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Sep 07, 2010 10:41

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theunsmiling August 9 2010, 00:32:33 UTC
"Meg," Michael says, her voice fractionally softer than usual. It doesn't last.

"You're probably going to want to sit."

The archangel stands up, moving a few paces away before settling down on the floor, cross-legged and resting her weight back against her arms.

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ever_noteful August 9 2010, 00:36:57 UTC
Oh, that is in no way intimidating.

Still, Meg takes the now empty desk chair.

She doesn't sprawl, or slouch. She sits very straight, hands settled in her lap, her shoulder bag on the floor beside her.

They're not going to break out interrogation lights, are they?

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thursdays_angel August 9 2010, 00:42:23 UTC
Castiel, for his part, remains standing, hands clasped behind his back.

It probably doesn't occur to him that he might look intimidating.

It wouldn't occur to him that he could intimidate Meg.

After a quick glance at Michael (as if seeking permission to begin, and apparently finding it) Castiel launches into the matter at hand with no preamble.

"Meg, we find that we are in need of your assistance."

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ever_noteful August 9 2010, 00:49:01 UTC
Meg's eyes follow the glance to Michael and then go back to Castiel.

"Oh."

Oh.

She should probably just stop trying to figure out how intimidating all this is. Since the answer is looking more and more like not as intimidating as it's going to be in a moment.

"Um.

"With what?"

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