#fojmorgana

[hugefy]

After a good night's rest, Morgana was once again at Lulu and Pix's door. Knocking on her door, she was dressed in a far more appropriate gown for travelling and carried what little she had in a backpack. "Good morning, you two," she cheerfully greeted her friends.

Morgana heard when Lulu came running to open the door,a loud bang when she collided with it.She recieved Morgana with a big smile on her face while jumping up and down.”Hi,Morgana!”She said happily.It was more than clear that the fae sorceress was really exited.”Come in,Pix is not ready yet.”She then ran inside again,leaving the fallen angel on the doorstep to rush the fae.”Come on,Pix!Hurry!How long does it take to eat breakfast and brush your teeth!?”Morgana heard her shout.

[your-will-my-hands-blog]

@Morgana

The monk had no home to speak of in Ionia, although he did own a plot of land that he spent much of his time on. He had pitched a tent near the road, and was cooking up some stew when the fallen angel appeared. The disguise was useless to a man who could view ones souls. He brushed the tent flap asside and stood in the opening, crossing his arms as he did so.

"Well well well" he said, calmly "What brings the fallen angel to my doorstep?"

[noxusrising-blog]

the-fallen-angel-morgana replied to your post: 

"I wouldn’t say lost my mind, but that is pretty close enough," Morgana shrugged with a sad sigh. “I must at least try to sound a bit more grateful, shouldn’t I? A very capable magic user, you say? Ha, I’m rather flattered."

"Yes, why else would Noxus have let you kick up here in the mothercity? You're a valuable asset not only to the state but to all of us who have fought by your side. You may have even saved my life once or twice, but it's nothing I haven't done for you as well. Noxians stick together. That's it."

Darius sat in the weight of what he'd just said to Morgana. An admission that anyone had ever saved his life had never come from his lips before. He hoped she understood the weight he put behind that. 

[thedeceivingblackrose-blog]

Confronting the Deceiver, Morgana asked, "I was told that you could be of great help in regaining my memories. From one Noxian to another, are you willing to help me, LeBlanc?"

Evaine smiled at the Fallen Angel.  "Ah, yes…I was wondering when you would come to see me."  The Mage was currently practicing a levitation spell on herself, her staff shining brightly using it’s magic to keep her up.  She floated in mid air and crossed her legs.  "Losing ones memories can be a traumatic experience, but I will do what I can to help you get them back."

Evaine then slowly landed on her feet, the staff no longer giving off a glow. She smirked,  "I’ve also heard that you’ve been conversing with a certain Ionian….is that true?" 

[banishingtheshadows]

Upon seeing the Lady of Luminosity wandering the Institute's halls, Morgana approached the mage with an accusing glare, "I was told that you're Luxanna Crownguard of Demacia, yes?"

Lux looked up sharply. “Morgana," she said warily in reply. “Yes I am. Why do you ask?"

Luxanna. Funny that the last time the pair had met, Morgana had insisted on calling Lux by her nickname. Suddenly they were back to formalities and Lux wasn’t sure it was the desired result.

[varus-the-arrow-of-retribution]

Corrupted (Closed to 4 Hinted)

The Archer had been in the dark for a few hours, the corruption had been growing lately and finally had fallen out. His arms were darker, his eyes cold and his body focused. The beast within had fallen out and now it was time for it to play. Slowly the man stood up and walked for the door.The door opened and he walked out slowly, walking towards an exit hoping no one would see. He climbed down the main steps and out the door. His wait was over it was time for anger to live.

"You held me back, now its time i show them true revenge." With a dark laugh the archer walked down the street heading towards the mountains, a dark area where he would begin his killing spree. Walking slowly he heard foot steps behind him.

Turning on a pebble, his bow in his hand an arrow on the string, he growled softly. "Why are you Following me!"

[the-mad-chemist]

"Hello, Mad Chemist," Morgana approached Singed at his lab in the Institute. "I'm in dire need of your assistance. The other champions have told me about the 'wonders' that your concoctions can do. I'm hoping you have something that can help with forgetting memories."

“I am most honored to be able serve a mighty angel as you, m’lady.” Singed bowed his head slightly without breaking eye contact. “I am glad to hear that my art made an impression among other champions. Hope no longer, I can brew you want you desire in matter of minutes.”