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[possessing]

[Meg is not pleased and seems to have taken up a seat in the back booth of some bar. It's pretty dingy and smoky, definitely not clean, and not at all a respectable joint in any way. She manages to look completely out of place, her hair pulled up and in a white dress shirt. If it wasn't for the leather jacket draped over her shoulders and the glass that must've been something on the rocks, it could be easily assumed that she'd found herself in the wrong place. If you didn't know her anyway.She's got her feet kicked up on the table and she's probably got the phone propped up judging by the angle, though she's not quite as in frame as she could be.]

Canada. That's a new one. Haven't been here in …..Oh, well. An apocalypse. Who's idea was having a mystical hell hole trap in Canada...?

It's a nice little magical feedback loop they have going, real pretty and all, have to admit that. Can't get out, only can get in if you're "pulled".

[She pauses, and rolls her glass across the table, staring past the camera, and looking for all the world like she's got her thoughts elsewhere.]

I don't really have time for this.

[There's a beat, and she rolls her eyes.]

And even if I don't just get yanked out of history for all time, I don't like having my things get screwed with, got it?

I was on a roll.

[There's another pause as Meg thinks, her eyes lighting up before she finally starts chuckling. It's not really a nice sound, and she finally looks at the camera, raising an eyebrow.]

Just is my kind of luck though, these days. So. Come out, come out, where ever you are. It doesn't take much to sniff hell and angel dust, so who've I gone and gotten my poor little self trapped with, hm? Don't be shy.

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[integrity]

[Crowley actually drops the glass he is holding.

It doesn't break -- he catches it, with telekinesis, before it can hit his wood floors. And as he levitates it back to his hand, he stares at the feed with an odd mixture of dread and hatred, because of course the Core would bring the one person that he never wants to see again.

Meg is nothing to him. She's a pathetic insect -- Crowley could show up and rip her out of her meatsuit if he felt like it. But she is dangerous and he has this suspicion -- this well-tuned sense of intuition -- that this is not going to be as cut and dry as he expects. No, something is wrong -- something is missing. And Crowley hates being on the outside of the loop.

What is it? What's different? Crowley knows Meg inside and out -- he sees inside her head, into that twisted soul -- but something. is. missing.

-- wait.

Since when does Meg dress so cleanly?]

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[integrity]

[When the feed finally turns on, Crowley is every inch the King of Hell, calm, collected, confident, cocky, with the most infuriating lazy smirk known to man dead and alive. His hands are in his pockets, the glass out of sight, and when he speaks, his voice is light and airy.

But there is no mistaking the sheer level of hatred in his eyes.]

I do think it's a bit late for you to be wearing white, isn't it?

[He tilts his head slightly -- and then, downright pleasantly.]

Meg. Hell's best and brightest concubine.

It's been awhile.

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[possessing]

[Well, of course this cheery little island vacation had to come with a few setbacks.

Now, being completely honest, she had a feeling that her luck could actually be this bad. She always tends to be right when bad feelings creep up on her. Knowing which way the wind's blowing helps keep a girl alive when one's in as bad a place as she is, and this has the stench of the king all over it. ]

Crowley.

[Meg smirks in a way that's pretty, and sharp, and reminiscent of the look that made people tell her meat 'she'd do so well in the big city'. Liars.]

Aren't you the charmer.

[She leans forward on the table to grin into the camera.]

Did you get your keys locked in the kingdom, or is there a door down and out, Your Majesty?

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[ofthursday]

[Oh, well. Interesting.

Castiel doesn't care, really, much about Meg one way or the other. She's intriguing, and irritating, but little more than that to him; someone to be worked with when beneficial and avoided or eliminated when not.

But her presence in the Port is a different matter than her presence at home. Power balances are different here, there are different people here, and Meg could suddenly be a key player instead of a bit piece.

He's also very aware that she and Crowley are enemies.

That, however, is something he can deal with later, as are the other issues. At the moment, he needs to figure out what's going on with her, what she knows, what point in time she's from. If she even knows who he is.]

Meg.

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[possessing]

[Unlike with Crowley, she more than a bit surprised to see him. Last time she was in the same room with fly boy, he was drooling on himself in the day room. Imagine that? The Zod wannabe's up and wandering around.

Explanations are wonderful things. Too bad she doesn't have much of one yet. ]

Hi there, Clarence.

[She still looks somewhat confused, but she's seems to revel in it a bit. At least he's not in a state she'd have to watch him for. It'd be harder to do that with Crowley breathing down her neck, as he's totally going to be doing. She knows this. ]

You know, Ireally missed you. All two hours since I got yanked away.

