Megara
The Name's Megara, but they call me Meg

You wanna know me, feel free to ask Can't say I'll give you a straight answer, but I'll let you know.

((Please note that my Meg is from Hercules in general. If you'd like to talk to Meg from high school, go for it!))
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“I beg your pardon miss, but I see you have been following me a ways… Is there any way that I might help you?” Philip smiled, loosely holding the reigns of his horse as he walked beside his white stead.

A bit startle, Megara stopped and look at the man in front of her. She didn’t intend to make her presence noticed, but curiosity got the better of her as she found herself following the rare sight of a prince. Is he for real? “Don’t worry about me charming, I’m just another pretty face passing by.” Meg smiled slyly, allowing a little more sway in her hips as she approached the prince. “Are you always this polite when you meet a stranger?”

Philip smiled. Her sarcasm was a character trait one rarely met while in Court, or within his kingdom where he was known. Either she has a disregard for royalty or she doesn’t know I’m royalty. Whichever was the reason for her feminine strength, he liked it. “Another pretty face, yes, and worry I shall not if you are so confident there is nothing here of which to worry,” he turned, scaling the scenery with his eyes. He met her eyes and winked before he could catch himself. Rarely did he partake in sarcasm, but he found her fighting nature captivating. “Ha, I suppose perhaps not.” He said so in reference to his flirtatious wink. “What brings you about unaccompanied? The road is not the place for a lady, nor that of a Goddess; shouldn’t you be sailing through the air upon the clouds?” He smiled and crossed his arms as he leaned against the saddle upon Samson, his horse.

Megara arched an eyebrow curiously, the wink came unexpected. This one’s different. Soon the amusement came to a short stop. Not for a lady?! Perfect, another male dominant type, just when I thought… But another moment passes and she hears the word Goddess. Nice save charming. And charming she found him indeed. “As appealing as being a Goddess and ruling an entire city of people sounds, I don’t think the sailing through the air would really suit me.” A little fun wouldn’t hurt, besides he looks like a decent enough guy. Maybe he is different.

Philip hoped he didn’t sound demeaning. The last time he traveled he ended up battling dragons, and although she seemed perfectly capable of handling herself, he didn’t feel any woman should be subjected to the creatures of the wood. “Perhaps not, in anycase, I’d be honored to accompany you to whichever town you might be traveling; it’s nice to have a companion when on the road.” He smiled and offered his arm to her, “By the way, I’m Philip.”

It wasn’t common for Meg to take up a man’s offer, but she had a few days off. Might as well enjoy it with some honest company. “Philip huh, I think I prefer charming.” Megara lightly placed a hand on the extended arm, accepting the offer. “The name’s Megara, but please, call me Meg.” Megara smiled, looking towards the direction Philip was once heading. “So where to charming? A nice garden, a quiet pond, perhaps a pleasant place to eat.” She wasn’t to familiar with where she was, and was hoping that she could relax a bit and let Charming here take the lead. She still wasn’t completely herself, keeping a small wall between herself and Philip, just in case this didn’t end well. She wasn’t ready to trust him just yet. 

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  1. theycallme-meg reblogged this from princephiliprenaud and added:
    "Oh? And why is that?" She smirked, "Looking for some big bad monster to smite?" She looked around, trying to remember...
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    Philip held the reigns of Samson, with Meg on his open arm. He could smell a sweet lavender about her, but there was an...