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[angelherding]

Who: Meg Masters & YOU unfortunate people
Broadcast: video
Action: Marsiva
When: now

[you're greeted with the expression of a young woman, thoroughly impressed and lounging on the bed she woke up on. She's already taken a cursory glance at the network after the confusion died down into something more like annoyance, and well - a bored and annoyed Meg is never a good thing.

She scowls for a moment, until she realizes the camera's on. Then she smirks and leans back, legs coming into view as she crosses them, getting comfortable]

So, two requests. [she holds up a finger] The quickest and dirtiest explanation you can give me. I'll be counting words and keeping track, and I may even give the winner a special surprise.

Two, [she holds up two fingers now] I'm looking for some good gossip. I'm behind on my tabloids and a girl has needs, you know? And sharing is caring, after all.

Don't keep me waiting too long, yeah?

Comments

[passingthrough]

You'll find out when you check your credit balance. But you like it dirty? That'll help.

[angelherding]

I get paid for being dirty? Well, there's an upside.

[passingthrough]

Unless the fans end up wanting something different from you. I guess they can be fickle. [But Kitty has an embarrassment of riches which she largely attributes to Winn.]

[angelherding]

Fans? What, are we on a television show? Is this the Real World?

[a considering pause] Is that show still on?

[passingthrough]

Not in my world, but television isn't a thing there anymore. But you got it. We're on reality TV or so they say.

[angelherding]

Television isn't a thing? You poor, poor woman.

[she even sounds sincere]

Or so they say. Well, MTV had to accept my application sooner or later. Figures they decide to do it now.

[passingthrough]

I found a way to go on without it. [She looks amused.]

Season 563 in space?

[angelherding]

Please tell me the trashy magazines still exist. That there's still hope.

[how will anyone survive without it]

Oh, we're in space. [she lights up for all the wrong reasons] I don't think it's that far in, but who knows at this point? I'm game.

[passingthrough]

I haven't noticed any, but maybe you'll find some at the next stop. They'll probably be full of aliens you've never heard of though. Unless you mean back home and then it's a no there too. Apocalypse has a way of making society fall.

[angelherding]

[Meg opens her mouth to reply, full of sass, but she stops short and blinks, completely caught off-guard. Apocalypse]

An apocalypse, you say? Do tell.

[passingthrough]

Not an apocalypse. It was what he called himself, but I guess the results were similar. Didn't actually read up on the real thing. Not that into fiction.

[angelherding]

[. . . awww, and here she thought good ol' dad found a way out of the cage]

Some asshole is wandering around calling himself that? Talk about an ego. [a pause, and a small smirk] They make it sound all purple prosey in the books, I bet. Can't say I've ever read them, either.

[passingthrough]

His real name's even more pretentious. En Sabah Nur. I guess that's what you get for being ancient and immortal.

I've read more than enough of it. [Tyki wrote Bible verses with the blood of a friend of hers he'd murdered. Has a way to turn one off to reading more. Though her relationship with God was a complicated one.]

[angelherding]

My ancient languages are a little rusty, mind telling me what it means? I need to know how much I should laugh.

My condolences? [Meg no don't say that, humans think that stuff is important or whatever]

[passingthrough]

The birth of light. Dawn. Something like that. [Does it remind you of the morning star?]

Thanks. [This human seems cool enough with that reply. She is closet with Kurt after all.]

[angelherding]

Oh, that's precious. [it sure does, and she lets out a chuckle] Ancient and immortal douchebags are all the same.

[passingthrough]

Oh yeah? You've know one or more? [She doesn't really doubt it. Not in a place like this?

[angelherding]

I know my fair share, I guess.

[understatement of the century]

[passingthrough]

I didn't even know there were enough to share. Are you one of them? Ancient and immortal. Not a douchebag of course.

[angelherding]

Depends on your interpretation of "ancient and immortal". I know a couple of angels, a couple of demons, Lucifer - you know, the usual suspects.

[passingthrough]

...huh. [She's known an angel. Castiel was in the prison for a long time. There was a half demon there too. But the last one?] Lucifer as in satan? Fallen archangel. King of hell. All that?

[angelherding]

All that, yep. The one and only.

[passingthrough]

...So, what's he like? Is he cute? Feels like the devil should be cute.

[angelherding]

[. . . Kitty what have you asked]

He's the cutest. Don't listen to what the books say - great sense of humor, too.

[passingthrough]

[I mean, she's talking about Lucifer, what the hell right?]

He'd almost have to. Tail? Horns?