the system only dreams in total darkness {Morgana}

[Morgana Le Fey]

As they landed, Morgana noted his arm lingering around her waist with a small smile. She knew she was allowing herself to be led by him, to be intoxicated and mesmerised by him, and she knew the dangers in that. But she allowed herself to enjoy the moment, to let someone else do the thinking and rest her own plotting, scheming mind after 10 years of constant work. Just for a minute. She told herself it would help her figure out what she could gain from an alliance with him, that once she knew exactly what he was able to offer she could switch back on.

She looked up at the Casino, nodding her agreement. It was the ideal location - dark enough for him to be out of danger in the daytime, big with plenty of dark corners, and an automatic lure for those with darker natures. And somewhere the too-pure and honourable Arthur, Guinevere and Merlin would never go. She would be safe here, hidden and unnoticed until she was ready to strike.

She smiled darkly. Things were working out so much better than she could have imagined. She never expected to arrive so immediately into such an ideal alliance, but clearly the Goddess and fate were on her side. She turned to face him, allowing his arm to remain around her waist, her body pressing against his. “I am impressed so far.” She said with a smile. “You have planned well, this place seems ideal. I’m sure we can make it more... comfortable.”

She turned her head to look at the building again, again exposing her neck. She knew what he was, knew what he would eventually need - and she wanted to know what it would feel like, truly believing it would give her some power over him. “So, what next?”

[Vlad Dracula]

There was something deeply sensual about a person who walked into danger knowingly...not foolishly, but confidently, stepping right into the darkness as if she were a part of the danger and not just a potential victim of it. She knew what she was getting into, she went into it whole-heartedly, and he was enthralled. He held her close as she turned to face him, lowered his head to breathe in the sweet warmth of her blood.

"Next," he said, teeth grazing the skin of her neck, "I propose we go inside, and find somewhere we can get acquainted a little better." There was no mistaking the intent behind those words, not with the darkness in his eyes as he leaned back to meet her gaze.

He moved for the door, dispatching of the lock with ease (he didn't really check to see if it was actually locked first, just gave the door a solid push, tearing through an overgrowth of vines that had tangled down from above). "I'd hold the door for you," he said, "but given that I'm not sure what might be lurking inside here, I should probably just see..." He disappeared inside the door for a short moment, then reappeared out of the darkness and offered her his hand.

"Come, my beautiful, let us see what kind of trouble we can get into."

[Morgana Le Fey]

She felt a jolt through her stomach as his teeth made contact with her neck, and she held her breath, waiting for it, waiting for that pain followed by - she didn't know what, but she longed to know what it would feel like. She closed her eyes, but he moved away again and she felt a stab of frustration which she quickly tried to push aside.

Get acquainted a little better... The jolt in her stomach returned at those words and she smiled, looking up into his eyes and seeing the darkness behind them. Her longing intensified, and she breathed deeply, her chest moving up and down as she tried to control herself.

As he disappeared inside, she waited in silence, barely moving as she felt the night slowly deepen around her. She felt an excitement she hadn't felt for many years, an anticipation not only for the immediate future but for what was still to come, the plans to be made, the vengeance to be carried out. Everything was coming together, and a dark smile played around her lips as her new partner reappeared and offered her his hand.

She took it without a word, following him into the darkness, ready to follow him anywhere.