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Post by ~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~ on Apr 29, 2005 20:51:43 GMT
Morgan walked to the great hall for breakfast, shiny black hair tied up, and she was still in her nightclothes. A black band tee, with camouflage pants. Her frost blue eyes were tired. She sat at the Gryffindor table, when her pitch black raven flew to the table. “Lenore, what are you doing here?” she asked, stroking her feathers, noticing she had a letter and package tied to her leg. Then she noticed. A white patch. Something that Lenore never had. She opened the letter and was awake quickly.
My dearest Morgan,
I beg you to sit down, this may come as a shock. I am your father. I had to leave before you were born, and your mother covered it up, saying you were Cameron’s. I apologize. I give you a diary, and I will tell you my name It is Rook Voltaire Le’ Fey. Yes, you are a descendant of Morgan Le’ Fey. I apologize for not telling you sooner, but it took me a while to track you down. My ravens name is Edgar. You may keep him if you wish. Please tell your remaining relatives about me.
I love you,
Rook.
Morgan was shocked. Toast halfway to mouth, she dropped it and started shrieking. Not Now. Why now?
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Post by NightSorcerer on Apr 29, 2005 21:56:02 GMT
Night sat in front of a girl who was in some kind of a shock. But Night knew what the the girl was shocked about,
"Why so shocked? He was bound to find you one day", she said to the girl
The girl looked up at her aww struck. Night was expecting for her to be shocked, it was only natural for her to be, every one got shocked when Night demostrated her gifts to strangers...
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Post by ~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~ on May 2, 2005 19:04:50 GMT
ooc: Saying that I was 'aww struck' Is god moding, and thats against the rules. I'll disregard it this time.
bic: Morgan looked angrily at the girl "Who asked you. I grew up with Cameron, not...." She looked down at the parchment "Rook." she spat, disgusted.
She looked down at the letter, to the girl, to the handsome raven, back to the letter. "Rook. What kind of a name is Rook?" She asked rhetorically.
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Post by Dovie(comp down indefinitely) on May 3, 2005 2:56:15 GMT
[glow=purple,2,300]Dovie strolled tiredly to the Great Hall. She hadn't been eating much lately except for maybe a snack for breakfast and, if someone reminded her every day, dinner. She'd taken a shower the night before and plaited her long black hair in two identicle braids, and it now hung in thick, chunky waves around her shoulders. She slipped and slid across the floor in her slippers, rubbing her eyes and yawning every few seconds, pulling her extremely thick Pendleton tight around her shoulders. Her sleep had not been very good, especially with dreams of horrible things and involving...
"Morgan..." Dovie whispered softly to herself, her jaw hanging open loosely for a mere second before she hid her thoughts away and buried them from...from what? She felt something trying to prod around in her mind, but she just put up her shields and shoved the person out. Better to be safe than sorry, she always thought.
She silently slipped over next to Morgan, wondering if she'd still be recognizable with her olive skin and jet black hair. The green eyes should give her away. She yawned and stretched sleepily in her baby blue cloud pajamas before sniffing and sitting down next to Mo. She could sense the girl's thoughts and heard her ask a rhetoric question. "Sounds like a chess piece..." Dovie grabbed a small bowl of blackberries and popped in a few, glancing over at the exasperated girl next to her. "Cruddy morning?" Dovie yawned and laid her head on the table, fluttering her eyes closed and yawning, but not asleep.[/glow]#nosmileys
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Post by NightSorcerer on May 3, 2005 19:25:34 GMT
OOC: sorry, it's just that i'm supose to be playing the part of a seer who is almost part azerath, so i just presumed...
IC: Night was a bit taken aback by the sudden anger that was shown towards her.
"I-I'm sorry..., I was just... I cant help it. I shoulden't have interupted you...", Night slowly said looking back down at the little food that was on the plate.
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Post by ~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~ on May 7, 2005 15:07:36 GMT
She looked at Dovie "The worst Ever." She said narrowing her eyes.
Her expression softened. "Oh its not your fault I'm just rather ang-" She paused, As she saw things.
Many people, mostly white hats, fighting her, Danawi ordering her to kill somebody, Makira with tears in her eyes asking 'How could you?'
She looked back at the table. "I'M A SEER?!" She yelled. Of course this made sense. She looked at the back of the letter.
Yes, And you've probably found out by now, but you have my powers of beeing a seer. You also have telekenisis, and slight psychokinesis. I expect you to use your unbound powers wisely.
ooc: Telekinesis = Moving objects with your mind Psychokenisis = Making people hallucinnate.
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Post by NightSorcerer on May 7, 2005 17:37:21 GMT
OOC: "..."=speash and [...]=thoughts if you haven't figured that out yet.
IC: Night gasped.
"Your a seer too?! I guss I should have seen this comming..., well, atleast I'm not alone...", Night said, this information had disturbed her a bit and also made her feel pity towards this girl she knew as morgan.
[Poor girl she dosen't deserve this...], Night thought a little sadly.
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Post by ~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~ on May 7, 2005 18:21:56 GMT
"Well, um...yes. Thank you. I might need help with my powers." She smiled softly. "Nice to meet you." She said grimly.
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Post by NightSorcerer on May 7, 2005 19:44:05 GMT
"Uh, yes..., but I must warn you bering a seer isen't fun at all, you can see the most dreadful things and not be able to do anything about it", night said coldly, as thouht talking from experience.
