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First Enchantment: Action, Voice
Jun. 5th, 2014 02:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
oncefavoredA. Action, G-block, Around 11:00AM.
[ Compared to her previous confinement this place was practically an estate. No, a palace. Morgana sat on the bed provided to her in G-107 with the door open, both hands clutched to the edge of the mattress as her eyes seemed to focus on nothing but the floor.
A prison was a prison regardless of whether you had room to stretch your legs, but she had to admit that light was a welcome change.
Everything in her life had spiraled out of control and now all she had was loss, but she still had her life. She still had a chance and that was more than enough for someone like her to work with. This sort of prison was the type where she'd at least have an outlet to work with some of her frustrations until she could work her way out of this prison just as she had the last one.
Should you be privvy to G-block, feel free to peek in on her whilst she seems lost in her thought as her door is wide open. ]
B. Voice, Around 5:15PM.
[ Or, perhaps if you are not, wait until she makes a post later that evening. ]
I wish to know the worst of your crimes. If a pecking order has been established, it's best to know where we all stand, isn't it? Or feel free to mask yourself if you truly desire to spare your identity from going public, it's really the level of crime I hold interest in.
[ Compared to her previous confinement this place was practically an estate. No, a palace. Morgana sat on the bed provided to her in G-107 with the door open, both hands clutched to the edge of the mattress as her eyes seemed to focus on nothing but the floor.
A prison was a prison regardless of whether you had room to stretch your legs, but she had to admit that light was a welcome change.
Everything in her life had spiraled out of control and now all she had was loss, but she still had her life. She still had a chance and that was more than enough for someone like her to work with. This sort of prison was the type where she'd at least have an outlet to work with some of her frustrations until she could work her way out of this prison just as she had the last one.
Should you be privvy to G-block, feel free to peek in on her whilst she seems lost in her thought as her door is wide open. ]
B. Voice, Around 5:15PM.
[ Or, perhaps if you are not, wait until she makes a post later that evening. ]
I wish to know the worst of your crimes. If a pecking order has been established, it's best to know where we all stand, isn't it? Or feel free to mask yourself if you truly desire to spare your identity from going public, it's really the level of crime I hold interest in.