Meghan Walker

Lone Wraith

[meghanisalone]

xreznikovx​:

 Tamryn didn’t respond to her words, she simply looked at the wraith, part of her was almost certain that when she was distracted and exposed Meghan wouldn’t turn on her in the process using opportunity. Without looking down to her wrist where her life line rested locked to her skin she clenched her fist almost taking comfort in the fact that if something happened Elidi would know, it eased her thoughts as she suddenly charged forward. 

 Tamryn was never the one to let an attack come to her, she went full force through the woods, and soon she clashed with what she was sighting on in the woods. What she was not prepared for was there to be an ambush laying in wait. The she wolf jumped and landed on the chest of the beast with her knees, the force of her hitting it sent it back a little but before she could even land standing from the assault she was caught by the throat and thrown through the air, landing in a huge shrub that she disappeared into the moment she was tossed into it.

 After a moment of struggling to get out of the bush she surface with a look in her eyes. A deep growl surfaced in her throat as she attacked the two beast. Holding her own for the most part until they overwhelmed her with force and they seemed to not even take notice of Meghan, only the she wolf as she attacked them though they were not trying to kill her, it was clear they were attempting to subdue her. However every slam to the ground or hit seemed to only keep the alpha fighting. She would over power one of the beast and then immediately be pulled off and left attempting to defend herself from the other while the one she assaulted gathered its composure. One was already a challenge for the prideful she wolf, yet two was almost unrealistic odds set against her despite how well she appeared to be fairing.

Never having fought alongside the Reznikov before, Meghan was taken off guard as she saw the alpha go charging into the woods. Her training in fighting supernaturals had always taught her patience when hunting them, since almost all supernaturals were superior to humans physically. It was always best to pick your ground and lure them into a trap. Clearly the redhead had other ideas. It was hard to get a clear picture of what these monsters looked like, but it was clear they were no joke. Tamryn was holding her own, but she didn’t seem to be getting anywhere. The things were ignoring Meghan for the time being, but there was no way she could get a shot off without risking hurting Tamryn.

 “Shit!”

 She stuffed her gun back away, deciding that she would have to get involved up close and personal. She ran straight ahead and leapt, vanishing from sight, only to reappear in the air with her knees flying into the chest of one of the creatures. Her attack was a mirror of the one Tamryn had done, only she was able to stagger it a bit more. Mid-air, she grabbed her right arm with her left to support it and cracked her elbow across the thing’s face, stunning it further. She then vanished before landing, hoping this gave Tamryn an opportunity, but she would be waiting as she floated around for any opening the other could give her or to jump in to defend her if necessary.

[meghanisalone]

Angels in my heart and Satan in the basement

[meghanisalone]

jjwxlf​:

Jaylah listened while she took the bottom of her shirt to load the M3 pistol with silver bullets. Stinging her fingers to a sizzle as the silver went through the fabric she winced and instinctively licked her wounds as she would in her wolf form. If they were hunting humans then this would be an easy task, a situation where guns weren’t needed but the aesthetic to carry one sent a message that would cause the humans to believe she wasn’t a wolf at first sight.

Her plan was to let the wraith think that the rebel was in heat of some fun and danger, but what Jaylah was truly interested in was to observe how this former mother murderer worked in action in case the she wolf ever needed to fight her as the woman was still heavy on the fence in her mind.

Looking up at the other with her green eyes only with her chin dipped down with a smile upon hearing there was a catch, she listened some more.

“Guess I’m glad I haven’t eaten all day…”

Giving a wink to hint the brunette, she then pulled her long hair up in a ponytail, ready for action. She wondered if Tamryn truly knew about this mission and then questioned if this is how the two worked now as Meghan was a volunteering hit-man for the pack. The redhead walked to the area from where she first entered. Upon hearing the defining rules, she grabbed a paddle and turned to face the other female. She spun it around like a weapon to put on a show while distracting the brunette until she turned around to face the door and wrapped the bar behind Meghans neck.

