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meg giry

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*Meg wanders downstairs and into the bar, coffee mug in hand and tutu around her waist. And everyone subsequently dies of shock.*

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".... like just a name, or he is really...??"

The name sounded sort of like God.

*Meg shrugs, helplessly.* As for the rest - who knows?

"But he... or He... is a god, or... That would mean His sister.."

She said she wasn't human.

I dunno what that means, though.

"There's a great many people that aren't human, Meg." She mutters finally.

"And there are different sorts of immortality, and different sorts of gods."

I know.

*Meg nods.* It's dangerous to judge people on the basis of what they can be labelled. I try not to, generally.

"True enough." A faint smile and nod to the ballerina.

"I just meant that... differences sometimes come into effect on things."

People, *Meg says quietly,* are still people.

Human or not.

"Of course, and always, Meg. Like... some of the others who can shapeshift here. If one of them got hurt, and they were a wolf, you would still have to know how to help doctor a wolf's body, even if they were a person. That's what I'm meaning."

*Meg grins ruefully.* Well, yes, but if you can't doctor anything that doesn't matter as much.

"... so the doctor thing doesn't quite work all the way around." A rueful chuckle and grin.

Not so much, *Meg agrees, with a grin.*

I mean, I'm sure it does make a difference sometimes - but think about it too much and it gets in the way, you know?

Svava nods, smiling wryly. "Just remember it when it needs to be, I guess. And then forget about it the rest of the time. Ah well."

"Oh. You've heard about Indy's party? He mentioned you were bringing absinthe?"

*Meg giggles and seizes on the friendly subject change.* Yes I am. Wouldn't be a proper party without it, after all.

Svava laughs, and nods. ".... Though what is a 'slinky' dress, Meg? Indy said that's what we were supposed to wear for this."

*Meg makes a face.* It's one that shows off your body. And while I know you've got a fair few of those in your wardrobe -

"... even without considering a few other outfits in there; I know." She rolls her eyes a bit, chuckling.

I'm sure Indy would love them, *Meg says innocently.*

"..... No, Meg." Svava raises a brow at the ballerina, then starts giggling.

"Oh, dear. I went out yesterday, to run around the lake and whatnot, and forgot I was wearing the armor. Um.. that I was trying to get used to it, and act so other people wouldn't think it was odd?"

She blushes, though still laughs. "Archie saw me in it."

Which may, may explain how she got the jacket she's wearing.

*Meg looks (innocently) curious.* And what'd he think?

"He was... Rather surprised by it. Really." She's still blushing.

Good surprised? *Meg asks patiently.*

"Well, he gave me his coat to wear, then pulled me close to kiss me."

Blush.

"So. Um..."

I would imagine yes, *Meg translates, and giggles.*

"Oh... just hush." The stern look she tries to give Meg? Fails instantly at attempt.

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