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[The video clicks on and Isaac's sitting there, looking all cozy in a thick cardigan. He doesn't really seem like he's freaking out - but he's totally freaking out. Everything's weird. He hasn't even stepped outside his room yet. He's been too wrapped up trying to figure out how the hell he's supposed to do this warden thing. But look, it's time to introduce himself, start the whole process, get it moving. He needs his deal, so he has to do this.]

So this whole BYO room onto the super strange prison spaceship - that's pretty cool, right? I totally didn't expect that part. I kinda had this picture in my head of like, prison cells and guards in uniform. People getting shanked, and smuggling drugs and stuff-- [Isaac, don't say up their butts.] --like in movies. [Nice save. Oh, but what if the room thing is just for wardens? Has he just made a crack about the inequality between wardens and inmates inadvertantly? That could be awkward.] Wait, do inmates get their rooms from home? Or is that just for wardens?

Um. [The pause stretches out for a bit too long and he realises he should maybe give his name. Possibly.] I'm Isaac. Isaac Lahey. From California. I'm not exactly experienced with the whole... spaceship thing. Or the prison thing. But it's cool. I'll get the hang of it.

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[Rehabilitation. Helping someone redeem themselves. It's so not something he thinks he's really cut out for. He's just a kid, how's he supposed to help someone find what they need? He's not always had the best moral ground to stand on, either. But this is so important to him. He needs it to not be false hope.]

Does it work? I mean, do people really get what they need?

[routemistress]

Not always, and not easily, but we don't do too badly. You're one of our Scott's friends from 'ome?

[She'd already been smiling, but now it's perceptibly warmer.]

Then you'll do fine.

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[There's a shy real twist of a smile at that. Being Scott's friend - more, his beta - that makes him trustworthy, valuable. He's hearing what he already knows, now that he knows Scott's onboard too. It's amazing how the presence of his alpha has instantly made this whole thing seem so much more manageable.]

Yeah. Like I said, I'll get the hang of it.

[routemistress]

Oh, absolutely! Scott's been brilliant 'ere. The rest 'ave too, just I've known Scott longest, you know? 'E takes care of my lads as well.

[She tilts the comm to show Isaac the two German Shepherds piled around her feet; they don't exactly have the hang of communicating via video, but they know from experience that it means someone is being greeted, so they both swish their tails and Elvis tilts his head to look at the tiny screen, one ear flopping comically sideways.]

You another werewolf, then? Or summat even weirder?

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[Oh. He totally was not expecting that. Maybe he should have - it's a small ship, Scott's got to have wolfed out some time and how would he have hidden that? - but the whole supernatural world of Beacon Hills has been secret since he got involved. Even after Allison died, they had to lie; it all happened so fast. Then again, this is a spaceship housing a bunch of dead criminals. So he probably shouldn't be surprised at all. He smiles at the dogs, before glancing back up to her with eyebrows raised.]

What, werewolf isn't weird enough?

[routemistress]

[She grins back at him happily. Out of all the Beacon Hills crowd, this one's the best at rolling with surprises; that, in Iris' opinion, is a good sign for his future here.]

I've got to know four or five werewolves 'ere now, from different worlds. I always thought our Scott were the cutest, but you might be making me rethink that decision.

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Nah, I'm definitely the cutest. [Check out that cheeky little smirk he's shooting your way, Iris.]

So does everybody know? About Scott, I mean?