[center][sub][color=#B9BABC]OAKRIDGE ACADEMY[/color]◆[color=6A5ACD]Morganna LeStrange[/color]◆Recruits of Doral[/sub][hr]

The teleporter. Morganna never really cared for that device much. Something about disappearing then reappearing somewhere else was a foreign concept to her as a girl. What if she disappeared in the device and never came out whole? It was like getting split by an invisible cleaver. How did it work anyway? Technology no doubt, but it might as well be magic of sorts to her. While she detested it, it was the only way to Doral. She wasn't about to let silly fears get in the way of her thirst for action. She'd been caged up in this pretty prison for far too long. The world needed her. The Fanatic cause needed her more so than the world needed her as a guardian. It was time to begin the long awaited reformation. 

Before they'd gotten too far, Morganna heard a voice coming from behind them. She turned about as her eyes fell on a man. He couldn't be much older than herself or Charlie. Their pace slowed. [color=6A5ACD]"If I had it my way, the danger would have priority,"[/color] she said. [color=6A5ACD]"Instead, we're coercing souls to join our cause. Where's the fun in that? I suppose we're saving them from being the cowards that they are. Low life parasites. Who runs the city? Duguay? Perhaps I should set him alight. That'll make things easier would it not? Rallying through power. People respect power."[/color]

Instead of heading to the armory, Morganna was about to bluntly point out they'd forgotten their tools of death. That was until she saw her club-scythe awaiting her. Crossing the distance to it quickly, she picked it up as shivers ran up her spine. Making sure no one was in the trick change radius, she switched it to the scythe as a smile crossed her lips. [color=6A5ACD]"It's been far too long my dearest friend,"[/color] she said. [color=6A5ACD]"You've come a long way. From a simple bludgeoning twig to this epitome of your evolution. I require you yet again."[/color]

Changing it back to its club form, Morganna walked towards the teleporter leading to Doral and activated it. She looked at her companions. A watch dog and a stranger specifically. [color=6A5ACD]"Last chance to leave Charlie. One way or another, I'll get Downfall its soldiers. Sacred  Duty or violence. Both serve to obtain the same ends. Complexity or simplicity. That's the key difference."[/color]

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Ezra has joined Morganna and Charlie on the 'Recruits of Doral' mission. Morganna shares some more of her inner thoughts on the mission as the three made their way to the dislocators. Now, she waits for the group to teleport to the city to wreck sweet, beautiful havoc.[/hider][/center]