Forcing her head to be next to her face she said with a growl, “I stopped listening to the rules… when I lost my mother…”

After a pause, she let go of one side of the stick to swig it in front of her body and with a loud thwack, she gripped onto it in her free hand.

“…But, I guess I’m up for a challenge. Lead the way…”

Meghan watched as the young wolf loaded the gun, a half-cringe, half-smile tugging at her face. She could have loaded it for her, but there was something about Jaylah’s recklessness that she absolutely loved. Being willing to hurt yourself just for fun, or to get the job done without anyone else’s help? That was something she related to.

Upon the remark of not eating, she raised an inquisitive brow, prepared to repeat the instructions Tamryn had given about avoiding showing that supernaturals were involved. However, the following smile let her know that the younger Reznikov was only joking, which put the wraith in a better mood. She appreciated some dark humor.

“We can always get something after.”

Even if the wolf wasn’t hungry now, she might be after their night of killing. Meghan had a feeling that she would be, even if the wolf wasn’t.

The little display caught the wraith’s eye and she kept her gaze on the flurry of wood, leather, and red until suddenly it came whirling toward her. Trusting the other, she made no move, even when being pulled so close around the neck. She didn’t feel any danger, so her body remained normal.

As Jaylah spoke of her mother, the wraith grinned, letting out a small hiss. A sneer almost crossed her expression, but the moment soon passed, and her face soon calmed thereafter. But she was enjoying the tangle of emotions and possible danger that came from being with Jaylah now that she knew about her little secret. On a night like this, seeing both wolves back to back on the eve of going after her former hunters? It was all kinds of ironic and dangerous, and she liked that shit. Or at least, a part of her did. And that part was out in full force for the night.

Even with her hunter instincts coming out, she felt no ill will toward either of the wolves, nor did she have anything to say in terms of defending herself for what she’d done. She accepted any hatred they might have for her, and to some extent even invited them to express it.

“This will be no challenge. Come on, let’s have some fun.”

She glanced around for a moment, then sighed and grabbed two duffel bags and threw them onto the table. She started storing the weaponry that she wasn’t using into the bags. Once she was done, Meghan grabbed her rifle off the table, her other weapons already on her person.

“Alright, let’s move.”

Carrying both bags in one hand, rifle slung onto her back, she started off, leading Jaylah away from the abandoned building she’d been living in toward the location of her old home.

“It’s a bit far. About a two to three hour walk, give or take. We can speed it up though, if you want.”

She glanced back at the wolf, uncertain how she felt about it. Meghan preferred taking her time when moving in for a kill, particularly when there were specifics she had to deal with. But they could get there a lot faster by using their powers and running.

[meghanisalone]

If you had an offer that could turn you back to human or turn you into anything other than what you are now... would you change? Why or why not?

“Don’t get a girl’s hopes up, ahaha... would I? Probably not. I’d be too worried about dying again to turn human, and I definitely don’t want to be a werewolf or vampire. Both of those species have too many... limits on their freedoms. I’d have to learn more about the other species to make an informed decision.”

[meghanisalone]

Do you miss being alive?

“Well, I don’t miss my life. Because I did nothing with it other than hurt people. But... I do miss the feeling of being alive. Tasting food, the feeling of sun on my skin... there are definitely things that I miss now that I took for granted when I was alive.”

[meghanisalone]

wrathfulspark​:

“You feel less than trustworthy in this moment,” Elidi retorted under her breath, eyeing the wraith, her book closed and set aside. She felt like she wasn’t going to be reading it any time soon. 

Elidi scratched the back of her head, brows knitting together in thought as she pondered the woman’s question. Her knowledge in magika was somewhat slim, though she supposed she owned such a vast library her answer was bound to be among one of the novels. She shrugged indifferently to the question before nodding her head in agreement. “Alright, what’s your question. Though I should be asking your name, and why you’ve been doing this light reconnaissance.”

