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@morgan-drake
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Alex: Hey tech mama, so on the 4th it's Zoey's (and mine) birthday. I'm having a little surprise birthday dinner for her so would you like to come? Other professors and Cammie will be there so I promise you won't be the only one. Let me know if you can make it.
Morgan: Cool! Being in places where I don’t know anyone’s never really been an issue for me. I probably know most of the people going anyway. Of course I can make it.
technomage:
“That wasn’t bad for your first try, but we’re not going to be breaking any Kessel run records driving like this,” he said, “so now to turn, we lean the opposite way and counterbalance,” he continued, “fortunately we’ve got most of the weight on the back of it, so I’ll do the majority of that,” he joked, “but you’re driving so you set the turns.” He grinned offhandedly at her, “but we might have to get this thing moving at a slightly more reasonable speed for it to work. You make it all the way around the parking lot and lunch’ll be on me.”
“Got it,” she said as she practiced and turned left. This was easy enough, even though she was moving at a turtle’s speed and she was eager to go all Tron around the parking lot. “Challenge accepted,” she grinned as she pulled the throttle back further, the bike escalating in speed. “WOO!” she yelled as the speed down the parking lot. She successfully made a wide turn and headed to the other end. “I’m feeling two mean double deluxe cheeseburgers with extra fries for lunch today!”
karathelastairbender:
Morgan had a point, her mother was full of shit… Just like the fucked up light preacher that had possessed her. “I know that you’re right on a lot of things, that my mother is a piece of shit. That what they’ve said and done to me, making me think that I was going to grow up to be a monster is a bunch of bullshit. But there is one thing… One thing that you’ll never be able to convince me of. That on some level, they’re right.” Kara bit the inside of her cheek, taking a shallow breath as she tried to avoid Morgan’s gaze. “When Tess saw inside my mind, she said she saw a lot of darkness in it. And I get that everyone has darkness in them, trust me.. I do. But I feel like, and I need you to listen to me and know that this is me and my own experiences talking–Not my mother… I feel like I’m seconds from traveling down a path that.. Is as easy to go down as it is to put on a warm sweater.” Making sure no one was near them, Kara lowered her voice anyway, not really wanting the rest of the student body to know this. “I dream about taking the air out of his lungs, Morgan. I dream about him dying and me standing over his body and watching his eyes dim. The first time I killed a hunter, it was as self defense, I know that. The second time I did it because I wanted him to suffer. To feel as much pain as I did. And that’s not something my parents made me believe I could be. That’s all me… That’s always been on me.”
Morgan narrowed her eyes. What did Kara mean that Tess saw a lot of darkness in it? What did that even mean? She wished she could ask Tess. “Okay,” she sighed. “So there’s a part of you that felt good doing that to a hunter. Fair enough. That happens, they’re great punching bags because they’re the scum of the earth.” She paused. “But what about people who aren’t hunters? Do you ever get the urge to hurt anyone else? Like that student over there – do you want to hurt him?” she pointed at a freshman in the distance. “Like can you imagine taking the air out of his lungs and feeling good about it? Do you want to take the air out of his lungs? And you can tell me the truth, Kara, I’m not here to exorcise you.”
cammie-drake:
“If there were enough hours in the day. Though sometimes I do watch bits and piece of Revenge of the Sith as a pick up to my stressful days.” It wasn’t exactly a light movie, but she loved getting lost in it. “If you’re Luke for Episode IX, I’ll be Leia. So no this year I may go Padme, and save female Vader for Halloween.” Cammie laughed. “You are important. Please don’t become as grumpy as Marcus, please? If you cease to smile, I’m going to have to devote more time and me and BB-8 will make this our mission for you to smile more.” Sometimes she wanted to make that her mission now. “I can tell, people are really friendly. It’s just that I’m not…as friendly anymore so I’m going to just try harder not to seem heartless. I felt like I was really mean to Blake but he accepted my apology.” Of course she was probably meaner in her head than out loud. Cammie nodded. “Yeah, he does. I’m letting myself have this, you know? So much was taken and life kept beating me down, but sometimes you just have to…let happiness come where it does.” She really wanted Morgan to do the same, but she didn’t know how to broach the subject of her happiness.
