Morgana Athena Chi-en

"Thats smells much better" morgana said, a cheeky grin spreading across her face. Handing him a clean set of clothes she had found whilst he was in the fresher, she said "Tell me when your changed, you need something done with that hair. And im going to have to teach you how to shave, i get the feeling thats the one thing father wouldn't think to teach you." Turning, she left the room and waited outside.

Morgana's eyebrows creased a little for a moment, before her face softened. She walked over to her brother and hugged him. "I dont mind being hugged, but when Im not in the best of moods, and you sneak up on me, i dont take very well to it. And thankyou, ive had an extremely good morning so far. You look... exactly as i last saw you. Come to think of it, you need a haircut, a shower and a shave." Turning to her mother, she said "Certainly... Ill only be a few minutes" Shoving her brother gently, she grabbed his arm and began to drag him towards a refresher. When she finally managed to drag him within range of one, she gave him one last great shove, pushing him inside fully clothed, and turned on the taps, before closing the curtains on him. "I suggest you get rid of those clothes and use the soap... just... rub it everywhere on yourself, until your clean. Especially your hair."

Having awoken somewhat peacefully now that she was once again home, morgana awoke and stretched, before throwing off the covers and standing. Slipping on a dressing gown, she moved to her balcony, smiling into the sunlight. The time in space had done her a world of good, but she felt secure here once again, her previous fears nothing but a tingle of caution whenever she used her fathers sorcery. Moving back into her room, she called a servant to her and asked the girl to bring her a balanced breakfast, before slipping off her gown and moving into the refresher, cleansing herself thoughroughly before drying off and stepping out to get dressed. She picked out a long dress of a deep golden silk, the material thin and flowing about her waist and legs where it wasnt snugged to the curves of her body. When she had dressed and groomed herself, she ate her breakfast with a smile on her face. She felt more alive than usual today, and felt a slight need to indulge herself, which she followed happily today. Although usually she felt no need to eat well, dress well or infact give off any signs of her mood, today she really wanted to. Having finished her meal, she stood, and reached out happily to her mother, before making her way into the room. Even her brothers presence seemed to find no hold in her happiness, and she beamed at him as readily as she beamed at her mother. Hugging the pair, she said "Good morning!"

Still totally calm, and ignoring her mothers shock for the moment, morgana simply explained to her father. "I said I can deal with a brother. I never said I would like him, or tolerate him touching me the first time Ive ever met him. Im happy that your happy with the child, but I have limits. Anyway, hes a demi-god... How much damage can I do by throwing him off of me?" Shaking her head, morgana looked over to her mother, who had passed out. Walking over to her, she kissed her gently on the cheek, before doing the same to her father, and making her way to her rooms.

Totally calm, morgana twisted, slipping down between his arms with ease as she brought one elbow up into his gut, reaching behind her to grasp his shoulders as he convulsed forwards and using his own momentum to throw him over her and onto the floor. Straightening up, she completely ignored the situation, carrying on as if nothing had happened. Turning back to her mother, morgana resumed her place on the side of her bed and said "Im sorry I left for so long, and wasnt here to help you with... this. I think ive at least come to terms with having other siblings... to a degree."

A ship exited from hyperspace, bearing a far more calm and collected morgana to the surface of yavin 4. During her little vacation, morgana had simply taken consolance in the emptiness of space, and used the lack of contact to meditate and slowly heal her traumatized psyche. When the ship had landed, morgana exited and immediately opened the bond between herself and her mother for the first time in weeks, finding her location and moving towards it. Slipping through back passageways and servants tunnels, she came out just infront of her mothers door, and simply knocked once before entering... Morgana's eyes widened as she took in the scene, and narrowed once again as she ignored it for now, instead moving over to her mother.

Finally morgana couldnt take it anymore. The powers that assaulted her wouldnt be overthrown by crystals, and although she loved her mothers gifts, she had to be free of this place for a while, and come to grips with herself. Kissing her mother on the cheek gently, she made her way to her ship, and blasted off away from this place, heading to somewhere she could find herself again.

