[Morgana is curled up beneath her covers, but not asleep. Which is hardly a surprise -- she tries to avoid sleeping, when she can. Too many dreams plague her. She wants to take Gabriel up on his offer; at this point, she would almost say needs to, but she still feels like she should talk to Arthur first. Tell him what she is ( Read more... )

[Morgana is decked out in a gorgeous but still practical red dress. She seems like the epitome of feminine grace...except for the big ass sword by her side.

You want to take the Camelot team's flag? Yeah. You're gonna have to get by her. Good luck.]

[ooc: IT'S ON, NARNIA. IT'S ON. Also, what's the Red team's "flag"? I vote Morgana for lulz]

[Morgana tosses fitfully in her sleep. She had taken twice the recommended dosage of Wilson's sleeping medicine -- it should have knocked her out completely. But as with every night, her sleep was plagued with dreams that gave her no rest.]

[ooc: Morgana's dreams are visions of the future. If you want your character to walk in on a vision of ( Read more... )

[Morgana sits by the apartment window, hemming a pair of Mordred's pants. It's dull work compared to the embroidery she's accustomed to, but she can't ask Gwen to do this too. Gwen has enough work to do. Besides, there's a tacit understanding that Mordred is her responsibility ( Read more... )

[After some...troubling experiences on the Network this morning, Morgana has decided that the safest thing for her to do today is to hide in her room until midnight passes, and avoid the Network at all costs. Action spam for those who live with her/anyone who wants to stop by!]