“That was the best movie out of the prequel trilogy so I totally get it,” she agreed. “A more important question, which Padme? Female Vader’s a total yes, I’m gonna be someone non-Star Wars this Halloween though. Haven’t decided what yet.” Halloween was easily one of her favorite holidays, especially since she always went all out for it. “I’ll try but that kind of grumpiness is contagious, you know? If it does happen to me, just start calling me Morgus.” She didn’t see herself becoming the local grump, but lately she didn’t know who she was becoming. “Well that’s just going to come with time. Blake’s a good guy, I’m not surprised he forgave you. You don’t have to become wild party animal Camden Drake yet, just start with your healer friends and then branch out. I’m sure a lot of people on campus are feeling reserved after what happened.” She smiled and nodded. “That’s absolutely true. I support whatever you do as long as you’re happy, you know that. But I’m also always ready to slice some arteries if someone put a halt to that happiness for you.”
karathelastairbender:
Okay, Kara wasn’t ready for Morgan to go all Tess on her but she should have expected it sooner or later. When Morgan’s hands were placed on her shoulders, Kara felt like she deserved to give the other woman eye contact, even though the mere idea was nerve-wracking for her. She smiled sadly when she was told that there was no ancient prophecy, knowing what her mother had told her when she was younger. She’d thought it was a fairy-tale but as she got older, she assumed that her mother had meant it, or at least… Part of it. “When I was younger… My mom used to tell me that there was a darkness when I was born. She wanted to save me from it so she destroyed the darkness so it wouldn’t ruin me. But the older I get, the more I think… Maybe she never did destroy it. Maybe its been here the whole time… Maybe that darkness has been inside of me this whole time. I–My parents know I’ve killed someone. Lauren doesn’t know I told them but they’re my.. My parents. I wanted to see if maybe they would be there for me, to tell me that everything would be okay. But my mom told me to leave the house and never come back.” Kara looked down, swallowing thickly. She knew she could trust Morgan with this but it was still hard to talk about. “She said she wished I’d never been born. And then she kept saying she must have chosen wrong. I don’t know what that’s about but.. It’s done. They’re done with me. Forever.”
Morgan was fortunate not to have shitty parents. She couldn’t imagine have a mother as terrible as Kara’s. How did Tess refrain from using some of her psionic mojo on that woman? “Kara... I’m going to let you in on a little secret. Everyone has darkness in them. Everyone. Whatever light witch bullshit your mother fed you when you were younger is just that -- light witch bullshit. Light witches can pretend all they want but they’re just as capable of doing terrible things as us -- for example, your mom treating you like complete garbage when she’s supposed to be a fucking parent. And I’m sorry that’s how she treated you. But you know what? Parents who treat their kids like that should never have kids in the first place. And it has nothing to do with you at all. That’s all them. It’s completely your win that they’re done with you, and it’s their loss. They’re just fucking idiots for having that high pedestal of theirs shoved so far up their asses that they can’t see the world isn’t so goddamn black and white. There’s nothing in you to destroy. That’s ridiculous.”
technomage:
“Yeah, that’s the reason,” Matt said, leading her over to where his bike was parked and handing her the helmet, “okay so here’s what you’re gonna do–” he began, pointing out the things she’d need to know to go in a line. It was easier to teach her than anyone else, just by virtue of so many hours spent explaining things to one another. They’d quickly outpaced any textbook Marcus could really come up with. Even now with developing the weapons it had been like falling back into a routine. “Okay,” he said swinging his leg over the back of the bike to act like a kickstand and a brake if necessary, “now for the fun part,” he said, pointing at the start switch. The bike purred to life, humming like it was a living thing. “go for it.”
