Meg Masters (megmasters) wrote in themandalay, @ 2017-09-09 19:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | !plot, castiel, meg masters |
WHO: Meg Masters & Castiel
WHAT: Waking up in New Vegas
WHEN: 9th September, Morning
WHERE: A dirty room, Mostly abandoned building
WARNINGS: Swearing, talk of sex, possible reference to rape, murder, ect.
RATING | STATUS: TBD | In Progress
This wasn't her bed. She didn't care too much really, there was still a warm body next to hers and she was all too happily pressed against him. They were just as they'd fallen asleep really, just in a new location. Concerning, but not as much as waking up alone might have been. Meg grumbled sleepily and stretched, cat like, listening to her back pop.
"Wake up, Angel face, we're not in Kansas anymore." She hadn't even really taken in her surroundings yet, but she could feel it. Air, sound, even the light were all different. She gave Cas a light...well maybe less than light...pat on the ass and stood, not bothering to reach for clothing, and stretched again.
"Not sure if this means the other shoe finally dropped or if this is just sweeps week in bizarro land." She sighed, moving to the window to look out. It was mostly covered in nailed on slats of wood, and she peeked between them. The outside? Just as bad as the inside.