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Post by Dovie(comp down indefinitely) on May 9, 2005 17:28:33 GMT
[glow=purple,2,300]Dovie gave a somewhat sad smile at the other girl at the table, knowing exactly what she was feeling, and unblocked her mind just a little bit. If the girl was still interested, she should see what had happened the past few months of Dovie's life. Alexandria, Galven, Ashlle, her friend Morgan... but she didn't unblock the dream. If Morgan could tap into minds like the other girl and Dovie could, then she didn't want Mo seeing her dream about the meeting with...with...whatever it was. This other girl should also be seeing, if she was reading, that Dovie had similar abilites but didn't use them much... some old dreams that happened, visions, things of that sort. A small flicker of her father and her past blinked in Dovie's mind, but she quickly shut it out. Those memories caused too much pain, and Dovie was in no condition to be upset right now...though she already was. And that was just how Dovie was... The world could be falling apart and Dovie, though very sad at the idea, would keep a calm exterior and focus on what should be done and not what happened already. Always trying to take care of people, always trying to help. Always seeming to fail... Dovie thought as she chanced a look over at Morgan with slightly watery eyes. She felt that Morgan might be able to pull out, but knew differently. She'd hoped...but knew better. She couldn't let her walls down around Morgan anymore, but had to put on a facade instead...much like Morgan was doing already. It wasn't so much that Dovie felt bad for Morgan, which she did very much so, but that she'd also been fooled by her. I should have known better... Dovie thought, her walls back up again. Dovie would wonder for the rest of her life what it would have been like to see Morgan before she'd been turned by the shadow. She would always wonder if she could maybe pull her out, as she was planning on attempting. But most of all, she'd always wonder... Why Morgan had ever decided to turn in the first place. But Dovie couldn't question things right now. What happened happened, and what needed to be done needed to be done soon. She looked between the girls and spoke softly to the one she didn't know. "I'm sorry to ask, but what's your name? You seem so gentle and nice..." Dovie's voice trailed off, but she knew the girl would have heard regardless.[/glow]#nosmileys
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Post by NightSorcerer on May 9, 2005 18:36:59 GMT
Night turned her crimson black eyes from Morgan to the other girl she easyly knew was Dovie. Night's eyes where now cold and stone-like. Morgan might not be a thereat but this girl was a bit more experienced than Morgan was with her power. Night automaticaly put up a heavy barier around her mind and the crimson in Night's eyes grew.
"The name's Night...", Night said coldly towards Dovie, not knowing if Dovie was a therat or not.
{And you don't need to hide your thoughts, I allready know}, Night said tellepathicaly to the girl.
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Post by Dovie(comp down indefinitely) on May 9, 2005 18:55:48 GMT
[glow=purple,2,300]Dovie's expression didn't change one bit, and she wasn't shocked at the harshness coming from the other girl. She was used to being sneered, snarled, growled, and scorned at, and was definitely no stranger to harsh looks no matter how much it truly hurt her sometimes, especially when she was just trying to be nice. Dovie gave a small sigh and spoke to the girl through her mind. 'I like your name, probably moreso because I'm a touch deoressed, but it's beautiful nonetheless. I'm not attempting to hide my thoughts, for you can hear them very well as it is anyway when I speak, just keeping certain things safe from the one next to us...' Dovie only barely tilted her head to Morgan, knowing full and well Morgan wouldn't know what it was about because she was speaking only to Night and only through a certain pathway she'd made in her mind. Dovie sighed slightly again and popped a small handful of blackberries in her mouth, speaking to the girl again. 'I'm not an enemy.' She looked back over at Morgan and chanced to speak. "So what's going on that's got you acting all...different...?"[/glow]#nosmileys
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Post by NightSorcerer on May 9, 2005 19:45:40 GMT
OOC: {...}= telleipathically speaking.
IN: Night nodded at what she heard Dovie say. {Don't bother Morgan too much at this time and moment, she is going through a lot, it is not fair on her the way I see it. As for me, I have reasons to be distant towards people I don't know well enough...}, Night answered Dovie.
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Post by ~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~ on May 9, 2005 19:50:16 GMT
She glared atthe pair, knowing that they were talking about her. Sending little spiders to trace their web of messages across one anothers brain. It was enough to make her sick.
When the Question came from the olive skinned girl Morgan took quite a long time eating a grape....peeling it actually, before responding rather snappishly, squishing the uneaten eye-ball like middle. "Why dont you read my mind and find out? I'm sure you know anyway."
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Post by Dovie(comp down indefinitely) on May 9, 2005 19:56:18 GMT
[glow=purple,2,300]Dovie made to respond to Night, but Morgan snapped on her, and it made Dovie jump. "...I prefer finding things out without reading minds, thank you very much Morgan!" She snapped right back, her eyes getting watery. "Jeez, after the night I had last night, I didn't expect my best frined to just..YELL at me like that!" Dovie stood up from the table, her hands on the top of it. "I ask if you're okay, and this" Dovie slammed her fist into the table to emphasize the word. "This is the response I get!? Sheesh, Morgan! I just asked! Don't yell at me because you're having a crappy day, because I am too! You're not the only friggin one, Morgan!" Dovie exhaled a sharp breath, hurt and anger flashing in her eyes. She stood for a few moments, trying to calm and collect herself, before sitting back down and speaking in a much softer, quieter tone. "I just want to help f I can, Mo-Mo-chan..." Dovie stared off into space, wondering if her friend would calm down too, hoping she really would. she wouldn't talk about the dream, no way...if Morgan was in trouble, she wanted to hear it from her. No way was she getting into the middle of something, again, and go unappreciated...again. Or just cause more trouble than was already going on...[/glow]
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