Morgan
the glacier
I'm king of the land,
I'm a ruler of seas
I'm a ruler of seas
Morgan, especially not in the mood she was in right now, was not in the mood for jokes and quips. Still, recognising who Sunjata was, she decided to give him a slight smile this once; people of Torchline were, as she understood, generally more easy going than those of Halo, and she was in their land.
She followed to the office, glad that they were not to have this meeting on the boxing ring, a possibility she had considered and balked at. Morgan sat and did briefly look over the Governor before speaking; his tattoos and obvious bite scars speaking to a life perhaps more prone to hedonism than her own. Purposefully taking her eyes away from his neck, she drew from her pocket the letters Nate had sent her and placed them on the desk.
"I received these letters from a man named Nathaniel Wrenzoak. Any relation to yourself?" Morgan asked.
She followed to the office, glad that they were not to have this meeting on the boxing ring, a possibility she had considered and balked at. Morgan sat and did briefly look over the Governor before speaking; his tattoos and obvious bite scars speaking to a life perhaps more prone to hedonism than her own. Purposefully taking her eyes away from his neck, she drew from her pocket the letters Nate had sent her and placed them on the desk.
"I received these letters from a man named Nathaniel Wrenzoak. Any relation to yourself?" Morgan asked.
Treasures and crowns wouldn't mean a thing
If I only had a heart
If I only had a heart
