shot in the dark | frost-and-lightning
The night air smelled like rain on pavement, softly reflecting any light that cared to touch it. With a tug at her bag, she tiredly made her way down it, quiet tonight was, almost eerily so. When she came to a bus stop, she leaned against the shelter momentarily taking in a deep breath before lifting her weight of it and facing the street.
Behind her, sounded like a couple fighting on the first floor of the building. The street like flickered and De Ja Vu swept her. Immediately she was perturbed - she had seen this somewhere before. Shifting her weight, she scanned through her memories to try and understand. Lips thinning she looked up and across the way seeing someone she hadn't seen in a long while. A smile crossed her face for the briefest of moments, but thats when it hit her. Seeing Loki triggered the memory and her eyes widened in fear before she could move towards him. As always it was a dream - would she always die so young?
It was too late. By the time she realized what would happen next a gunshot sounded, shattering both window and silence. Glass fell to the ground and Morgana gasped. Looking down she saw blood stain her shirt and she barely felt the pain.
"Oh," she breathed, swaying dangerously and looking back up at Loki with shock and fear in her emerald hues.