|Cissie King-Jones (everanarcher) wrote in wariscoming,|
@ 2010-11-15 10:59:00
|Entry tags:||cissie king-jones/arrowette, meg, simon tam|
Who: Cissie!Meg and OTA
What: Another settlement bites the dust, and with any luck the capture of one of the past-arrivals, aka Meg has a mission
when: August 15, 2014, Mid-day
Where: Town not far from Camp Xander
Why: Because what father wants, father gets.
What once would have been a risky move, coming out and raiding in the mid-day sun, was no longer an issue. It was on no one's 'do not' list, and Meg was happy to feel the sun on her host's face. This body had been a mistake - though she would never admit it to anyone else. They were right. The attempt at taking Jo Harvelle had lead to her taking her younger doppleganger. But in truth? The body was doing nicely.
She watched as the hounds around her pulled people from their hiding places. It was chaos. Not something that she reveled in as much as the destruction that it brought. Their father had promised them paradise, but it was a paradise that they themselves had to build, to form. Leaving the planet for their father, as he liked it.
Ruby's return was... problematic. In more ways than one. Their father was kinder than she had ever given him credit for; welcoming back one who had so thoroughly betrayed them? There were some simple and finite rules that Meg believed in, and the first one was that spending time with humans made you weak. Humans meant emotional investment, emotional investment brought back memories of life, and memories of life made you weak. It meant you couldn't effectively bring yourself to do what you needed. Admittedly she'd been somewhat gleeful when she'd found that the sister of her namesake-host had committed suicide. She was just another link in the chain. A necessary death. It was what made her the best, the favorite. There were no attachments. Just her loyalty. And the twisted pleasure she still got from playing with Dean Winchester's head.
Watching a hound tear a young woman's skill she smirked. IF this didn't draw them out then nothing would. Their father would get what he wanted. One way or another...