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paradisa2013-07-20 06:03 pm
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First Temptation ♆ Not in Kansas anymore [accidentally dictated/action]
[Meg suddenly feels a jolt and finds herself spiraling through a vortex that seems impossibly large, yet claustrophobic at the same time. It is pitch black, cold, and dry. Thin, odorless air whips past her in all directions at varying breakneck speeds. She imagines that if she could lose consciousness, she would certainly be knocked out by now, but instead she just tenses, waiting. After what could very well have been seconds or years, she feels another jolt and the void is replaced instaneously with a softly lit, lavishly decorated ballroom - the cool parquet floor of which she is now face down on. She rolls her eyes and pushes herself up.]
Nice, Crowley. What in the actual fuck is this supposed to be? Miss Scarlet in the ballroom with the candlestick? Come on, you can do better than- what?!
[Meg sniffs and wrinkles her nose. No sulfur?]
This... this isn't hell. [Her voice drops to a low whisper and her eyes widen as she runs her hand along the wall.] This isn't even earth. [She chuckles to herself] And there's no damn way I'm in heaven.
[Meg cautiously approaches an open door and hears voices from down the hall. Curiosity gets the best of her and she calls out.]
Hello?
Nice, Crowley. What in the actual fuck is this supposed to be? Miss Scarlet in the ballroom with the candlestick? Come on, you can do better than- what?!
[Meg sniffs and wrinkles her nose. No sulfur?]
This... this isn't hell. [Her voice drops to a low whisper and her eyes widen as she runs her hand along the wall.] This isn't even earth. [She chuckles to herself] And there's no damn way I'm in heaven.
[Meg cautiously approaches an open door and hears voices from down the hall. Curiosity gets the best of her and she calls out.]
Hello?
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[A lie, of course, Crowley remembers every second of being an angel, and the empty place where his grace once was had ached ever since]
I still have the wings, at least. Just have a restricted flight zone, if you get what I mean.
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Yeah, I catch your drift. But if you ask me, our zone is where all the fun is.
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I'd have to say that it would be. It's been a long time since I met someone like us that even approaches agreement on the topic.
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So it does. That last year I spent getting the royal treatment [Meg rolls her eyes, oozing sarcasm] from our kind actually made me miss people.
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I'm still trying to avoid that treatment. No doubt I'll have it coming to me oneday. But I'll avoid it as long as I can.
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That's precisely why I think I might just be content here for a while, which is may as well be a foreign concept for me.
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Huh. I have been enjoying the wishing bit, but I should probably get out and explore because I certainly have been. Guess that's what happens when you lay low and keep to yourself.
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Well what do you do for fun?
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[Meg likes the sound of that. Very much.]
Such as...?
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Now you're speaking my language. Those are my kind of kicks.
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Well, we might be from slightly different worlds, but I'd venture to say we've got more similarities than differences. You probably know better than I do though. You recognized me. I didn't think anything of it before because I assumed we were from the same place, but we aren't. So how is that possible?
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