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Meg Masters [SPN] ([info]allforfather) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2011-05-09 02:48:00

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Entry tags:!closed, *narrative, meg

Who: Meg Masters
What: Arriving.
Where: The library
When: Late at night
Rating/Warning: None.
Status: Narrative. Complete.

It had happened in the blink of an eye. One minute, she was escaping Sam Winchester to assure that she didn't get killed, and the next, she was somewhere that she had never been before. Sure, she had teleported herself out of harm's way once she had put enough distance between her, the Winchesters, and Castiel, but she hadn't been aiming for where she currently was...which she could not place.

Meg didn't like that she was apparently here not of her own free will. She didn't appreciate being jerked around like a puppet on a string...unless this was a task that Father had sent her on. Though as he was trapped in his cage, put there by the Winchester brothers, she highly doubted it. Some angel trick, then? No. They would have smited her and left her ashes to scatter to the wind. No, this was someone else's work. And Meg would find out who's.

Two men in uniform approached her, and Meg made ready to attack and demand answers from them. ...But she was still weak form being tortured before she escaped the Winchesters. If she attacked, she was likely to be overpowered and would be in worse shape than she already was. And she couldn't afford that. The guards approached Meg, and one handed her a PDA. Meg glanced down at it, wondering what it was for. She used a cellphone from time to time, so it wasn't like she was unfamiliar with the technology. Meg glanced up at the guards, raising an eyebrow, and they led her toward the door, escorting her from the library.

Once she was outside, Meg took a look at her new surroundings, taking note of the destroyed buildings. So clearly, some sort of war or disaster had happened here. Meaning that she had missed all of the chaos. A pity, really. Chaos was something that Meg thrived on. She took pride in causing it, and always enjoyed being a part of it.

Meg decided to take a walk to get to know her knew surroundings...and who knew? Maybe she'd have a little fun here, after all.



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