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Post by Emma Swan on Oct 30, 2015 15:47:28 GMT -5
The spell formed around the dagger had taken Emma by surprise. Regina had made the right precautions but caused Emma to be unable to get rid of the whispers that came from the one object that shared a deep connection with her. Since she’d tried to touch the dagger and came into contact with the spell that was conjured around it, Emma felt herself becoming weak. Together with her attempts on getting rid of the voices in her head, it asked a lot of her. The blonde wasn’t able to say something, she needed her energy to keep fighting against the darkness that wanted to get more and more to the surface before it would root down deeply inside of her and take over all of her actions and choices. Killian and all of the others were worried about her and searched for anything that could help her. It was then that Killian remembered of the king talking about a certain woman that was the healer around this place. A woman that seemed to be eager to help the moment they came into contact and explained that a certain blonde carrying the name Emma needed some help. Help to make her relax and stop thinking the whole time. Maybe even help her to sleep. Emma’s eyes wandered towards the door when it opened, revealing a dark haired woman who entered the room. Emma had never seen her before and wasn’t sure if she would be able to help with what was going on in reality. Killian and the others left the woman alone with Emma. Without any word she followed the woman’s movements towards the bed. Who was she? Morgana Petrova
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Post by Morgana Petrova on Nov 1, 2015 19:32:34 GMT -5
Morgan Le Faye, a woman of power, evil intentions, and magic beyond compare. Even this dark haired beauty surpasses the power and might of the great Merlin, if not his equal, which makes her a valued ally or threatening enemy. The entire kingdom knows her by her mortal name, Morgana Petrova, the healer sent from the heavens, but actually she was sent her as banishment from her original home as she was too lower hungry and dangerous for the fae world. The only people who knows of her standing is Merlin and King Arthur, Merlin and Morgan were actually friends so many moons ago but he too saw the evil in the dark haired woman. King Arthur followed suit after his affections for her, which were recently crushed for his Queen Guinevere. Morgan was destroyed, her heart was torn and it was broken as she was forced to sit by his side and smile while he kisses up onto his wife. Morgan wants her revenge, the King was just too stupid to see that as he was blinded by ignorance and fake loving. Merlin turning into a tree made things a lot easier for Morgan as their was no one to tell her what her motives could be and that she hasn't changed as the King continuously states, 'Camelot is a place of second chances, it doesn't matter of who you were before, but who you are now.' The only thing that has changed about Morgan was her name. Once she heard of the prophecy she knew it was the journey for Excalibur and the releasing of Merlin, so she knew she had to work face. Morgan knew the true story of Excalibur and it's dark power behind it, she wants Arthur to get a hold of his precious blade because she knows it will destroy him of everything. Although there seems to be a problem, the tip of the blade seems to be missing and she knows who has been wielding it for centuries. The Dark One. When Morgan heard of the blonde in the prophecy, she placed two and two together when she saw her in the forest of Camelot, speaking to herself looking pale and disheveled. Morgan knew from experience, she was a rising Dark One, which only meant the dagger is close. The wall back to Camelot wasn't long with a poof of red smoke, she was now by the King's side telling him her findings. A blonde is in need of my help and she will be critical to his position as King, especially since it is someone in dire need if he turned his back in her then the people will do the same. Classic manipulation. Morgan was pleased with herself when her demands were met and she was now standing in the door moments after everyone left it. The haired witch wore a silver toned dress that flowed elegantly to the floor, she wore a matching pair of silver medieval heels and her hair was made into curls that fell down her backside. Morgan watched her as she entered her room as she watched her too, following her in curiosity. Morgan held a cup of tea in her hand as she sat down near her bedside and slightly turned to the woman," You must be tired, probably a bit more than you wish to be," Morgan's enchanting tone filled the air," I am Morgana Petrova, the Kingdom's healer, I've brought you an herbal tea that was grounded for needed sleep and healing to your body." In actuality, the tea was charmed, spelled to allow the witch scry the Dark One's location. Emma Swan
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Post by Emma Swan on Nov 15, 2015 15:40:44 GMT -5
The slow movements of the woman who was called Morgana gave Emma the impression to be calculated and well thought out. Her once known spider senses came to the surface while her gaze didn’t wander off from the dark haired woman. Emma listened to her words. How would she know she felt that tired? Not one single word has been said and that woman already claimed to know her condition and complaints. “What makes you think I’m feeling that tired? Did Killian tell you?” the blonde studied the woman’s expression when she gave her that question. If she would be lying it wouldn’t take a long time to find that out. “A herbal tea?” Emma placed one of her hands onto the matrass of the bed and pushed herself up, shuffling more towards the wooden headrest, leaning against it. “I’m sorry but, I think I just need some time for myself, that’s all. It’s all very… kind on wanting to help me out, but I’m pretty sure that one of those herbal teas is not going to work. I don’t know what Killian might have told you, but I’m feeling a lot better already.” Emma gave the woman a small but forced smile. Something about her made her spider senses go haywire. Morgana Petrova
