Teddybear

Megara appeared at his side a moment later, staring into the pit. "Lazarus...." she sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, "You wouldn't happen to be one of the ...

She cringed involuntarily. "How old do you think I am?" she asked, then shook her head, "Nevermind. No. We're not related." "Meg-rah-rah saved me!" Eddie piped up. Megara looked down ...

She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. She could hardly see him in the dark. "I recognize you as well." She thought for a moment, "You ...

She glanced at him, mildly upset that her cover had been blown. She briefly scrolled through the list of increasingly weak excuses that came to mind, then decided against using ...

Megara waved off the question, already walking toward the heat, "Come on." She glanced back, slowing her pace to wave him after her. There was no way she was leaving ...

Megara held Eddie's hand as they walked, keeping him close and away from Skull. She didn't think that Skull was particularly dangerous to Eddie, but she still didn't trust him. ...

Megara took a moment to shake the snow off of her the moment she was in the cave. She was about to ask Damian if he was alright, but she ...

No one was answering him. No one was telling him anything and he was lost . He bit back any more words. If they didn't answer, they didn't want him ...

Megara looked where he was pointing, nodding slowly. "Okay...Okay." She shifted to her knees, getting her feet beneath her. Now crouched, she kept an arm around Damian for warmth. Slowly, ...

She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him a little closer, "Are there any caves nearby? Closer than the doors?" He was reminding her a lot of Eddie, but ...

She softened, "Then we don't use the doors." She paused for a moment, debating her next move. They would have to keep warm until then. Gods, she wished she hadn't ...

Megara wasn't quite in the mindset to resist being dragged around by someone who was clearly an important person - albeit a small one - here, especially when she had ...

Megara shrugged, "That is how I described it," she deadpanned. She didn't want any more questions or comments about her backstory, and not just because she didn't have a set ...

"The aforementioned rough childhood," she said with just enough pause to make it believable. So it was a league then. A league of fighters? Damian had mentioned assassins earlier, maybe ...

Megara took the offered hand, "Most people call me Ninny," she said. An alias seemed appropriate, all things considered. Damian. She'd heard that name before. The immense frustration she felt ...