she liked being able to reach an understanding with them. To be an Alpha, to lead the Hales, Laura felt such a trait was important, being able to sympathize and effectively reach compromises one of the more complicated responsibilities she’d seen her mother take on. But since returning, Laura hadn’t been interested in socializing, preferring to keep to herself, spending most of her time at the cemetery or in the woods.

The woods was the place she felt most comfortable in. At that moment, while she waited for Armando to arrive so they could get in line for the haunted mansion, she truly wished she hadn’t agreed to attend and instead spend the night in the woods. A sigh left her nostrils, her thoughts interrupted when she sensed someone approaching. “You can go first,” she told the other, gesturing with her hand for him to step in front of her. “I’m waiting for someone.”

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Scott really didn’t want to be there, over the last few years having had more than enough horror to last a lifetime. But his packmates were there, so he had made himself go along, in a show of solidarity. But still, even as they’d gone on ahead, he was hanging around the outside, trying to psych himself into venturing further. He paced back and forth outside, something telling me that this was the better place to be. He just wasn’t sure if it was his werewolf senses or his nerves.

Hearing a voice addressing him though, he jumped, and as he looked up, his eyes grew wider, realising who the voice belonged to. It had been years since he’d last seen that face, and it hadn’t exactly been moving, but it was one that was seared into his memory.

“Laura??” He blurted out, before he cleared his throat, awkwardly. “I uh... I mean, it is Laura, right?” He stammered out. Did Derek know?

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“actually yeah, you’re pretty bad ass, huh?” josh hadn’t cared much for the rumours about allison’s friends, or rather, pack was it? he couldn’t pass judgment, not even as a hunter, because after all, wasn’t that near enough what the winchesters were now with an angel and a half on their side. “uh,” josh laughed, nodding his head, “yep, that would be… I don’t just go round knocking people’s teeth in by the way…”

“I try to be. Moreso if something threatens town, me and the pack try and stop it getting out of hand.” She explained. There was a time she felt awkward about saying she was part of the pack, the small part of her that had feared the disgust that would’ve come from her mom and Kate, but she wasn’t ashamed of it any more. She laughed as he confirmed it was him. “Well, you should probably get Dean to write you a better introduction then. Where’d you find them?”

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“ and where would the fun in that be? “ lucifer asked with a tilt of his head before motioning for another shot. “ it’s my club. my party. no reason not to let loose. “

“Ah, so you’re the host. Then by all means, drink the night away.” She shrugged. She knew her friends were coming to the party which was why she’d decided to come as well. “So what’s the party for? Or are takings just really low this month?”

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“ you do. “she didn’t really think twice about what had come out of her mouth. “ it’s not a big deal. “ it wasn’t as if malia put too much thought into her outfit. “ and you look nice. “

Allison laughed at Malia’s bluntness, not offended at all, but knowing it was just... Malia being Malia. “I didn’t really see myself as ‘devilish’ so I won’t take it personal. But thank you, it’s just... nice to be able to dress up for once. Something out of the ordinary.”

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joshua grinned widely, deciding to place his glass on a passing by tray, uninterested in the contents anymore, he could never be too cautious after all. “oh, right, uh – you’re dean and sam’s cousin, right? argent? I’m josh… I’m – a friend, I guess.”

“Yeah, Allison Argent. Hope you’ve only heard good things about me?” She joked, smiling a little. She put her own glass down, not wanting any alcohol to screw with her meds. “I won’t be offended if you haven’t, by the way, we’ve not been that close. Dean mentioned a ‘blonde kid who could knock my teeth in’ though, so I guess he was talking about you, right?”

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"Between you and Lydia, I feel like I’m sticking out really bad.” Allison frowned, looking down at her silvery-white dress. She hadn’t really put too much thought into her dress, but had wanted to make an effort. “It looks good on you though, Malia.”

“ white isn’t exactly my color. “ and maybe malia wanted to go with the first dress she saw that actually looked nice and it just turned out to be red. she wasn’t really sure she got the whole heaven and hell – saint and sinner thing anyway but she knew it was a party and it wasn’t one she was going to miss.

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Allison worked her way through the crowds until she reached the bar, ordering something virgin, and was about to move away and try and find her friends when she heard a voice, and she raised her glass as well, taking a sip. “Shouldn’t you pace yourself a little?” She asked.

just because lucifer was technically the host of this party didn’t mean that he wasn’t going to enjoy himself as well which was why he found himself at the bar. “ bottoms up. “ he raised his glass in a cheers motion before downing the contents.

