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[When the video comes on, there's some fumbling and muttering - 'I got it, I got it' - right before the entire thing tumbles over and cuts out. When it comes on again, the video is steady and Scott is backing away with his hands up like that's the only thing keeping the communicator steady. He stops next to Stiles, shooting him a grin.]

Told you it'd stay.

[They're dressed in their lacrosse gear, maroon jerseys with 'Beacon Hills' across the front. Scott scoops up his stick from the ground, and plants the butt in the dirt beside him.]

We're officially getting a Barge lacrosse league.

[Because how many of you need a distraction??? Scott sure does.

And so does Stiles. He immensely needs a distraction, and lacrosse seems like a pretty healthy thing for him to channel his energy into and focus on. He leans against Scott and looks at the communicator -- which is inevitably going to fall at some point.]

And before you say you don't know how to play, or you've never heard of lacrosse, that's okay. We'll tell you everything you need to know. Scott here is the captain of the team back home in Beacon Hills and I am no longer just warming the bench.

[He grins. Scott matches it, nodding enthusiastically.]

Yeah, totally. I know a few of you are already down, and the rest of you - I'll come sing outside your door, okay, don't make me do it. We're in the CES, we've got the door, like, propped open with a rock. [A really big rock that he had to lug over.] I've got plenty of gear, so we can start right away. And everyone's welcome! Inmate, warden, whatever. So come and--shit!

[The inevitable has come, and Scott dives for the communicator as it tumbles forward, giving a whirlwind view of sky and dirt. In the background, you can hear Stiles'] Dude, I told you! [before the feed cuts out completely.]

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[He is absolutely chiming in to build off Stiles.]

If you like what you see, you can totally play. No first and second string here, that'd be dumb. Everyone should get a shot to play.

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Yeah, uh-- That's cool, man. [He sounds a little dubious as to how cool it really is, but still.] I mean, I've never played. I don't think I've even really seen it.

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That's okay. I think a lot of people haven't. We totally had lacrosse instead of football at our school but - anyway, that's okay! We're gonna teach everyone. It'd be dumb to start a game if no one knows how to play.

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Yeah, that wouldn't make a lot of sense, I guess. ... So you were, like, the equivalent of the football captain at your school? [Why would you ever talk to himmmm. Everyone from your school is weird.]

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Um, I guess? But, not always. I was second string until like a year ago. Then coach made me co-captain, and - well Jackson moved to London after the season was over, so I guess I don't really know what that's gonna be like. [Yes. Partially because most of them seem to be absurd supernatural creatures.]

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But you came here as a warden instead? [That whole 'no time passes' thing hasn't sunk in for him.]

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Sorta, I guess. I mean, it's not like I'm missing much. [Let him fill you in Andrew, he's got your back. As long as you don't go crazy and kill people, okay.]

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Yeah, just school and stuff, right? [Go crazy and kill people? Him? Would he do that?]

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[Maybe that footage should never make it to the Barge...]

Not even that, really. Time just like, completely freezes.

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[One day someone's going to stumble on that stuff on Andrew's computer and everything will be terrible.]

What?

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[Delete everything, Andrew.]

Yeah, it just like, stops. I went back to the second I left.

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[He's too attached to it and too much of a teenage idiot. :C]

Really? No one-- Did people know you were gone?

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[oh buddy :c]

No, it's like I never was. Like the Admiral hit pause and then play.

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That's crazy. Like, that's-- It's really crazy, man. Holy shit. But you remembered being here when you got back?

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Not...exactly. Like-- [He holds a hand up to his head, makes a gesture like something's unclear.]

It was fuzzy? I had something to do, or something, but I just....thought it was something else, I guess. And...then I remembered.

[After Allison died. When he needed the Admiral the most.]

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Weird. It's like some kind of... I don't know, um, like this place hiding itself or something?

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I....I guess I never thought about that. Maybe it's the Admiral, like - protecting himself?

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Yeah. Maybe? Or else what would be the point of doing that, you know?

[But hey, this is basically a useless discussion, so:] Anyway, I'll-- I guess I'll come watch you guys practice or whatever.

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I never thought about the point, but that makes a lot of sense. [But it's interesting Andrew!! Still, Scott lets it go with a quick smile.]

Cool! I'll make sure you know when.

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Okay, yeah. Cool. Thanks. [HE IS DUBIOUS. But also curious. Kinda. Maybe. Enough to turn up, at least. But for now, this is enough awkward from his end, and he cuts the feed.]