fear will keep us all in place, so I go hunting for witches

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[It is clear Morgana came in a rush. She is in her nightdress, her hair uncombed, her fingers and wrists unadorned, with a cloak thrown quickly around her shoulders. She had to leave for the Plane before anyone realized there was a fire in her room. She had to find a way to fix it before they found out, because now she knows.

Morgana sits at the edge of the forest. And though she is in disarray, when she puts her inquiry to the Plane, her voice is strong.]

I need to know about the magics found in different worlds. I need to know how they are taught and how they are brought under control.

[Morgana is done with the uncertainty, and she is not willing to have a weapon that she doesn't know how to control.]

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[lamb_of_gold]

Morgana? Are you alright?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[She looks at him, her hands folded neatly.] Yes. I am better than I have been. How is the power you and Saga share taught?

[lamb_of_gold]

Through practice, and from a young age. Why? What has happened?

[explains]

[Her state has Guy sitting nearby, well, near-ish. Safe distance. But trying to be a friendly presence all the same.]

Magic huh? What's this about?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[She smiles, not a happy smile but one of the court, one that belongs on the face of a queen. An unyielding smile. She inquired openly because she had need, and because Arthur has a long history of ignoring things he doesn't want to believe of her, but Gwen is clever and it is still not something to be spoken about freely.]

Only that I understand something I once did not. May I ask your name? I am Morgana.

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

[...wtf? yeah, Arthur is rushing over...because...wtf?]

...Morgana?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Arthur. [She stands to greet him, as if he has no grounds for "WTF"ing and all is normal.] Is something the matter?

[punkblaze]

Morgana!

[He rushes over, kneels in front of her and looks her over just to be sure she isn't hurt. She looks distressed and harried - definitely not how he's used to seeing her. It's incredibly worrying.]

Morgana, what happened?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[She smiles to reassure him.] I'm fine, Eithan. There was an accident, but I will see to it.

[sosweet]

[Oh, he knows. He very well knows why she's asking. Just... this worries him.] ... Morgana. [Almost a whisper.]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

If you mean to ask what has distressed me, I'm not in any distress. [...Okay, maybe Arthur puts her in a bad mood. It's a thing.]

[oliverplus]

Morgana? [Oliver spots her and hurries over, not liking the look of her at all] What's wrong? What happened!?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Nothing is wrong. [She takes his hands so she can pat them comfortingly.] Everything is fine.

[flawless-genius.livejournal.com]

[Firesong has been relaxing in the forest but when he hears the word magic he comes looking for whoever had spoken. He takes note of the state Morgana is in when he finds her, but decides not to mention it when he speaks] That is a rather specific request. Is there a reason behind the question or is it just idly curiosity?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

It is more than idle curiosity. [But she doesn't want to give out her reason, not yet.] I take it you would have an answer?

[enduringwinter.livejournal.com]

Asking about magic again?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

The same questioning as before, writ large. This seemed more productive.

SUDDENLY REDHEADS

[promisedsomeone.livejournal.com]

[... Whoa. That's not normal. But for all the chaos going on around her, Asch is level and firm. He knows a panicking woman when he sees one.]

You look like you ran all the way here. What happened?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[With their last conversation as it was, Morgana is sure to be calm herself. With what Asch is going through, he doesn't need to worry about her.]

[Besides, she is fine.] There was a fire in my rooms. I need to see to it that it's put out before Arthur begins to fuss.

[onperfectlips.livejournal.com]

[Gwen had correctly guessed that Morgana would come to the Plane to compose herself before dealing with the guards that would have rushed to her chambers in response to the disturbance.]

Morgana? What happened?

[She was similarly disheveled and dressed in her own night clothes, but her expression was one of clear concern. Morgana's question to the people of the Plane made it easy to make an educated guess, but she had to ask.]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[Morgana stood, taking Gwen's hands in her own. For all that this was an accident, she was excited, not frightened, excited and more certain of herself than she had been in some time. She did have magic. She knew it and there was something she could do about it.] There was an accident in my rooms. One of my curtains has caught fire. I need to put it out before the guards come to me--there's no need to alarm Arthur any more than he will be.

[headingoff.livejournal.com]

... I can try, but...

[ Her magic isn't necessarily good. ]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[From the way she trails off, Morgana is concerned.] What is the matter?

[dragonnerd.livejournal.com]

[Have a Toothless first, Morgana, because he can stray away from Hiccup, of course. Even on the Plane. Especially when he randomly decides to play tag, or hide and seek, oh the fun. But yes, Morgana seems distressed, maybe she is hungry. Toothless to the rescue! So he is trotting closer, flashing his toothless grin at her.]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[Morgana blinks at Toothless, but she smiles at him, standing and lifting up a hand in the interests of patting him.] I have spoken to another dragon of late. I much prefer your company, Toothless.