Her book is moved to her opposite side, scooting down the bench to make room for the woman to sit. Bright hues patted the spot next to her, curious to have some answers herself. Though she supposed stranger things have happened to her than having someone watch her. A frown twisted her lips at the thought, maybe she should move…

Meghan smiled happily, clearly pleased to have made an acquaintance, and to have her agreement to help. Time would tell if either of those statements proved to be true, but she was optimistic at the moment. Seeing a seat offered to her, she sat down and took it, turning toward the witch.

“My name is Meghan. My reconnaissance is simply getting a lay of the land and the people. My… client’s case is quite important to them. So I can’t risk accidentally sharing anything about them with the wrong people.”

She gave a smile, the obvious, unsaid implication being the Meghan deemed Elidi as being trustworthy enough to seek out and speak to.

“Apologies if anything I ask sounds strange, as I said I’m doing some investigating and I’m none too familiar with magic and witchcraft. One question I have is about resurrection. Is it possible, and what would be involved? I already have a feeling I know the answer, but I’d love a… professional’s perspective. Also, is there any magic that can be used to tamper with someone’s memory? Either to restore it, or erase it? I know that some supernaturals have abilities that can affect people’s minds, so I assume there has to be some magic that can do it as well.”

[meghanisalone]

If revenge is a dish that’s best served cold, and revenge is sweet, then is revenge ice cream?

“Revenge is a drug. Revenge is an adrenaline rush. Revenge is making a point: to yourself, your enemies; the world. 

Revenge... is a statement. Like fashion.

Revenge is not food. Food is something we need.

Revenge? That’s something we crave.”

[meghanisalone]

kiki-wiccan​:

“Ohhh you’re a new vampire? Stans been around a long time so he’d know all about that stuff! Oh….wait!” Her eyes went wide as she realized that if Meghan was indeed a vampire, why was she out in the sun? “You can’t be a vampire or you’d have burned to a crisp by now!….” she raised a brow expecting an explanation. Feeling foolish that for a moment she actually thought this woman was a vampire.

“I’m always looking for new friends! So let’s go have fun!” She stood up from her seat and reaches over grabbing Meghans hand. “There’s a lot we could do like eating, we could visit the ducks, shopping, swinging, exploring, anything you want to do?!” It was obvious that the wiccan was excited to have someone to spend time with.

“No, I’m not a vampire, I’m just undead.”

Before she could really get into the specifics, which she was already mumbling and trying to avoid getting into, Kiki suddenly seemed to have an even bigger spike of energy. It caused the wraith to blink in mild surprise, but ultimately she was smiling, and couldn’t but feel herself get caught up in the other’s excitement.

“Oh! Well, that all sounds nice! I could always use another friend! Let’s do all those things – anything you want! I’m sure you have plenty of good ideas, and I just want to focus on making sure we make the most of the day.”

Meghan smiled excitedly, really warming up to the idea of spending the day with Kiki and just… well, having fun! She could actually feel the warmth of the sun on her skin today, just a little.

[kiki-wiccan]

“Well I said you’re the only human I’ve met. It’s not like I’d exactly meet myself.”

Meghan chuckled, albeit with the tiniest hint of nervousness. She’d forgotten that a similar question had come up the first time they’d met and she hadn’t answered it fully back then, either. She knew dodging the question could only last for so long, so she’d figured it’d be best to at least give some kind of answer for the time being.  “I’m an undead. I only recently got to meet Stanislav. He said he’d help me if I ever needed anything. He seems like someone who knows what he’s doing, and like he has a lot of experience. I think I’ve been learning to like it here as well.” She gave a friendly smile, satisfied with having given at least somewhat of an answer. “So what brings you out here? Enjoying the weather as well?”

She puffed her cheeks out as her question seemed to have no answer. However she gasped softly when she mentioned she was undead and met Stan. “Oh are you a vampire? and you’ve met Stan too! That was sweet of him to offer to help you.” She could just feel her cheeks heating up at the mention of her vampire.

“Yes it’s a beautiful day out and I hate being cooped up inside alone! Everyone I usually hang with are either busy or asleep right now.” She sighs softly with a pout.

