Nights Will Shine Somehow (tagged)

[Morrigan LaFayette]

She'd snuck out of the dorms at night to get a snack from the kitchen originally.  But plans had changed once she'd walked in and saw it.  She held it carefully in her hands, flat against her palms.  Morrigan smirked, watching the fluorescent kitchen light glint and gleam off the surface of the knife.  

"You're really quite beautiful, aren't you?  Such a gorgeous lady."  She was talking to a knife.  People generally just got very nervous when she was around sharp objects.  So generally she just avoided them to make sure she didn't have the hassle of people staring.  But nobody was around to see now.  She grasped the handle and then made a lunge with the knife and grinned, laughing in a sort of hoot.  She was very happy to have this in her hands.  It was a sort of power.  Kind of.

Poppy Lockwood

[Poppy Lockwood]

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The girl tossed and turned in her bed. She had been staring at the ceiling for the past hour and sleep still had not consumed her. Whenever she could not sleep, she ran around the room to tire herself in hope sleep would come easier. Unfortunately for that particular night, she just could not shut her eyes.

So with another glance at the clock, which showed ten to midnight, Poppy Lockwood got out of bed, put on her sneakers and walked out the door. Technically, she was not breaking curfew since it was not midnight yet. Confident she would get back in time, she headed for the cafeteria.

Once there, she walked into the kitchen and went straight for the walk in freezer at the back. Taking the keys hanging on one side of the room, she unlocked the doors to it. Inside, Poppy took a small box of sorbet from the ice cream section before walking back out. Locking the doors she sat against the doors and ate her sorbet in the dark.

She then heard a voice. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, she got up and switched on the lights just as she heard a laughter. "What the.." Poppy's words stopped when she saw that the sound belonged to a girl. A girl who held a knife. With a spoon and a box of ice cream in hand, she felt a little stupid.

[Morrigan LaFayette]

After she heard the words spoken, it only took Morrigan a second to react. The shadows from under the island in the kitchen shot out towards where she'd heard the sound, reacting more quickly than Morrigan herself could have spun to face the intruder. But the shadow, sharp as a knife, stopped a foot before hitting its target because Morrigan suddenly realized this person was a student, and therefore a mutant. She didn't hurt mutants. They were set to take over the Earth by her side. Besides which, this person didn't look particularly menacing with some ice cream and a spoon. The shadow receded and returned to its original place and Morrigan arched an eyebrow, crossing her arms.

"Ice cream? That's the best you could do when you obviously went through so much trouble to sneak out?"

[Poppy Lockwood]

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For a while it seemed to get darker in the room. Even though she had just switched on the lights but then it was bright again. Weird. The girl stared at the other girl who held a knife.

When the girl made a snarky comment about her choice of food, Poppy felt the need to defend the ice cream's honour. "Hey, it is very good ice cream!" To stress on her point, she took a big spoonful of the sorbet and stuck it in her mouth. "Delicious," she said with her mouth full but it came out as "Deszliscouis."

"And what trouble? I left before curfew. Didn't have to sneak out really," she said after swallowing the ice cream. Her eyes glanced to the clock on the wall. It was half past midnight. The other girl obviously had to sneak out of her own dorm when curfew had past, Poppy realized. Smirking, she said, "I see you must have had trouble sneaking out...for some knives." Odd.

[Morrigan LaFayette]

"Sneaking out of the dorms is easy for me. I can manipulate shadows to my whim. Night is MY time." She smirked.

"And yes for knives. There's nothing else truly worth sneaking out of the dorms. They don't let me near them if they're awake, so I have to do it when they're asleep." She shrugged.

"And ice cream just seems like a very small thing to go through all that trouble for, even if it is...delicious. Or whatever it is you said."

[Poppy Lockwood]

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Poppy was a little taken back by her seemingly defensive side. It sounded like she was very protective of the night. "Ah shadow manipulator, very useful." That much was true. Especially when it came to slipping into the night unnoticed.

It was a little unnerving for the younger girl. There must be a reason as to why the older girl could not be near knives. Moreover, the reason cannot be good. Regardless why, it is knives for heaven sake.

"Why can't you be near knives? What did you do?" A halfhearted laugh came out. Poppy was a little uncomfortable with the whole thing to be honest. But as long as the knife never left the older girl's hand, she was remained calm.

Again she brought up the ice cream. "Again, it wasn't that much trouble." Shaking her head, she continued. "You sneak out for knives. I sneak out for ice cream. To each their own," Poppy said, shrugging.

[Morrigan LaFayette]

"I killed a human. I didn't think it was a big deal, but all the ass kissing mutants didn't want to piss the humans off and so they stuck the label 'murderer' on me. Whatever that means. Anyways, then I was sent off to a mutant campus for re-education. You wouldn't like that. Very little ice cream involved." She rolled her eyes and the fingers clinging to the knife each twitched in turn, relaxing.

