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[Well guess who's back on the network again. No, he's not looking for playmates this time. Instead, it's time to make a very important announcement. It's a video feed; though it's clear he isn't really focused on setting the shot up right. That'll come later.]
There were demons here- A long time ago. They were...dangerous. They tried to hurt people and turn you against each other. But that doesn't mean-
[Okay, give him a second here.]
Not all demons are like that. Some of them are good, even though they're not designed to be. Back home, one of them was my friend. She- She took care of me when I was in hospital, even though she had no reason to. And now she's here and-
[The feed breaks in to static now for a moment, before then turning to a shot of a dark haired woman folding a few towels and trying to -- not look annoyed by the sudden episode of Real World that is being filmed in her quarters. Meg turns toward Cas, a definite furrow of her brow and a lift of her eyebrow as she watches him. This is not on her agenda for the day.
His voice is softer now as he speaks. yes, he's a little smitten by her. go figure.]
This is Meg, and though she may appear to be angry most of the time, she's- Special.
Say hello, Meg. [And don't mind that he's pushing the camera far too close now.]
[Okay. This is likely to give someone a definite feel for how it is to be around Castiel when he's decided personal space is just a cute word. Her hands move to push him, gently, away from her a bit.] C'mon, Clarence, let the thing at least come into focus if you're gonna insist on becoming a reality TV producer.
[She shakes her head at him, not actually feeling like addressing the camera, but she knows that it'd make Castiel happy.]
Yeah, hi. I'm Meg and maybe... [This ambush is not fun at all... if she thought he could handle it, she'd get revenge on him for this little stunt, but no - she won't risk that.] Maybe, you can come play board games with us.
[There's a definite expectant glance that comes to Meg's face as she glances up to meet Castiel's line of sight and stop staring at the device in his hands.] Happy?
[You may not be able to tell by the droop of the camera, but that'd be a yes to her question. His huge grin is a dead giveaway.]
Perfect. [He...may not be talking about the quality of just her reply though.]
ooc; ...do i really need to say who's who?
There were demons here- A long time ago. They were...dangerous. They tried to hurt people and turn you against each other. But that doesn't mean-
[Okay, give him a second here.]
Not all demons are like that. Some of them are good, even though they're not designed to be. Back home, one of them was my friend. She- She took care of me when I was in hospital, even though she had no reason to. And now she's here and-
[The feed breaks in to static now for a moment, before then turning to a shot of a dark haired woman folding a few towels and trying to -- not look annoyed by the sudden episode of Real World that is being filmed in her quarters. Meg turns toward Cas, a definite furrow of her brow and a lift of her eyebrow as she watches him. This is not on her agenda for the day.
His voice is softer now as he speaks. yes, he's a little smitten by her. go figure.]
This is Meg, and though she may appear to be angry most of the time, she's- Special.
Say hello, Meg. [And don't mind that he's pushing the camera far too close now.]
[Okay. This is likely to give someone a definite feel for how it is to be around Castiel when he's decided personal space is just a cute word. Her hands move to push him, gently, away from her a bit.] C'mon, Clarence, let the thing at least come into focus if you're gonna insist on becoming a reality TV producer.
[She shakes her head at him, not actually feeling like addressing the camera, but she knows that it'd make Castiel happy.]
Yeah, hi. I'm Meg and maybe... [This ambush is not fun at all... if she thought he could handle it, she'd get revenge on him for this little stunt, but no - she won't risk that.] Maybe, you can come play board games with us.
[There's a definite expectant glance that comes to Meg's face as she glances up to meet Castiel's line of sight and stop staring at the device in his hands.] Happy?
[You may not be able to tell by the droop of the camera, but that'd be a yes to her question. His huge grin is a dead giveaway.]
Perfect. [He...may not be talking about the quality of just her reply though.]
ooc; ...do i really need to say who's who?
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You do?
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Isn't it obvious? I don't speak Latin to smoke monsters-- no offense intended there, Meg, you seem lovely; flippancy is an awful habit of mine-- for just anyone.
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You were protecting people by exorcising them.
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[ from an outside standpoint this sounds kiiiiiiinda weird bros js. ]
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[weird is good alright]
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[ neal you have LIFE CHOICE PROBLEMS. ]
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I told you, Clarence, you're a decent fellow. Even blue eyes and ties here says so. [just... assumes Neal is wearing a tie.]
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Neal's a good person. He just- He doesn't see it.
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Maybe he'll come around.
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[ (gyay) etc ]
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Of course I do.
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[ shut up caffrey ]
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[don't worry, meg. no one is replacing you.]
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[ shameless attention whore, party of caffrey. ]
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[...no, he has no clue that it's a prompt.]
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[ neal you slut. ]