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josh looked up at the girl and gave her a small smile, evidently still a little caught off guard by any stranger approaching him, naturally assuming that they had the worst intentions, or were an angel in disguise waiting to tear him apart. he rubbed the back of his neck and nodded, “sure, there’s gotta be at least one alternative, right?” joshua looked around, managing a small laugh, “maybe not,” he added, looking towards a particularly rowdy bunch of drunks.

“Well, one can hope otherwise I’m going thirsty tonight.” She laughed, shrugging her shoulders. She looked over at the drunks, shaking her head. “I guess they started early...” She looked back at the other, an apologetic smile on her face. “I’m the worst at introductions, sorry. I’m Allison.”

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Allison wrinkled her nose at the drink she handed, seeing someone do similar, and approaching them. “Yeah, definitely not poison but definitely way more alcohol than I can manage.” She laughed, sadly. “Think they’re serving anything non-alcoholic?”

he wasn’t too sure what the drink was that had been placed in his hand as soon as he entered the building. joshua sniffed at the contents of the glass, his nose wrinkling as the strong scent of alcohol touched his nose, what the hell, right? he took a cautious sip, trying to distract himself from the intense atmosphere around him and everything that had happened in the past few days. 

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“It depends, with how things seem to be turning out I wouldn’t expect the town to remain calm for much longer.” Which was an evasive way of basically saying yes, because he was a terrible liar being that he never found much of a point to it. “For now however things are…contained but I would watch out for the demons that will be roaming the town…they tend to prove quite the nuisance.” He had promised his brother he wouldn’t go around killing his demons but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to leave people clueless, they deserved to be able to defend themselves. 

“Great....” She sighed, rubbing her eye - of course Beacon Falls couldn’t stay quiet for long, it was way too much to ask for. She frowned at the mention of demons, a hand instinctively going to the scar left by the oni. “So long as they’re not the Japanese folklore kind of demon, I guess I can keep an eye out.” She muttered, sighing. “I’m friends with the local werewolf pack, so I’ll get them to keep an eye out as well. There’s safety in numbers after all, right?”

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“Neither did I,” Derek admitted, brow furrowing slightly. “Our goals just happened to align.” Maybe their families had finally reached an understanding after battling the nogitsune, maybe they both truly only wanted to protect Beacon Falls, or maybe both of them had just gotten way too tired to continue hating each other. The wolf wasn’t sure, putting too much thought into it making the whole situation seem absurd and honestly quite unsettling considering their history. Their legacies, the fire, the hunts, the bite–could all of that truly be put aside? Could all of those that were left truly forgive what each of them had done to one another in the past?

The answers were somehow easier when it came to Chris, doubt far more prominent when Allison was the subject.

“I borrowed it.” Derek smirked, his eyebrows rising and relaxing again. “Leather is more of my style anyways.” He noted how Allison’s jacket wasn’t enough to withstand the cold weather, letting out a sigh as he shouldered off his. “Besides, looks like it doesn’t do it’s job very well.” He offered her his jacket, stopping once they reached the concession stand he’d been working on. “Why not go and enjoy with them?” He rolled his eyes at the Santa comment. “I thought bad comedy was Stiles’ territory.”

“Well make sure you don’t borrow my things again, I nearly had a heart attack when I thought I’d lost it.” She chuckled, amazed at the idea of her being able to smile and laugh with Derek Hale of all people. She wasn’t used to the two of them not being at each other’s throats, so it’d definitely take a lot of getting used to. Still, she let out a huff as he held out his jacket, shaking her head.

“It’s warm, it’s just not.... warm enough for the weather.” She shrugged. “I can’t take your jacket, Derek, for one it doesn’t suit me, and two, it kinda feels a little weird owing you a favour.” She smirked, trying to lighten the mood, even as she shivered a little at the cold - the hot drink had stopped working now they were at the concession stand. She leant against the stall, and shrugged. “No reason, they’re just kind of doing their own thing, it’s fine.” It was a weak excuse when really she didn’t want the sympathetic looks and awkward conversations. “Why aren’t you socialising then, huh? You must have more than one friend in town.”