a curse for every mile of ocean crossed

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Characters: Morgana and thou!
Location: Across the Multiverse
Time: Throughout the day
Summary: Magic is banned in Camelot, which is clearly why Morgana is getting magically shunted through the multiverse.
Warnings: Your princess is in another universe.

[Feel free to just comment here, starting off describing your character doing whatever, and Morgana will randomly appear beside them. Use log-style prose or spam-style brackets, as you prefer]

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[destinedking.livejournal.com]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[He's not the only sneaky person in this family. And of course, two people being sneaky can only mean one thing: they bump into each other outside the stable doors.

She is totally wearing the medieval version of this. Because it's cool. And because she really wants to go out hunting alone.]

Arthur! [SUPER QUIETLY] Why are you here?

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

Why am I here? I should be asking you the same thing.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[Noisy shoes are what every betrayal-prone princess needs! She looks around, then steps into the stables and yanks him in with her. THANKFULLY, no stable hands around. Right now, just because it's so early. They have a limited time span. But it does mean they don't have to hiss as much, which is good, as that's murder on the voice.]

That isn't your business. I didn't realise you were able to wake up this early, my Lord.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

[Night was falling on Gallifrey. The Citadel was as quiet as it ever was and Leela had made her way to the roof of one of many city's many towers in order to watching the setting suns in peace.

Peace was all too rare, these days.]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[Morgana landed badly, confused and out of place. The skies were strange and nothing sounded or smelled like Camelot, like anywhere in Albion. Thinking first of the possibly danger (and remembering her arrival on the Plane and how that had gone) she put her bow back with the quiver, only so she could draw her sword quickly if she had to. She knew what a warrior looked like when she saw one. And she had little idea how to start this conversation.]

Forgive me, but I seem to have lost my way.

[anoblesavage.livejournal.com]

[Leela was only a danger to those who threatened the people she had sworn to protect. The woman might have appeared out of nowhere, but she was not dangerous. She was confused and lost, for all that she tried to hide it.]

Where were you trying to go? I know you are no Time Lord.

You do not need to lie to me. I will not have to hurt you as long as your sword remains in it's sheath.

[hypospraying]

Christine had just finished assisting one of the Enterprise's doctors with a patient and was now updating the patient's med file as both doctor and patient went back to their duties.

She was humming to herself as she touched the screen to bring up the page she needed, then started typing in the cause of the injury and treatment given. Pretty normal stuff on this pretty normal day.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

The second arrival was more disorienting than the first, because at least Gallifrey had a proper sky. This room was even more foreign to Morgana with the look of its machines and the style of its clothing. But it was easier now, because it had happened before, and she could hope that Christine, like Leela, knew the Plane. "I'm sorry to interrupt you," she said. She hoped it wouldn't be too alarming a surprise for the other woman. "But I find myself in need of some aid."

[hypospraying]

Christine's heart leapt into her throat at the sound of the voice, simply because she hadn't heard anyone approach. But she calmed herself and turned towards the voice, ready to aid her fellow crew member.

Instead, she was greeted by a woman who most definitely was not a member of Starfleet. She wracked her brain to think if any ambassadors were on board, but she remembered that the ship was three days out from its next mission and was warping through space. So who was this?

"Er, o-of course." She swallowed, trying to hide her surprise. "Are you injured?"

[lamb_of_gold]

An afternoon with trainees was far more tiring an experience than Mu ever remembered it being. The thrice-damned headache wasn't helping either, and more and more Mu was thinking that one among that small cluster was gifted as he was. It would simply be a matter of finding out who it was.

Which was hard, when they all seemed to be mentally screaming at him, however unwittingly.

But they'd been dismissed for the day and with the lambs in Jamir, that left Mu blessedly alone at his temple. On the front porch. With a cup of tea. But alone.

For now.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Morgana was relieved to see Mu. She walked to his side quickly, a smile blossoming on her face. "Mu. I was beginning to think I would only be placed in worlds of which I knew nothing."

[lamb_of_gold]

Mu was surprised. Very surprised. Even with the degree of overlap the realities shared, it was rare for someone to find their way here...

"Morgana. What a plesant surprise."

...but her wording seemed odd.


"What do you mean?"

[bob-fraser-snr.livejournal.com]

Bob is building a lean-to in the dimming light which is looking over a cliff, it's still early enough in the year to be snow-covered but the weather is starting to feel like it's thinking about warming up.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Not ready for snow, Morgana stumbles a bit in it before steadying herself. The chill is not unfamiliar or the worst Camelot has seen, but still she wraps her arms around herself as she approaches Bob. The pattern of meeting people from the Plane would, she hoped, hold. "Hello?"

