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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]Placing her pistol back into her belt, she flashed a grin at Corio before looking to the women being shoved in her direction. "Hello, girls," she said with a mischievous smile before grabbing both of them by an arm. Meg wasn't being too rough, but she didn't want to seem like she was gentle in front of all of the crew. She began walking towards the door that led down to the few cells. In the back of her mind, she felt like one of them would try to fight back and end up helping the other. If she could get them down there fast enough, though, maybe she could say a few words to them.
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]"Mkay," she drawled, getting some tankards and pouring some cider into them. Usually she wouldn't be all too fond of cider, but right now it looked pretty good. Padding over to the two, she placed a tankard for each of them before them. "There you go," she said with a smile, though she kept glancing to Blindpaw with a concerned gaze. *, that dream must have really been bad. Almost forgetting that she poured herself some, she turned around and brought it back with her before sitting down near the other two.
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]Meg was drinking a little bit of her own cider when Blindpaw spoke. She quickly swallowed before speaking. "Dang, thought no one could tell," she said with a chuckle. "I might have had a few drinks." The feline gazed at Blindpaw, trying to get her thoughts together back on the nightmare. She then looked to Corio, and decided that he seemed determine to help, so she was bound to hear about the dream soon. Meg took another swig of her cider, wrapping her tail around her paws. [size=3pt]a[/size]
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]When Corio had Caius run over to her, she was still trying to process what was happening, as her head was trying to be righted. She let out a smirk, watching him hold a hand out to her. "You don't have to worry about me," she said, blinking at him. "I'll heal soon anywa-" Meg cut herself off then, her smile widening into one that looked almost threatening. She remembered she didn't have her powers anymore. Last thing she remembered was being all bloody in the arms of the King of Hell, then it all went black. And here she was, near the Westeros border. She doubted people would want to keep her alive if she told anyone - who wanted an ex-demon roaming around? "Just a little bit of pain, not much," she said, turning her attention back to him and the matter at hand. "Is the race still on?" she asked, glancing around him to see where Clarence had gone, though the action made her wince slightly.
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]AHH I love Dodie! Now that I think about it, her voice fits Blindpaw very well.
You'll never guess who her voice is like. [youtube][/youtube] [size=3pt]a[/size]
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]She watched him for a moment, cringing at the confusion in his face but not saying anything about it. Instead, she busied her eyes by looking for her stallion again. He might have gone back to the stables, or he would just run until he felt like stopping. An amusing thought popped into her mind. He was just like the Clarence she knew. Meg blinked after a moment or two of thoughts and smiled at the grin Corio gave. "Eh, I dunno, ponyboy," she said, rubbing her hands together. "I could walk beside you, Caius, and your deer friend while we go back," she offered. To be honest, she wouldn't mind going back to her or his place and eating something warm. But they only promised to go back to the stable together.
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]I thought I'd address my lack of posting. I've lately just posted in only like 2 threads and that has been it, mainly because I am often tired and all that. I'll try to bring my activity up & I'm sorry I haven't been on that much. [size=3pt]a[/size]
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]Meg was nearby, watching from the shadows. She was at war with herself, watching and listening to the conversation of what to do with Sejr and bluntly telling him all he did wrong. Yes, she did hate him. But why? It wasn't her usual, I hate everyone because I'm a demon and I'm made to hate. It was because he hurt, physically and mentally, those she had grown to like. Her ears were pinned to her skull, her dark eyes staring daggers at everyone that had gathered here. This was wrong, but demons are known to do wrong things. Then maybe this was right, and she was supposed to go and do wrong things. She was thinking too much. The feline slowly blinked and realized her fur had been on edge. She let out a quiet chuckle, regarding the fact that she was a bit more human than a few months ago. Meg gazed at the male that was surrounded by Westerosi. She would let them choose. If she could, though, she'd torture him. She hadn't tortured in awhile, and she rather missed it.
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]"Aww, what a gentleman," she drawled, subtly grinning. She began walking after him when she began to feel the pain from the fall. At first she didn't think anything of it, not feeling too much pain, but apparently being numb was a thing. The woman winced quietly, the grin still on her face. "Yeah, being cleaned up might be nice." She blinked towards the path in front of them, listening for any hoofbeats. None. Ah, who cared anyway? Things ran away from her all the time. Meg turned her attention to Corio, though her focus a bit off. "How's it like being the high king and all?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. She was ready to give him a hint on what she would do to him if he ended up to be like the King of Hell.
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]Meg rushed up, catching her breath as she did so. "Hey, thanks for choosing this house," Meg said, still a bit breathless, winking towards the female. She had seen her around, maybe talked to her once or twice, but never really got to know her before. She seemed pretty alright. She glanced to Corio, offering him a nod of her head along with a grin.
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]"Not bad," Meg purred in regard to the place as she strode in. She had contemplated if she wanted to go or not when she heard about this little occasion since she didn't really care about healing before. A few months ago she was able to heal herself - and multiple other things. Now she was pretty defenseless, so she guessed learning a little bit wouldn't hurt. The feline ended up standing beside Blindlove, gazing around at the people that had already entered. [size=3pt]a[/size]
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]She blinked at the newcomer, trying to remember the chic's full name. It was a bit of a mouthful. She seemed pretty nice, though. "Welcome," she drawled, winking towards the female. "The name's Meg." The feline didn't really have much to say other than introduce herself, so she just left it there. [size=3pt]a[/size]
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]Meg was padding forward, her head cocked and her eyes narrowed with confusion and curiosity, when Slade began to leave. "Hey, buddy," she began, stepping in front of him. She had no clue what had happened between him, Blindlove, and Corio due to her time spent away from the Westerosi. She did notice that he seemed a bit upset, and she had heard Blindlove ask if it was 'Deathstroke' that did this. She glanced back over to Corio then looked back at the feline human thing. "What happened?" Of course, she meant what happened with Slade himself, but she was still a little curious as to why everyone was surrounded by Coriolanus. [size=3pt]a[/size]
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]I've blanked on all the Disney characters. Megara's one though, right? Maybe Meg would be her she shares part of the same anyway lmao
I could sort of see Blindlove being Ariel. And for Felicity there's so many options XD .. maybe Rapunzel? [size=3pt]a[/size]
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]"Sounds like someone might need a night out at a tavern sometime soon," Meg purred as she poked her head into his apartment, looking at the others here. She hadn't really met them before, but she had seen them around. Meg turned her eyes back onto Slade, trying to get used to his form, observing him. She hadn't seen something like this before. Half human and stuff. It made her miss her human body. Some words brought her attention back to the matter at hand. "Exiled?" she asked, her eyes widening slightly. "That's bull*. I mean, I took you for someone who would get into trouble, but not this much." A small smirk appeared as she stepped in. [size=3pt]a[/size]
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]Hearing another voice, Meg turned her head to see Burn speaking to her. Her ears swiveled forward, glancing from the cliff then to Coriolanus. Poor guy. Instead of questioning her pity like usual, she began to think up things that could help the king get to a bed or somewhere to rest. Did he even sleep in a bed? He could sleep in the stables, as that's where horses usually stayed, but.. he was the king. The feline then took another look at Slade, still awaiting an answer. At his expression, her eyes narrowed in a challenging manner. "Look-" she began in her silky voice, then he vanished. *ing animals with powers. Meg shook her head before padding closer to the gathered people, seeing the large horse-like creature move from his spot. [size=3pt]a[/size]
