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Meg (killed4lotless) wrote in wariscoming,

Explosions. There wasn't anything about them that took skill. Sure, they were something you could appreciate for the sheer fact that they caused a maximum amount of damage, but they weren't that much fun. Explosions were one of those things that Meg had never been interested in. Most demons worth their salt would much rather find a different way to get attention, or to hurt someone. That was how the demon had come to the conclusion that the explosion had come from one of their own. Who remained to be seen. Meg was just amused at the fact that humans practically offed themselves at times. That was beside the point, though. Unimportant.

Meg couldn't help but want to check out the explosion site. She didn't want to be seen near it, though. She was still doing the whole stealth thing, which was the best way for her to gather intel. She was one of the best at blending in. Brady had made mistakes before her, she wasn't going to do the same. That didn't mean she wasn't itching to act. She was bored! She was ready to kill someone, ready to cause some trouble somewhere....anything. She was behaving, though. They needed information.

That was why she was on the edge of the bombsite and that was how she found the loopy blond woman. This looked interesting in the very least. Meg had to hide the smirk that wanted to come to her face. She wouldn't give anything away, but just maybe....there was something here that could provide for a little bit of entertainment.

As the blond moved to walk away from the site, Meg moved to follow suit. "Not a very convincing fine?" She joked, putting on a small smile. "You wanted to check out the site too?" Playing genuine was hard, but not impossible, even if it was stupid and gross at times.