[bob-fraser-snr.livejournal.com]

Bob tips his hat to her. "Ma'am."

asfghjkl laaaate! why didn't I see this before? ;;;;;;

[sosweet]

Patrol duties were something that Saga was used to. A way to distract himself and not to be found throughout Sanctuary. It was dark already when he arrived at his Temple, walking through the hallway directly to his room. He knew his twin was having a "boy's night" with Milo, Camus, Aioria, his brother Aioros and Shura at Scorpio Temple, so the Gemini Saint was alone for the rest of the night.

He took off his Gold Cloth and kept it inside his golden box before heading to the bathroom and taking a shower. After that, he was drying his hair with a towel absent-mindedly, just wearing a pair of trousers, barefoot and completely shirtless, exposing his well-shaped upper body.

Finally walking through the kitchen to have a glass with water, completely sure that there was no one inside the Temple at this hour... or so he thought.

You are here now!!

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Morgana had been getting mostly used to this, though each world was strange. She was always careful when she arrived, looking first for somebody who might be from the Plane. It would have been a relief to see Saga.

If he had not been half-naked.

Morgana clapped a hand over her mouth and turned around immediately, before even addressing him. She remembered to put her hand down before speaking. "Forgive the intrusion. I have been unwillingly moved between the spheres for some time now."

Had Morgana not been so caught by surprise, she might have instead teased Saga. This sort of multiversal displacement tended to catch one off-guard, regrettably.

8D ♥

[sosweet]

Hearing that recognizable sweet voice caused Saga to jolt and turn around abruptly, just to see Morgana with eyes wide open giving her back to him.

"Lady Mor--"

He stopped, looking at himself and couldn't help but blush faintly, now his back facing hers.

"H-How is that...?" He looked for suitable words while looking at the counter in front of him because he had no other option. "How is it possible that you are here... my lady?" Was it a merger between them? He didn't expect it to be this fast. Even more, the awkward the situation they were placed in.

I am very, very late. I know. <<

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

It has been a long day, a long few months, and it looks like there will be no end to it for some time.

It is not the worse case scenario, as Artery is fond of reminding her, for that'd involve the demons swiftly getting bored of a, to all intents and purposes, human queen and ripping her limb from limb - but it is hardly the best. Not with the spectre of Death, the one that drove her to action, rising steadily by the day, not with Loss still not found, not with Beranabus still out there and capable of taking all that she has worked for and turning it into dust!

(Well, probably not into dust but you never know with Beranabus - he has ruined her life many times before; he could probably do it again.)

Queen Juni, as she is fond of reminding Artery, is not a happy bunny.

...Which is why she is sitting alone in her webbed throne room, with a glass of wine (or something that looks like wine) in her hand and a rather annoyed expression upon her face.

Yep, life is totally awesome.

<33

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Morgana is getting used to it by now, and this time, seeing that webbed thrown and the woman in it, Morgana actually raises sceptical eyebrows. What a strange place to sit. "Good afternoon, Queen Juni."

Re: <33

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

It's actually rather comfy! Which, hey, she wouldn't have ever said when she was human - but new experiences are good!

...As long as they don't involve sudden queens appearing out of the air and causing her to spit out her 'wine' (it doesn't stick to the throne like wine; but she'll deny that 'til the day she gives up and throws the throne at the demons.) If that happens she'll just hack for a moment and then look rather bemused, as all great web-sitting people must do in their lives.

"...Queen Morgana?"

post world hopping;

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

After a great deal of debate, Arthur finally prodded himself to enter the dining hall to have dinner with Morgana. As much as he wished to avoid whatever argument awaited him, it was better to get it over with now than to let it linger.

He took a breath, before opening the door, bracing himself for the cold shoulder or the heated argument, he wasn't sure which would assault him.

He was not expecting an empty dining room. There was a moment of panic and concern, before it struck him that Morgana was probably making some sort of point by not being here. Typical. He wouldn't - no he did not - care.

Arthur sat down, content to eat his meal. He would let her throw her tantrum. It would be nice to have some more peace and quiet - or so he told himself.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

As if by an enchantment, Morgana appeared in the dining hall. Her first feeling was relief at finally having made it back to Camelot. Her second was to look around for guards. There were none, but there was one person. Morgana affected nonchalance and said, "I hope you did something productive with your day."

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

Arthur was alarmed at Morgana's appearance, but quickly caught himself, remembering the Plane. She must have gone to waste time in that place. It was the only explanation, as the idea of Morgana possessing magic was ludicrous.

He did wish she would not visit the Plane unaccompanied. Everything of that place felt dangerous and wrong. Trying to stop Morgana would only encourage her though, so he said nothing on the matter - at the moment.

Instead he glanced up at Morgana, looking bored, before returning to his meal.

"Whatever I did was far more productive than cheap parlor tricks. You're only lucky there was no one else in this room."