Morgan listened attentively, absorbing as much as she could. She nodded in understanding. “Okay, got it.” She hoped she did, anyway. She flipped the start shift, grinning when the bike made a satisfying hum. She put the helmet on and looked at Matthew. “Hang on tight, spider monkey,” she said in a mocking deep voice before she turned the throttle back gently. The bike moved forward at a safe pace, though Morgan was eager to go faster. “Okay Sensei, now what?”
karathelastairbender:
“Go get ‘em, Tiger. And oh puh-lease. You could handle it, in fact, I think I’d love to see you in the whole commitment phase. If only Tess were here, we’d both be giving you hell.” Kara bit her lip, it was still hard to talk about Tess but she couldn’t just keep avoiding the topic of her. When Morgan admitted that she seemed to be still having a hard time, Kara reached a hand out and placed it on Morgan’s arm. “If you ever need to talk.. I know I’m not your family but–Tess taught me that family is more than just blood.” She smiled sincerely, giving the girl a squeeze before pulling her hand away. “I’m doing better. Still fighting what feels like my destiny but… You know, I’ve always been stubborn. I can manage.”
Morgan smiled sadly. No amount of therapy was going to ease the pain of losing Tess, but she wouldn’t let her friend become some distant memory either. “I’m quite cute and corny when I’m in an commitment. The two of you would be teasing me endlessly, I already see it,” she chuckled. She pat Kara’s hand and nodded. “And she was absolutely right about that,” she agreed. She considered a lot of people at RIAP her family. And she was happy to hear Kara was beginning to consider her family too. She sighed at Kara’s next statement. “Kara...” She put both of her hands on the girl’s shoulders and lightly shook her. “There’s no ancient prophecy saying you’re destined to become a monster hellbent on killing everyone around you. No one can make you be who you are. That choice is entirely up to you. And if you don’t want to become a comic book supervillain, then don’t become a comic book supervillain. And if you do, then go for it. But when it comes down to it, what you become is your choice and your choice alone. Everyone has good and bad in them. Everyone has done something bad. Good people do bad things sometimes. That doesn’t make them bad. And you don’t strike me as someone who’s out to get the world or hurt people who don’t deserve to be hurt. So in my professional opinion whatever you say you’re fighting doesn’t exist. But again, I can’t make you do a damn thing. That’s entirely up to you.”
karathelastairbender:
“Jesus, it’s no wonder you’re single.” She shot back before resting her chin in her hand. “But really… Are you doing okay? Now that the hunters are gone… Now that you can… Breathe a bit easier?”
Morgan laughed at the insult. “Comic book convention nerds everywhere would love to have a piece of this, I’ll have you know. I’m just not ready to commit,” she joked. Her smile softened at Kara’s question. “The whole destruction of hunters worldwide helped a lot. I actually have time to focus on my shit now. Some days are harder than others but for the most part yeah, I’m okay. Not great, not horrible, just okay. How about you?”
karathelastairbender:
“Sadness? Betrayal? Envy? Fear? Have I hit all the nails on the head so far?” Kara looked at Morgan with a smirk, knowing she for sure had. Yeah, she was definitely not about to continue this whole vampire period talk. She’d much rather talk about Morgan.
“I was thinking more dank memes and John Williams compositions but you were close,” she joked. “Now here I am. Once again. I’m torn into pieces. Can’t deny it, can’t pretend.”
karathelastairbender:
“Okay Kelly Clarkson,” Kara responded with a roll of her eyes before grimacing once more. “Ew. Look, as a woman who partakes in the monthly bloodbath, I can assure you I would never want to…” She paused, looking around to make sure that no one was listening before continuing. “Go down on my girlfriend during that time of month.”
“You know know what’s behind these hazel eyes,” she said, waving her hand over her actual hazel eyes. “Whoa, I was talking about the hypothetical situation of having a vampire for a girlfriend but if you wanna get into that period sex talk,” she laughed. “That’s your preference and there’s nothing wrong with that.”
karathelastairbender:
The need to gag was imminent as soon as Morgan brought up that utterly horrifying notion. Grimacing, Kara barely could look at Morgan as she tried to manage a reply. “One, I’m utterly disgusted. Two, I didn’t know you’d gotten your red wings. Three, I can never eat anything with marinara around you ever again.”
