Adunaphell wrote:
> >> "Stunt," Lysia says innocently, "since when is wanting a moment
> >> to talk to my sister alone a stunt. You do remember how to dance
> >> don't you Morgana? Or should I call you David?"
> >
> > "You know the act, little sister." she says archly, "I'm David now.
> > I'll be Morgana again in my next recreation."
>
> "Very well, David." She looks vaguely disapointed.
>
> >> "Oh fine," Lysia says somehow disapointed, "you can lead as
> >> usual."
> >
> > "I *always* lead." Morgana says firmly, "Always!"
>
> Lysia smiles a little, "Well you should learn to follow while
> dancing, it's rather nice not to be in total control once in a very
> small while."
"No thank you." Morgana/David says firmly.
> >> Her smile becomes genuine for a moment, "She's gorgeous isn't
> >> she, I mean I had no idea how much I missed her until I saw her.
> >> You do let her read the letters I send don't you?"
> >
> > "Reminds me of mother." Lysia's sister says quietly and for *just*
> > a moment Lysia sees something akin to affection, even love, in her
> > sister's eyes, but the moment passes as her eyes narrow, "You
> > *neice* is *not* to be disturbed by anything you write. After I vet
> > them, sister, I allow her to see those that won't scar her for
> > life."
>
> "I'll have you know I've never, *ever* written anything but kindness
> and words of encouragement. I know you're a better mother than I
> could ever hope to be, I just hope you live up to your potential in
> that field. She's just a little girl Morgana... David... whatever,
> don't disapoint her. Her real mothers enough of a disappointment as
> it is." Lysia sounds genuinely sad as she finishes.
"I'll see she grows up safe and sane." Morgana says, "Or as sane as it
is possible for a David to be."
> >>> Then leaning forward she whispers in Lysia's ear, "He's a
> >>> Zeristu *spy*! Just *your* sort of pig."
> >>
> >> "*They* are all pigs Morgana, once you figure that out you'll be
> >> much happier."
> >>
> >> Lysia leans into her sister and looks quickly at Burke, "He is
> >> rather obvious isn't he? I mean the moment I walked in the door I
> >> thought, good lord man, blend or something, all he needs is a
> >> silly little electric sign flashing over his head to complete the
> >> image."
> >
> > "Seems not to be, to a great many people." Morgana whispers back,
> > "But then, you and I, know sociopaths when *we* see them, don't
> > we?"
>
> "When you have seen as many of them as we have you become an expert
> in the feild." Lysia grins, "What is with that hideous little
> comb-over anyways? Dear lord man you're bald, just let it die."
>
> >> "You know," she says whispering into her sisters ear, "it was
> >> Geoffrey who told me how to get into the service, filled my
> >> little head with stories of romance and adventure." Lysia moves
> >> back to better judge her sisters reaction, "I think he wanted you
> >> all to himself and utilizing my self destructive tendancies
> >> seemed likely the best way to get me out of the picture."
> >
> > "Ha!" Morgana laughs, "That sounds like him to a tee! You should
> > have noticed that *he* didn't join you in that live of romance and
> > adventure."
>
> "Geoffrey never had any intention of joining me, not the slightest
> incling." Lysia's frowns as she looks over at him, "The man is a
> coward, through and through. I could make him cry like a child
> inside of a minute now. Bullies are always cowards, some of them you
> just have to peel back more skin to find the coward."
"Yes, but remember that he is a *sadistic* coward, so don't ever put
yourself into a position where he can practice his sadism on you."
David/Morgana says back quietly, "I may treat you badly at times, Lysia,
but we are both part of a dysfunctional family, so that can be forgiven.
Geof just *likes* hurting people, and he would especially like hurting
you or I."
> >> Lysia smiles, "You approve? Well that *must* have been painful. I
> >> saw the dress yesterday at D'Vega's and it screamed out to me,
> >> you don't think it's to low cut in the back do you?"
> >
> > "You remind me just how beautiful *I* am when I choose to be a
> > woman." Morgana says.
>
> "Speaking of which, I can see I'm going to have to start on some kind
> of firming schedule before my ass and tits start pointing out the
> floor." An acidic smile crosses her lips.
"Yes, you will." Morgana ignores the not so hidden jab, "Or find an
excellent regen surgeon, as I have."
> >> The wicked grin crosses her face again, "Actually my doctor says
> >> I'm getting much better and while I'm still nasty and angst
> >> ridden, my self destructive tendancies are all gone. For the
> >> first time in a *very* long time I can say I'm happy again."
> >
> > This causes Morgana's eyebrows to raise, "You? Happy? Impossible!"
>
> "No really," Lysia says seriously, "I think Sequi really was the
> cure. It's a wonderful world, quiet and my lord it smells so good.
> The people are friendly and winds are warm when they're supposed to
> be warm and cool when they're supposed to be cool."
>
> >> "Really?" Lysia says looking at Ricardo carefully, "you think
> >> he's dishy? I mean I suppose so, ruggedly handsome in a roguish
> >> way." She pulls Morgana close, "You should see the ship's doctor,
> >> she's simply to die for." She leans out quickly, "But you
> >> understand I could never be seen in public with anyone who can
> >> carry of a Galina Zorn better than us."