Shaking her head gently, she turned to her mother... She knew that this would hurt her slightly, but she had to let some of it out. Reaching up and holding the sides of her head, she opened herself to her mother, letting her most recent experiences pour through the bond, but being careful to keep everything down a tone. She knew her mother would notice that the memories seemed too distant, but if she released them all at their full strength, her mother would be left in the same state she was in. Standing up without saying a word, she moved to the balcony, pondering the gift her father had given her. She would learn to play it, it could take her mind off of her experiences. Gently, she toyed with the pendant her mother had given her, idly playing to ease her own thoughts.

Putting one foot up on the side of the landspeeder, morgana pushed herself out of it, landing solidly on her feet. She hadnt even heard what fynn said, but she needed to do alot of thinking before she confronted either of her parents. Making her way up to her room, she stood on the balcony outside and looked over the sunrise... Even that seemed tainted to her. Deep inside her she knew that she would be tormented so long as she was in her fathers presence, or the presence of his creations. In essence, he and those creations were just manifestations of the things which had tormented her. She knew what she had to do, but she wanted to talk to her father first. still, she needed a little while alone first. Crossing her legs, she began meditating as her mother had taught her.

Morgana stood up, walking into the skimmer without a word, and sitting up the back, once again drawing her knees to her chest, and hugging them while she waited for the other two.

Still shaking, morgana managed to force out one short sentence. "My fathers sorcery has its price. Im lucky to still be alive right now." Letting go of darla, morgana shakily got to her feet, and moved outside. She needed some air, and to be near natural things for a while. The only problem was that this entire planet contained traces of chaos energy, a result of tzeentchs original manifestation here, and his alterations to it. No matter how much she tried, she couldnt shake the feeling that the longer she spent on this planet, or any other planet of chaos, the more chance she would have of slipping back into the nightmares. Sitting down outside the cave, she attempted to push these thoughts from her mind. She would have to hide the deeper troubles of her mind from everyone... Her mother couldnt move far yet, but she would force herself to if she knew the way morgana was reacting to this planet... Ill just have to learn some sort of control over this...

Morgana's unnatural sleep was tearing her appart. Chaotic demons not of this world attemted to claw her mind into their own dimension, and fill her with themselves, allowing them to make their way into this dimension. The only thing that held them at bay was her heritage. Being the daughter of one of the four gods of chaos, she had some sense of immunity to being posessed, although it wouldnt hold out forever. At the moment it was only slowing down the demons, only letting them scar her mind, instead of claw it away from her. Shivering as she tried to control her emotions and her mind, she thought back to what her studies of pyromancy had told her... Her only power was passion, and emotion. She was already in the realm of these demons, so she couldnt directly use their own powers against them, or they would collectively gain a stronger grasp on her mind. What she could do though, is draw strength from it. Slowly allowing her fear, horror and terror build up in her, she drew strength from these emotions, feeding the energy into herself, and slowly pushing back the demons that were plagueing her. Finally she awoke, shaking terribly, and clutched at darla, burying her face in the womans shoulder, absolutely exhausted, terrified and scarred mentally.

Still tossing and turning in the cave, morgana lay awake thinking still. Time seemed to be standing still, and she had no way to tell if it hadnt... Finally she managed to force herself to relax, and after a few minutes even managed to drift off to sleep... Only to be awoken by darla's voice echoing through her mind. The only problem was, no matter how hard she tried, she couldnt reply. The connection she had to her mother was natural, something as ingrained as the one she had with her father. She had never formed a connection to darla, and now she wished she had. Taking a moment to sit down, she considered the option of sending up a flare... She could quite easily let loose a massive fireball into the sky, giving darla an idea of where she was, the only problem would be that she had been using her powers frequently today, and she wasnt sure at all if she could handle such a large drain on her energy... But she had no choice. Darla could spend the night wandering around without finding her, or be attacked by a pack of the feline creatures that roamed this forest. Walking outside, steadying herself, and closing her eyes, morgana held her hand in front of herself, slowly building up a fireball. When she was satisfied that the thing would be easily visible in the night sky, she thrust her palm towards the sky, and the fireball was launched high. Collapsing to the ground, she had just enough strength left to extinguish the thing just in time to save the forest from being set on fire. Passing out, she slipped into a nightmare unlike any that could ever be experienced normally... The demons in this nightmare were real.