[Poppy Lockwood]

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Holy cow.

Shit.

Fuck.

Poppy Lockwood was facing a murderer. A freaking murderer. The reality of it was surreal. What was she to do now?

One thing was not to panic. Not to scream. Not to do anything that would give the older girl an advantage over her. Even though she had a knife on her.

"What do you mean..." she gulped. Killed someone? A murder? Why are you here? That were the questions that ran through her mind but she could not find the voice to say it. So she went with something easier first. "...there's no ice cream?"

[Morrigan LaFayette]

She heard the words the other girl had and had a feeling she hadn't meant to say that. Morrigan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"The English school's very hard to sneak out of is all. You can't get any ice cream. But I'd have gotten even less if I'd gone to juvie or jail. However, they kind of ruled me insane so there's that." Then she arched an eyebrow and her voice became calmer.

"But then, you didn't mean to ask about ice cream, did you?"

[Poppy Lockwood]

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The older girl was laughing. Laughing. A murderer laughing. Was it the fact she was sleep deprive, but what the reason was, the girl unnerved Poppy.

Once her history had been said, Poppy asked out of curiosity. "Did they labelled you insane because you're a mutant?" A friend had just opened her eyes and she saw the academy in a different light. Thanks to Raven, she now knew everything was not all paradise with sunshines and rainbows.

With this realization in mind, it calmed the younger girl somehow. Well and the fact that she was not stabbed yet was a huge factor as well. It seemed the other girl saw right through Poppy.

"Errr what do you-- I mean ummm." Poppy could not make up her mind on what to ask. But finally she blurted out, "why did you kill that person?"

[Morrigan LaFayette]

"No, not because I was a mutant. Because I kept garbling my thought patterns apparently, and because I was simultaneously saying I felt guilty and saying I had had fun doing it. I'm not quite as confused anymore, but the mood swings take turns. They ruled that I wasn't in my right mind when I killed the person because I kept saying that humans were just toys for mutants and what-not. Which is what I was taught and I still don't know why anyone had an issue. But I've since realized that the fun is drained when I have to put up with the consequences of the action afterwards." She sighed.

"Just like a lot of things in life I suppose."

[Poppy Lockwood]

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In the silent night, the relief in Poppy's breath could practically be heard. The older girl's last sentence before sighing made her relaxed a little. She was glad that the other girl knew the unentertaining consequences of killing.

"Well, life isn't a bed of roses ain't it?" She chuckled. So now she was in a room with a killer. Who may or may not be crazy. The people she encounter after curfew were unbelievable. The other day it was a boy who wanted to jump off the roof for fun and now a killer. Perfect.

Feeling slightly -- very slight -- at ease, she sat down again. "Consequences are a troublesome. It's like the side effects. Use you power too much, boom. Side effects." Poppy peered up at her. "What so you mean you were taught?"

[Morrigan LaFayette]

"Yes. Taught. You were taught about mutants from these piss-poor examples of trainers here. Ones who didn't grow up believing in mutants. Some of them may have even denied their natural birthright when it first struck." She shook her head, slightly disgusted as her nose wrinkled at the thought.

"I was brought up by a group simply known as the Clan. They believe that mutants will take over for humans it's only just a matter of time. That we're superior and humans are no more skilled than a type of livestock. What I didn't know when I killed though, is that they also believe in leaving humans alone. I thought eliminating one would get us faster to our birthright, but they didn't agree." But that was a different story.

"But yes, I was taught. Everything I learned about mutants I have learned it from the Clan. I'm incredibly proud of that."

[Poppy Lockwood]

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The short history lesson fed the brunette's curiosity more and more. From her words, The Clan to Poppy looked to be some sort of orginazation that wants to shift the tables and let mutants rule instead.

In the world, mutants were a minority. Perhaps that was why they have lived in hiding. It was one of the reasons why twelve year old Poppy was scared to discover who she was. But now mutants were living out in the open. Of course, some still fear the other.

So will The Clan succeed in their mission and destroy the tolerance homo sapiens were trying to build now? God. That was a lot of thinking for a late night conversation. So instead of going deeper into it, the younger girl focused on something else. "So where are you from? Didn't the recruiters find you when you manifested? Isn't the school like mandatory?"

[Morrigan LaFayette]

Morrigan heard the questions and nodded.

"I'm from England originally. When I manifested, the recruiters found me and took me to the English mutant school. It was right after my birthright ceremony where I received my mutant name. It's a great honour to be chosen for a school. Unfortunately for me, I killed a human shortly before my ceremony. They gave me the darkest birthright name they could think of. Morrigan, Celtic god of the underworld. They didn't realize that as a manipulator of shadows I would simply revel in the darkness of the name." She smirked.

"Ultimately, even the best revenge plans can eventually be foiled by a different way of thinking."