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Post by Morgana Petrova on Dec 1, 2015 10:37:17 GMT -5
Morgan smiled at Emma as she watched her rise form her bedside and only the flicker in Morgan’s eyes told her she wasn’t buying what Emma was selling. Morgan stood calmly as she placed her hand on her hip and played with a curl in her long dark hair,” A well-crafted lie you eased through your lips,” Morgan said as she smiled playfully at Emma. Even from where she stood she could feel the dark magic radiating off Emma just trying to be released into world to spread its shroud of power and Morgan will be right there to help enforce its awakening. Morgan walked from the bedside with the cup in hand to be closer to Emma as she spoke,” Do not don’t the power of herbal tea as it has many properties that can help with your current calling.” Morgan said as she eyed Emma. “I and Killian have not yet met, but I do not intend on ever meeting with the one-handed man,” Morgan said as she came up face to face with Emma,” It is you that I am here for and you are going to much of my help, whether you see it now or later.” Morgan said as she held the cup up to Emily,” The prophecy my King speaks of is the return of the Savior and of Darkness,” Morgan said with a calm, but alluring voice,” The savior was fair and pure, while darkness was ravenous and terrible,” Morgan slowly grabbed Emma’s hand to place the cup into her grasp,” You my dear is the savior and the growing darkness,” Morgan said with a confident tone,” I feel it, you feel the darkness growing inside you and it is tempting your morals to turn against the ones you love,” Morgan said calmly,” You and your friends may have fooled everyone else, but I am not that blind to the true power that stands before us.” Morgan said with a helpful smile. “Don’t worry, I will not speak your secret nor expose your friends,” Morgan continued,” Although, you must do the same for me, I will help you, but you must not speak my doings to anyone.” Morgan spoke calmly as she lied through her teeth,” This tea, will help slow the darkness growing inside you giving the light enough time to battle the darkness inside you,” Morgan said as she placed a hand on Emma’s shoulder,” Although the light cannot fight on its own my dear friend.” Emma SwanOOC: Sorry for the long wait, im so sorry
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Post by Emma Swan on Dec 18, 2015 15:43:43 GMT -5
A frown appeared on her forehead when Emma heard that the woman who stood in the exact same room didn’t meet Killian before she got there. If Killian didn’t explain the condition of Emma to her, then how was it that she knew this much about what was going on? “How do you know?” her voice was nothing more than a whisper, her hand embraced the warmth of the cup filled with herbal tea when it got gently pushed into her grip. Worry raised from the bottom of her stomach as it felt like the whole room became nothing more than a dark emptiness, only to have one part that managed to stay lightened. That part was where the strange woman stood. The attention brought upon the woman was one of a strong kind. One that felt as if it had the blonde in its powerful grip. “Thank you for not telling anyone about who I truly am. Or what I truly am…” her eyes lowered and broke with the dark haired woman who felt as being the guidance she needed right now. A kind of guidance that Killian and the rest of her family weren’t able to achieve and give. It felt as if this woman knew exactly what it was to be dealing with such force of darkness inside, wanting to come out, wanting to get to the surface. A force that Regina nor Killian had ever experienced. “So far I’m not sure if any of the people who followed me here will suspect something villainous in you bringing me a herbal tea.” The dark color of the tea proved to be ready to get consumed. Emma brought her other hand around the cup, embracing the warmth and bringing the cup towards her mouth, only to stop when it touched her lips. “Why are you doing this? Helping me? I don’t know you, just like you don’t know me. You don’t have one single reason why you would have to help me.” Morgana Petrovaooc: oh definitely not a problem sweetie. I have all the time in the world ;-)
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Post by Morgana Petrova on Dec 26, 2015 13:37:38 GMT -5
Morgana, Meeting, Emma Swan lyrics @ Lana Del Rey. notes – Eek <3 words - 350ish
In the Land of Gods and Monsters I was an Angel
Morgana smiled at Emma as she questioned her motives and like the snake she was she slithered around the truth and spoke only what the young blonde wanted to here,” Why question a good gesture? Do you believe it is too good to be true or is it the darkness inside you that doesn’t want to be fixed?” Morgana questioned with a low smile, her eyes watching Emma carefully as she questioned her,” No one could understand what you are going through but Aye as I have battled with that darkness firsthand.” Morgana is telling Emma the truth on that part, but in actuality, Morgana never beat the darkness that was inside, but she allowed it to fester, so she may reap her everlasting revenge.
“Drink the tea or I won’t have to tell your secret, Dark One,” Morgana said with a serious expression,” You are going to do that for me, when the darkness takes over.” Morgana continued,” The thing about the power you possess, is that it cannot be stopped nor destroyed, but it can change its form, which it has done by choosing a new host.” Morgana said carefully,” If you do not want to destroy everything and everyone around you because you did not trust a good thing when you had it, then it will be on your own conscious.” Morgana said as she face to face with Emma and wrapped her own hands on Emma’s and spoke with an enchantment, which caused her voice to be enticing, tempting, and also like her voice was echoing in Emma’s ears as she slowly pushed the cup back to Emma lips,” Drink the tea, it will set you free, become what destiny has set you to be, day or night, good or evil, destiny has decided between the lesser evils, so make your choice between what’s unknown, make the decision that already known.”
Living in the Garden Of Evil
Credit to @emily
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