Nervously Voice Testing

[runningfromhell]

All right, sweetcheeks. You dragged me out and here I am. Now what?

[ Meg's not keen on idling around. That just screams "Come and get me!" to whoever has her on their shit list nowadays. Better to hightail it sooner rather than later. ]

Look, I'm not interested in playing nice with others. How about we just part ways, and I take a little trip. Shack up somewhere nice and indulge myself.

[ Nice try. To Meg's eternal irritation, it's not going to be that easy. Que massive eye roll. Man, there is nothing she loves more than being chained down to an idiot. ]

Fine. Better keep me entertained, or I'm out.

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[diana_abel]

[She gives Meg a long, scrutinizing look.]

So you're the infamous Meg?

[thewaywardson]

Try not to get into too much trouble.

[runningfromhell]

[ Meg smirks right back. ]

That's me, the stuff of legends. It's nice to know my work is being appreciated.

[diana_abel]

I'm not quite sure you'd like your reputation in my world, so much.

[runningfromhell]

Trouble's nothing but a walk in the park. What can I say, keeps life interesting.

[runningfromhell]

That so? Mind letting me in on the gossip?

[diana_abel]

"Castiel's little experiment" sums it up, I guess.

[thewaywardson]

Too interesting can get you killed.

[runningfromhell]

[ Oh no, that is not pleasing to Meg's ears. ]

Funny, considering last time I saw the guy he was cuckoo for Coco Puffs.

[diana_abel]

Yeah, well, you're jumping to the end of the story.

Take it from another one of his "little experiments."

[runningfromhell]

What's a little fun without a little thrill? Don't worry your feathery head about it.

[thewaywardson]

You helped me once. I'm just trying to return the favor.

[runningfromhell]

What kind of experiments are we talking about? Made everyone his little beekeepers for his bee kingdom?

[diana_abel]

Something he referred to as "doing the Pizza Man."

[runningfromhell]

Yeah, wanna do me a favor and snatch me a one of those gossip mags? I need to catch up.

[thewaywardson]

A what?

[runningfromhell]

A magazine giving nasty details about the sordid lives of celebrities. Riveting stuff, you should take a look at one sometime.

[runningfromhell]

Huh, I'm surprised he had it in him. Too bad he couldn't think of a better name for it.

[diana_abel]

Well, angels aren't exactly known for their creativity, as I understand it from Dean Squared.

[thewaywardson]

Why do you care about human celebrities?

[runningfromhell]

Yeah, can't say they're rocking much in the imagination department. Probably all that self righteousness, it makes them stuffy.

[runningfromhell]

It's not so much about caring as it is about being entertained. One man's misery is another man's amusement, blah blah blah.

[diana_abel]

I dunno. I met one angel who wasn't so stuffy. But I'm not allowed to remember him in Dagaz yet.

Don't ask.

[She gives Meg another appraising look.]

I thought you'd be taller.

[thewaywardson]

Maybe that's why I don't understand it. I'm not entertained by the suffering of others.

[yellow_eyes]

[ Azazel appears suddenly from a corner, recently departing from his tireless mocking and pestering of his also new and semi-nervous mun.

Only because Meg is the greatest and neither of us can pass up the opportunity.

Hearing Meg use patronizing terms of endearment has inspired him. ] Sugar plum! You're looking well.

[ Que ever sardonically twisted grin as he tilts his head, awaiting...acknowledgment, really. ]