There's nothing you believe you want
Morgan knew that when it came to the fighting that had to happen over Longnight, she was at a disadvantage of sorts, not having the same abilities as the Ascended nor the experience. Her fighting history was a benefit, of course, but she'd have to be smart about what battles she involved herself in and where.
With that being the case, helping as much as she could with preparations felt right. A lot of this was new to her (until she'd caught on, Morgan had spent a long time wondering what the moss was for), but with instruction and example, she'd follow along. It was always good to have a safe place to retreat. Holding up the fabric for Wessex to tack it over the windows, she wondered if it would actually work: she'd have to just have faith in those that had faced these monsters before.
She certainly wasn't expecting to see a child; Morgan turned to look at Azrael with raised eyebrows, wondering why one so young was around - hadn't everyone been evacuated or left of their own will that wasn't fighting, by now? Still, it wasn't up to her if Azrael helped. She looked to Wessex and waited for her word.
With that being the case, helping as much as she could with preparations felt right. A lot of this was new to her (until she'd caught on, Morgan had spent a long time wondering what the moss was for), but with instruction and example, she'd follow along. It was always good to have a safe place to retreat. Holding up the fabric for Wessex to tack it over the windows, she wondered if it would actually work: she'd have to just have faith in those that had faced these monsters before.
She certainly wasn't expecting to see a child; Morgan turned to look at Azrael with raised eyebrows, wondering why one so young was around - hadn't everyone been evacuated or left of their own will that wasn't fighting, by now? Still, it wasn't up to her if Azrael helped. She looked to Wessex and waited for her word.
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Morgan
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