Morgan laughed at Kara’s reaction. “The fun thing about being a Grey Jedi is that I get to tap into my dark side sometimes,” she giggled. “So what I’m gathering is being a vampire’s a deal-breaker for you? You didn’t give me a straight answer. Or, non-straight answer in this case.”
technomage:
“Haven’t you heard of having faith? I don’t need proof. I fully believe in your guilt,” he said. He shook his head, “come on, what happened to living on the edge here, Drake? I thought you were Miss Danger now,” he teased, “don’t tell me driving one little souped up, heavily modified, completely dynamic Harley Davidson motorcycle is gonna keep you from living on the edge.”
“That’s why you weren’t a Magical Law major,” she teased. “There’s a difference between living on the edge and being straight up suicidal Matty. But how about this, I’ll get on and you show me how to ride it. Can’t be that difference from those bike racing arcade games right?”
karathelastairbender:
Kara frowned at that, the grimace apparent on her face. “Excuse you. I am no such thing.” Her grimace turned into a smirk, however, when Morgan mentioned how she would be okay with the other woman biting off her head. “Yuck. I’m not into blood-play.”
“Are too... dee-too,” she finished, unable to resist the Star Wars reference. “Okay but what if your girlfriend was a vampire, Kara? Would you be open to the idea then?”
karathelastairbender:
“Why, you, of course.” Kara nodded when Morgan shared her troubles with Altman, she could still remember her looking dumber than a doornail when she went to go save her sister during one of the Hunter attacks. “I don’t know yet. Other than the fact that’s she’s smokin’. Which, I’m sure you’ve noticed already.” Kara had never really ever questioned Morgan’s sexuality but it didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that dear ol’ Morgan wasn’t straight. And if she was… Well Kara’s gaydar sure was fucking off.
“You know what... if I’m an old-poke then you’re a beanie baby. There.” She smirked. “Dude she is...” She fanned herself playfully. “She looks like she could bite my head off. Kinda into it. I will miss Altman’s flawless cheekbones though. They probably won’t be so flawless now that she lost her supply of virgins whose blood she can bathe in to maintain her youth.”
flower, mud, beach, hurricane, stars, float, volcano, campfire
Flower: What’s the prettiest thing you own?
Already answered.
Mud: Do you like to do hands-on things?
Hell yeah, I love building things with my own hands.
Beach: If you could be one place right now, where would you be?
Already answered.
Hurricane: If you had to save one thing, what would it be?
My sister.
Stars: What’s one wish you have?
Already answered.
Float: What’s the first thing you think when you wake up?
“Am I able to get up today?”
Volcano: What are you most afraid of?
Losing anyone else.
Campfire: What’s your favourite childhood memory?
Already answered.
karathelastairbender:
“Yeah yeah, you keep telling yourself, old-poke.” Kara set her book aside, bringing her knees up to her chest as she left. “So, what do you think about the new lady in charge?”
“Old-poke?! What the fuck is an old-poke?!” she laughed. “Eh, Altman had a history of doing things to piss me off so in comparison this new one’s a breath of fresh air. Seems like a real hard-ass though. But she seems like she wants to actually do something around here. I don’t know, we’ll see in due time. What do you think?”
karathelastairbender:
“Honestly? That bitch can come at me. I survived her once, I can survive her again.” Kara rolled her eyes, hoping that they’d seen the last of her but with the way this school seemed to be fucking cursed, she highly doubted it. With a shake of her head and a smirk to boot, Kara lightly shoved at Morgan’s shoulder. “Oh shut up. I’m almost 24. That’s ancient. Then again, you would know, wouldn’t you?” She shot back, grin appearing.
“Or, she can come at no one because the last thing we need right now is a crazy ass spirit wreaking havoc on this campus again,” she suggest with finger guns. Her face scrunched up in fake offense. “Hey! I’m thirty years young, okay? Don’t be rude. 24 is nothing, you haven’t even really started your life yet.”