> >
> > "Certainly not!" Morgana's eyes twinkle for a second and Lysia sees
> > the corners of her lips turn up, just a hair, but Morgana controls
> > herself just in time leaving only the twinkle in the eyes.
>
> "You almost smiled, I saw it, don't deny it. You really should meet
> her, I certian I've heard her say she know's Zorn personally." Lysia
> grins, "You should have seen the dress, it was to die for, shimmered
> flowed like waterfall in a dream, or one of those old romance movies
> that dad used to be in. I do love, 'The shoppe around the corner,'
> it's so sweet and romantic."
>
> >>> "Canoodling with the help, are we now, *Jezebel*?" she says
> >>> with mock sisterly concern, using Lysia's middle name, "Will I
> >>> have to reprimand him?"
> >>
> >> Lysia smiles, "You're just jealous that you never got to be the
> >> Jezebel for any length of time and I'd hardly say we were
> >> canoodling, although there is this other one on the ship." Lysia
> >> leans back and rolls her eyes, "Oh my, just the thought makes my
> >> knees weak." She licks her lips in appreciation.
> >
> > "Oh, really?" Morgana's eyebrows go up again, "Ah! Sex! That's why
> > you are happy is it?"
>
> "Actually," Lysia says thoughtfully, "I've been the virgin high
> priestess since a few months after I landed on Sequi, I'm not sure I
> even remember how to do it anymore. I suppose it's rather like
> riding a bicycle."
>
> Lysia shakes her head, "Well you know all about me and men anyways,
> swearing off them for good this time." She leans back and crosses
> her cheast with a finger, "Cross my heart and all that."
"The key, my dear little sister, with men, as with dance and everything
else, is to lead." Morgana says with glint in her eye, "Always be the
one in control. Then you can enjoy a man's affections or a woman's or
not, as *you* choose."
> >> "Remember when I used to double for you at boring socials, I used
> >> to love that, made me feel important and special for a little
> >> while."
> >
> > She nods and says with sincere ego, "As it should have."
>
> "You my dear have a nack for turning a compliment into something
> foul. It's no wonder I try to avoid doing it unless I absolutely
> have to."
>
> >> "You know you're still a wonderful dancer, you should do it more
> >> often." Lysia looks over at Ricardo and Taigo, "Would you like to
> >> switch partners? I could try to smooth some fur for you if you'd
> >> like and you could reprimand the captain."
> >
> > "That Captain had his opportunity and didn't take it, he won't get
> > another." Morgana's eyes narrow, "And you will *not* get your claws
> > into Taigo, Jezebel. He is a very popular Growl artist, and 10
> > points on my Q rating."
>
> "Oh please," Lysia says with a smile, "He's a man you could stuff
> your breasts in his face and he wouldn't figure out you were ready
> for anything until after you'd been asleep for an hour. They really
> are clueless that way."
>
> Lysia looks at Tiago carefully, "He is rather handsome," she stops
> and looks at her sister, "do you even speak Gvah?"
"And why *should* I?" she snorts, "He speaks perfectly good anglic."
> > "I need that 10 points." she says with a hint of something that
> > might be concern, then adds off handedly, "Not to mention an
> > excellent lover...for a vargr, of course."
>
> "Ratings slipping?" Lysia frowns and quickly regrets she's said
> anything. "You'll be fine old mum, you'll be fine."
"Of course, I will!" David/Morgana agrees firmly, "It's just a cycle,
and I'll ride this out until it is time for my next change."
She smiles wickedly, "My next creation is already planned and scheduled."
> > "I'll reclaim *my* escort and you can haul away that dolt that
> > calls himself a Captain." she slips her arm through Lysia's and the
> > pair stroll toward the bar where Taigo and Ricardo have retired.
> >
> > Both sisters can see Taigo striding determinedly toward them with
> > Ricardo trailing along behind.
>
> Lysia kisses Morgana softly on the cheek before whispering in her
> ear, "Your welcome."
>
> She smiles wickedly at Taigo, "She really is quite amazing isn't
> she?"
Taigo leans toward Lysia and his nostrils flare. Lysia has been around
vargr a lot and knows he is drawing her scent in and analyzing it. His
ears aren't back, and the fur on his ruff isn't fluffed, so he isn't
angry, but his ears are straight up and he has the tensed appearance of
an excited vargr.
"You *are* her kin, her sister. I can smell you both even though
you try to hide it with your chemicals." he growls low to Lysia, "Your
sister thinks *I* am quite amazing, too."
With a flash of teeth he adds, "If you want me to prove it, call me."
Then he sweeps past Lysia and takes David's arm and the pair turn
disappear into the pack of dancers.
> Lysia grabs Ricardo's hand and starts to head towards the door, "Lets
> go tiger." She glances over her shoulder at Taigo and her sister and
> blows them a kiss.
David/Morgana sees it and returns the gesture with a wink as she molds
her body against the tense vargr in a slow dance.
> "I think we've overstayed our welcome." She grins wickedly.
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