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[balletrat]

*Meg's original plan, in coming downstairs, was to get drunk.

Recent events have only furthered her resolve.

Therefore, after this, Meg can be found at the bar, still covered in stone dust and scratches, drinking a cup of coffee. Into which has been poured a liberal dose of absinthe.*

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[maydaybrat]

Okay.

There is mind-splitting headache from judgement, and then there's Meg drinking.

Coffee.

Laced with alcohol.

Heh.

[balletrat]

*Meg takes another long gulp of alcoholic coffee.

It doesn't really look like it's helping things much.*

[maydaybrat]

"Well, well, la Oracle...shitty week?"

[balletrat]

I've been thinking, *Meg says, conversationally,* and you know, I'm pretty sure it's only my fifth worst week ever. It may get bumped down to eighth or ninth, even, if I decide Nyarlathotep ranked higher -

[maydaybrat]

"...well, that week sucked. And I wasn't involved. So. What happened, and can I lock anyone up? I haven't, yet. It's most depressing."

[balletrat]

You could, *Meg says, thoughtful and deliberate,* if River hadn't just taken out his soul and locked him in a coffin in another world.

Making him hard to arrest.

[maydaybrat]

"Damn."

[balletrat]

It was a sight, *Meg agrees brightly.*

An incredibly disturbing sight, but a sight.

[maydaybrat]

"I'm sure it was."

[balletrat]

*Meg takes another gulp of coffee.*

I'd almost rather they'd - someone had shot him instead, *she says, conversationally.* I offered, but, you know, they said it wouldn't be necessary. And who am I to argue?

[maydaybrat]

"They?"

[balletrat]

River and Lucifer.

- Lucifer didn't do much, *she adds.* Merde, I don't even know why he was there. But apparently this guy's trying to kidnap River or something, I don't know, I was just the hostage -

[maydaybrat]

"Lucifer as in Adam Young's father?"

[balletrat]

That's the one! *Meg says, her voice bright.*

I didn't even know he could go into cathedrals - I thought they would, you know, be unhappy places for him. But eh bien.

*Meg is possibly not making much sense.*

[maydaybrat]

"I think the Devil goes where he wants. Plenty of sin happens in cathedrals."

(two boysyoungmenolderthenhim, slipping and broken in blood splattered across the cross and stone of a small chapel)

[balletrat]

Oh, I know that, *Meg says, and heaves a sigh.* I mean, I'm not totally oblivious, it's just -

cathedrals, you know? Stained glass windows and angels everywhere and all - though he shattered one. The guy who kidnapped me, I mean, not Lucifer -