[meghanisalone]

kiki-wiccan​:

“Yes, Stan was quite nice. I forgot I still need to make an appointment with him since I’m still unsure of what all vampires can do.”

Meghan smiled, glad to see that apparently she’d said the right thing. Kiki seemed to be happy at what she’d mentioned, although she wasn’t sure why. Overall Kiki just seemed to have positive energy, though, so it could just be that.

“I agree, even I had to come out for this. Well, if none of your friends are available, I could always substitute in if you’re looking for a little company. If not, I totally understand. Just thought I’d offer.”

She was completely expecting to be turned down.

[littleludivyn]

I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream…

I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam And I know it’s true that visions are seldom all they seem But if I know you, I know what you’ll do You’ll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream

@meghanisalone

[meghanisalone]

xreznikovx​:

 The moment Meghan’s voice broke the silence Tamryn turned and growled until she saw who it was. The alpha remained on edge and returned her gaze towards the darkness as she processed the wraith words,

 “Yes, why do you think I am out here alone despite the ordinance in place…I’m baiting. And you fucked that plan up…but now you might as well linger around…see what happens..Plus I am curious to see who they go for..”

 She smirked darkly as she looked over to the wraith before turning her gaze back to the darkness. While she didn’t feel the need to fill Meghan in on all the details of what she was doing out there in the woods, the she wolf still knew that having someone else, especially the wraith made the situation more complicated. However Tamryn remained focused ready almost as she seemed to go unnervingly still like the woods. She was listening, deep into the woods, focused on the sound of what was a guttural heavy breathing. Her eyes narrowed as they yellow hue surfaced to a vibrant glow as she seemed to get ready.

 “If you don’t plan to fight, leave.”

The wraith glanced at the other only momentarily, not allowing herself to be distracted overly long. Seemed her appearance irritated the alpha, which wasn’t unusual. However, there wasn’t time for any chitchat, and they both knew that. Even if Meghan had spoiled the trap, it was still going to be sprung at this point.

“Of course I’m going to stay and fight. I’m not going anywhere.”

She had no idea what was waiting for them in the perpetual dark out there, but she knew that whatever it was, this was the moment. The complete stillness before a predator made its move. The calm before the storm. She peered out, hand already straying for her piece instinctively, more for comfort and out of habit than in preparation. Who knew if her weapon would even be effective against whatever came out at them? Either way, it wouldn’t find an easy fight if it really intended on taking the two of them on.

[meghanisalone]

littleludivyn​:

Hearing the thoughts of everyone in the room didn’t seem to help her in the moment as she studied the womans facial features. ‘Those eyes…’ finally her own thoughts surfaced, recalling how familiar they looked. It suddenly calmed her the more she awkwardly stared, it was as if the person she loved once upon a time had come back to soothe her in the panicked moment. Even the smile and chuckle felt recognizable, though she couldn’t quite connect the dots. Instead, Ludivyn gave a glowing smile as she vaguely glanced down at her pad of paper to write down the order.

“Me? Oh! Ye-yeah. I just…” Blinking a few times as she stuttered, the fae looked up towards the brunette lady. “Have I met you before?”

Realizing the inappropriate question, she quickly shifted the conversation, “I heard the panini sandwich is really good. I haven’t tried it yet, but…” Her mind trailed as her focus laid on every action the other gave off, even in the slightly movement. Ludivyn struggled to hear a single thought from the other, and even if she could by tugging at her ear, it was like a hearing a voice in a tunnel covered by a thick blanket.

“Have you been here before? I swear I’ve seen you before…” The curious blonde insisted on questioning the guest.

There was something about that smile that filled Meghan with… warmth. It was sort of like… the feeling of coming home after a long day. No, better than that. It was like… there was nothing she could compare it to. It was… it was the warmest feeling she’d had since she’d woken up to her new self. Since dying.

She felt good that she’d caused the person to smile at her in such a fashion, but the recollection of her death sobered her up quickly and brought her back to reality. It also brought about the realization that this waitress was definitely being a little pushy with asking if they’d met, which really drove home the idea that they must know each other from somewhere.

