If they tell my story
I am either gonna die on the battlefield in glory
Morgan had put off this meeting for several days after the trip into the Hollowed Grounds. She had distracted herself with admittedly important tasks and missions, delved into research and meetings; for a while she had tried to convince herself that talking to Neron didn't have to happen at all. But as the days went on and she caught his eye every now and then, each time resulting in a stormy hour of confused anger and regret, she knew she'd have to do something. Before she acted out of impulse and had him thrown to the Ursurs.
The worst thing about it all was that she could hardly pretend he'd tricked her into anything. The bite had surprised her with it's power, but it was more akin to permission than manipulation: she'd seen within herself a side that had wanted to do what they had for a while.
A part of herself she was determined to bury.
Neron was apparently in one of the remaining reading rooms of the palace. A quaint place, all books and low tables with delicate tea cups, not the kind often found in Halo: as Morgan entered, the door opened so heavily that they shook in their saucers. With a single look, she commanded the guard to leave. She took a step into the room and opened her mouth, but found when she actually saw Neron nothing she could say seemed suitable: for the moment, she settled for a glare, waiting for him to make the first word.
The worst thing about it all was that she could hardly pretend he'd tricked her into anything. The bite had surprised her with it's power, but it was more akin to permission than manipulation: she'd seen within herself a side that had wanted to do what they had for a while.
A part of herself she was determined to bury.
Neron was apparently in one of the remaining reading rooms of the palace. A quaint place, all books and low tables with delicate tea cups, not the kind often found in Halo: as Morgan entered, the door opened so heavily that they shook in their saucers. With a single look, she commanded the guard to leave. She took a step into the room and opened her mouth, but found when she actually saw Neron nothing she could say seemed suitable: for the moment, she settled for a glare, waiting for him to make the first word.
Or Rise Up
MORGAN
Base Code by Sky!