Sighing when fynn walked straight past her without even noticing her, morgana stood. Normally by now, someone would have come looking for her, even just a servant asking if she wanted any food, but everyone seemed so caught up with this new baby to even bother with her. And then to have fynn walk right past her without saying a word. He had always been a little cool towards her since she first tried to flirt with him, but then, he had never completely ignored her. Standing up, morgana began to walk off through the grounds around the castle. Heading out into the forest surrounding the castle, she just kept on walking. She definately needed to have some time alone. *** Hours later, morgana noticed it had begun to get darker, and realised just how long she had been walking for. Although she could tell through her bond which way her mother, and thus the castle was, morgana still had to follow the lie of the land. Walking along for a short while, she found she had gone the wrong way, not following the path that had led her here. Turning back, she tried to make her way back to the trail, but it was getting darker and darker. When she finally came to a cliff she had never seen before, morgana gave up. She had lost the other trail, and it was dark now. She had no hope of finding her way home in this darkness without hurting herself, and she would have to seek shelter soon... Collecting up a massive bundle of wood, she slid her pants off, and tied the wood up with them. The rest of her clothes were far too flimsy, and would give her problems. Slinging the bundle of wood over her shoulder, she began following the cliff, hoping for a cave. Igniting a small ball of fire in her hand, she managed to find one a few minutes later. She wouldnt be able to keep this fire up much longer, or she would risk being ripped from reality from a demon of chaos. Quickly making sure the cave was unoccupied, she dropped the wood, untied her pants, and lit a fire with the help of her ball of fire. Tending the fire and banking it up for the night, she curled up on the hard dirt floor, and tried to get some sleep. She had been completely ignored, and now she was sleeping in the dirt, in a cave. Great.

Sitting at the top of the steps that led through to the main entrance to the temple, morgana bathed in the sunlight, gently running a ball of fire she had summoned across the back of one hand. She almost felt guilty at using the powers her fathers demon had taught her, and knew the concequences that could occur if she over used them, but at the moment she didnt care. She was in a particularly melancholy mood, quietly thinking through the problems that could arise from this child. As she sat quietly on her own, she saw a figure approaching, eventually resolving itself into fynn, her mothers apprentice. Extinguishing the small flame, morgana waited for him to make his way up to the top of the steps.

Looking at the child with a little apprehension, morgana found herself almost analyzing the child. As far as she was concerned, this source of her parents joy would have to be watched carefully... She had her own personal agenda's to take care of.

Dropping out of hyperspace, Morgana's ship made its way down through the atmosphere at speeds usually reserved for travel outside of a planets gravity well. Ploughing straight down through the atmosphere, the ship was only held together by the energies coursing throughout it, and morgana's own partial control of fire. Not even bothering to slow down as she approached the planet, morgana cut the engines and engaged the front thrusters, bringing the ship level with the surface of the planet. Cutting all engines and shields, morgana then pushed full power into the repulsorlifts, landing shakily near her mothers presence. Bolting out of the ship as fast as she possibly could, morgana's awareness of her mothers pain grew as she approached her. When she finally managed to reach skye, morgana knelt next to her, and carefully helped her to the bedchamber. Laying her down gently, morgana's brow creased as she wondered what exactly she should be doing...

Morgana's ship made its way through hyperspace to yavin 4, stopping along the way and making a few random jumps in order to hide the planets location.