“Well, I’ve only started coming here recently. I only just moved to Tabula Rasa a little while ago. So… maybe we know each other that way?”

She had a strong feeling it was something else, however.

[meghanisalone]

jjwxlf​:

Jaylah had already been scouting out the place for investigation purposes of her own, it wasn’t until she heard some laughter and the familiar sounds of weapons being loaded that caught her attention to further explore. To her surprise, it was Meghan… the mysterious woman from the woods. 

Hearing the mission and reasoning behind it, the redhead then made herself known as a hard thud of her combat boot hit the ground as she moved in closer with hands on her hips, overlooking all the equipment.

“I think we’ve come to learn that I’m not so good with chit chat. However, causing a scene for a good cause does seem like fun. What are we facing anyways?”

The rebel began sliding a finger through the weapons, observing all that Meghan possessed. She began loading in case the brunette had a twitchy finger for shooting wolves that day.

A genuine smile spread on Meghan’s face upon seeing Jaylah enter the room. She was mildly curious as to what brought the wolf out there, but she wasn’t going to question it. The two of them seemed to be similar in that way; they just showed up places and did things, and sometimes there was no real point in asking why.

“Tonight, we’re hunting hunters. They’re squatting on my property, and it’s high time they vacate the premises. Permanently. There is a catch, however.”

The former human sighed, gesturing at the weapons in invitation for Jaylah to take whatever she needed. It was an assortment of military grade weapons: rifles, pistols, knives, a shotgun, a small grenade launcher; a few attachments as well. And that was just what she had on the table.

“Your sister ordered me to make sure there wasn’t any evidence of supernaturals being involved. I’m sure she doesn’t want the city to be officially involved in any human deaths.”

She rolled her eyes, sounding like a pouting child. She was obviously upset at Tamryn stifling her fun, although in truth she would still enjoy herself. Still, she wanted to enact unholy retribution on the lackeys of her former employers and unleash the power that they’d given her upon them.

“So if you’re going to come along, no fangs or claws, it’s gotta be with what I’ve got here.”

[meghanisalone]

kiki-wiccan​:

She perks up at the mention of being the only human, did this mean the person before her was a supernatural. “Oh really?, if you don’t mind me asking what would that make you?” Her curiosity got the better of her. She’d already met so many different kinds of supernaturals during her time in Tabula, she was excited to befriend more. “I love this city very much….and all the people I’ve met so far are amazing! I’m starting a new life here as well so I understand how that feels. But Tabula is a place of acceptance for humans and supernaturals so I’m sure you’ll adjust just fine!”

“Well I said you’re the only human I’ve met. It’s not like I’d exactly meet myself.”

 Meghan chuckled, albeit with the tiniest hint of nervousness. She’d forgotten that a similar question had come up the first time they’d met and she hadn’t answered it fully back then, either. She knew dodging the question could only last for so long, so she’d figured it’d be best to at least give some kind of answer for the time being.

 “I’m an undead. I only recently got to meet Stanislav. He said he’d help me if I ever needed anything. He seems like someone who knows what he’s doing, and like he has a lot of experience. I think I’ve been learning to like it here as well.”

 She gave a friendly smile, satisfied with having given at least somewhat of an answer.

 “So what brings you out here? Enjoying the weather as well?”

[meghanisalone]

How many people did Meg kill in her life? How many has she killed in her undeath? Does she carry any of the faces or memories of these people with her? Do they haunt her...Like a ghost?

“Why am I being referred to in the third person? Anyway, if I must answer... in my previous life, reportedly dozens, and since then only the men who were occupying my home... and no, I don’t remember most of them, so no ‘haunting’ for me.”

[meghanisalone]

What are some things you’ve had to unlearn?

“I can’t keep my mouth shut, sometimes. It’s weird, it’s like... someone else is just taking over and making my mouth move and say things I would never say. So I guess that’s something I /still/ need to unlearn.”