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but you know what they say about me
Who: Meg & various (closed)
Where: Throughout the town
When: The 21st-23rd.
Rating: R for language I'm sure
Summary: Meg is a general pest
The Story:
As usual, she's on the prowl.
It doesn't matter if it's in her own apartment building, or an alleyway a few blocks down. Meg is a silent witness to many things - or she would be if she knew how to keep her mouth shut.
Silence was lame, anyway.
There is this instinctual need to know what's going on at all times. Her fingers are also a little sticky, swiping a prized possession here or a few bills from someone's wallet when they bump into her on the street.
This doesn't mean she's particularly good at what she does. Luck is her very best friend, so close she's able to manipulate it just the slightest. Make someone fumble with their keys if she's inside their house snooping around, or make that light drizzle a complete downpour when she needs a quick getaway.
This is probably more of an annoyance to others than something to fear, but it keeps her alive. That's all that matters in her mind.
And so, she can be seen around town. Throwing out comments and, in general, being a pest that just can't be squashed.
Where: Throughout the town
When: The 21st-23rd.
Rating: R for language I'm sure
Summary: Meg is a general pest
The Story:
As usual, she's on the prowl.
It doesn't matter if it's in her own apartment building, or an alleyway a few blocks down. Meg is a silent witness to many things - or she would be if she knew how to keep her mouth shut.
Silence was lame, anyway.
There is this instinctual need to know what's going on at all times. Her fingers are also a little sticky, swiping a prized possession here or a few bills from someone's wallet when they bump into her on the street.
This doesn't mean she's particularly good at what she does. Luck is her very best friend, so close she's able to manipulate it just the slightest. Make someone fumble with their keys if she's inside their house snooping around, or make that light drizzle a complete downpour when she needs a quick getaway.
This is probably more of an annoyance to others than something to fear, but it keeps her alive. That's all that matters in her mind.
And so, she can be seen around town. Throwing out comments and, in general, being a pest that just can't be squashed.
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He's assuming she's a villain, at least. It's something about her overall attitude that makes him certain of that.
Which is only confirmed when she reaches out to... stroke him. Castiel frowns and immediately backs up, but he finds himself cornered against a wall. Not that there's any reason to be concerned, as if it came to blows he'd be sure to best her, but she isn't attacking him. This is something else entirely, something he's not prepared to deal with.
And so he keeps his response short. "No."
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Her expression grows a little more intrigued as she steps forward, closing the distance between them. Gonna take advantage while she can, obviously. She doesn't touch him again, but she's standing near enough that if she took a deep breath, she would be.
"You sure about that?" It's a pointless question, because he seems pretty sure about that 'No'. She smirks up at him, looking like she might have just figured out why he's so reluctant. "If it's your first time, don't worry. I'll be gentle."
God, this is fun. The power rush she's getting makes her feel like she could go out and rob fifty banks. Which would be totally risky and stupid - exactly the kind of thing she enjoys.
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Some might find this ridiculous. The Guardian, who's feared by at least a few different villains throughout the city, is reduced to a bundle of nerves the moment that a woman pays him attention. But Castiel isn't well-versed in this sort of thing, and it's the last thing he would expect to have to deal with while working.
He slides to the side, working his way around the woman and away from the wall so he doesn't feel quite so trapped.
"I'm not interested," he insists, and he starts marching away. As soon as he gets clear of this alley, he can take off and get away from her. Now that he's certain she has no real reason for tracking him, there's no point in him staying here.
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"Too bad," she says as she starts to follow him, her walk a little more lazy than his determined stride. "You really that much of a virgin, or do I not have the right equipment for you?"
Needling him until he's out of hearing distance is good enough for her. She's gotten far more than she expected out of this little run in.
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Her question causes him to tense, mainly out of irritation, and he swivels back around to face her, eyes narrowed.
"It's neither of those things. I don't fraternize with the enemy." It's more or less an excuse so that she'll stop bothering him with pointless questions, but either way, he has a clear enough opening now to take off.
Which is exactly what he does, turning away from her to kick off into the air. The speeds at which he can move are unreal, and before long he's nothing more than a speck in the sky.
okay jk here's the real tag :>
He's earned himself a new 'fan', as it were, and there's a full on grin on her face as she watches him fly off.