As she made the final preperations to drop out of hyperspace, morgana felt a slight tingle on the back of her neck. Not actually being force trained, morgana didnt realise that something interesting was about to happen, until it did so. Pushing forwards on the lever controlling the hyperdrive, Morgana felt a massive impact on one side of the ship, as they were struck by a loose piece of shrapnel, half a second after they returned to sub light speeds. The two occupants of the ship were thrown in their chairs, although luckily they were strapped in tight. Finally regaining control of the ship, Morgana ignored the bruising from the straps of her chair, and instantly took the ship straight towards one of maultauros's moons. Unbuckling herself from the strap, she rubbed her stomach and chest, checking that none of the skin was broken from the impact. Looking over at fynn, He seemed alright, but she didnt trust appearances. "Are you ok? That was quite a shakeup. We need to get outside, and check this place out. From the looks of things we are going to have to wait a while in order to repair the ship, or send a comm to maultauros, as we are on the dark side of the moon. Looks like we get to wait this out, and im fairly sure im almost out of food on this thing too... Ill have to take a closer look, but i get the feeling that impact might have been something tearing part of the ship off." Shaking her head, she wasnt all that worried. If it came to it, they could go hungry for a few days. There should be undamaged oxygen masks around here somewhere, she had them strewn throughout the ship in case of emergency. Digging through various parts of the ship for supplies and equipment, she made a pile in the tiny living quarters of the ship, mumbling to herself the whole time. ((continue this in the maultauros thread. You make the first of our posts there, and make sure you put in it that we are on one of maultauros's moons))

Nodding to the man, Morgana moved up into the cockpit, sitting and loosing herself in her own thoughts. Despite this mans intention to join the jedi, she had to admit to herself that he was cute. After mulling over the thought for a while, she was startled by the proximity alarm, warning her that they had about 5 mins until they reached maultauros. Turning the claxon off, she opened up a comm chanel over the entire ship. "Were almost at maultauros. Would you mind coming up to the cockpit and strapping in? Id rather not bring back a bloodied pulp for my mother, this ship isnt known for its easy hyperspace exits." Strapping herself in, she waited for him to join her.

Grinning at his comment, morgana replied "Powers greater than those of a jedi protect me, and are mine to command to an extent. There are far better ways to serve people than by joining with the jedi, but its your choice. Im not one to stop you from wasting your time with such a petty religion." Shaking her head slightly, Morgana said "It will be some time before we reach our destination, do you want some food? Im not a bad cook." Winking at him, she stood and led him down to the galley, where she began preparing a tangy dish from an outer rim planet that virtually no one knew of nowdays. Serving it up, she sat down next to him, and began eating.

Hurtling through space, and set to automatically alert her as they approached maultauros, morgana's ship bore her and Fynn to their destination. "So why would such a handsome man as yourself want to become a jedi? Surely there are other more enticing paths for someone who seems so capable?" Morgana watched his reaction carefully. Just because her mother was one of these... jedi didnt mean morgana had to like the order, or the members of it. It would be a shame to see such a man wasted on something so fruitless.

Morganas ship hit hyperspace hard, pushing her back against the acceleration seat. Hurtling through the mealstrom of bright lights and swirling darkness, morgana was born towards coruscant, and the last call.

Morgana's ship flew through hyperspace, heading for her fathers domain.

Picking her terribly burnt and scarred body up of the ground, she allowed the lava to drip off of her. Slowly, morganas body began to heal, thanks to the blood of her father. Within minutes, the burnt flesh was falling off of her, being replaced by new flesh, and fairly soon, her body was returned to normal. Strangely, the only thing that has survived the lava were the twin gauntlets her father had given her. Then again, he was a god. At the back of her shoulder, one small mark remained, a burn in the shape of a single flame. Kneeling on one knee, she said "Thankyou master. I leave the fate of the two sith to you. I must depart, and return to my father." Standing once again, she boarded her ship, and cueing the auto prep, got dressed again. Glad her father had thought to put some clothes in the ship for her, she walked into the cockpit, and took off. Outside of the atmosphere, she set the co-ordinates for her fathers planet. Once the calculations were complete, she pulled back gently on a lever, and the ship disappeared into a maelstrom of colours and light, dragging her along with it.