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[paterelohim]

Welp, there goes the neighborhood.

I never thought I'd wish for more Raphael in the world, but uh.

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[possessing]

If you're wishing for archangels you're either an idiot, angel food, or both.

So. How've the feathered freaks got you tagged, hm?

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[ellen_harvelle]

[Oh hell. It figured the first time she decided to check this "network" thing, that bitch would be there. And now she's here.

... So many devil's traps, so little time.]

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[vaguelysauntered]

[Hey, Meg, guess who this is? Why, it's another Crowley! In shades! Though quite a bit different from the one you know, considering that that guy is the King of Hell and Crowley here is the Serpent of Eden and actually more of a fallen angel than he likes to admit.]

[So, don't mind him raising an eyebrow at all of this.]

...Wait a second, you were in an apocalypse? What kind?

[He sees that convo between her and the other Crowley, buuut he's not going to comment on it just yet.]

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[possessing]

The kind that goes and gets itself terminated before the payoff. Turns out, some people apparently frown upon the end of the world as it is.

Who knew.

[There's a beat, and Meg looks him over appraisingly. Well. She doesn't recognize you.]

Speaking of who...Who are you?

[shifting]

[...huh. The Supernatural cast sure doesn't seem to be reacting well.]

Well, we think you can get out. It's just - more like disappearin'.

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[possessing]

Disappearing?

[She frowns.]

That does not sound encouraging at all. Want to explain?

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[magnetic_magpie]

[He doesn't just watch the posts, he watches the comments. Meg. Hates Crowley. Crowley hates her. Useful.

Castiel knows her, and she him. They seem to have worked together.

Chuck wants her smited, apparently.

Castiel is the odd one, but he assumes she is or was 'Team Lucifer' back in their world.

Which means he's going to say nothing, and slide off to find said archangel and see what information he can get.]

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[servingfather]

[Michael is amused at Meg's appearance. He does enjoy the fact that she makes Crowley squirm like the pathetic little worm he is. From what he's observed from the other conversations she seems to be much further alone than the rest of them.]

I'm far more interested in what you've been through, Meg, then telling you who might be here.

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[thelightbringer]

Since I need all the allies I can get here, she's off limits.

[video] OOPS. MISREAD. SORRY.

[possessing]

What can I say? I'm an interesting girl. I can see why you'd want the inside scoop.

[Not that it's particularly comforting to have someone she doesn't recognize, and can't see the face of, knowing her name. That's not a good thing, generally.]

But I don't give anything for nothing. Spill a little first and we'll see where this goes.

[uberboned]

[Gabriel's comment is much more simplistic, really. It's a regular universe reunion- Ellen Harvelle, Zachariah, now this ball of sunshine.]

There goes the neighborhood.

[Private // Unhackable]

[integrity]

This is far more dangerous than all of you make it out to be.

[It is the only mark of how on edge Crowley is that he will show.]

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[possessing]

I like to think I'm an improvement, really.

[She smirks.]

If nothing else, demonkind has gotten classier. But then, not hard to do with the King here.

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[thelightbringer]

Hello, Meg.

[Ah, the one very calm voice. As if he knows exactly what's going on and it's all going just swell.]

[Offline] I think my keywords are real funny

[possessing]

[Meg chokes on her drink, and attempts to stand before she's really managed to catch her breath. She normally would have a lot more composure but this is Lucifer. This is her father-god who she thought she'd never see again. And She stares at him like she's unsure it's possible that he's right there. Different times, Clarence had said. Oh, this is just fucking fantastic in every kind of good way.]

It's-

It's you. You're here. You're-[She breaks off, laughing and giddy. He's here, and she can sense him right here and holy shit. This is fucking amazing.]

Oh, you're actually-

[She finally seems to gain a bit more of herself back, though she's still grinning.]

Hi there, Lucifer. It is good to see you.

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[athermercy]

Is it a bad idea? Nobody would suspect about Canada.

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[possessing]

No one suspects Canada, because no one wants to be in Canada.

Except for the Canadians, but they don't know any better.

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[socius]

[Ugh, more demons? Isn't just the happy face of one ginger angel, looking so pleased. At least she could ... I dunno, pick a fight and blow some steam? Maybe? Pretty please?]

Canada's not so bad.

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[possessing]

[You could always pick a fight for your brother's honor. Cause god knows Meg likes to try and get rid of that.... Come to think of it, God probably wishes he were more in the dark on that front. Also, how flippant she's being HAS to be irritating.]

I don't know. Might just be that bad.

Depends, I still haven't tried the food yet. I'll let you know.