Citadel of the Lost/Catacombs

Underneath the foyer of the Citadel, there seems to be an entrance to the catacombs of the Citadel. If you don't divulge too deeply, you can find Sabrina's Quarters. But you hear voices. Disembodied and broken — but audible nonetheless. The ghosts of dead le Fey ancestors seem to whisper to you, encouraging you to divulge further into the maze of the catacombs. You can hear each drop of water, see each spiderweb strand, and feel the presence of the ghosts on the back of your neck. 'It's not too late to turn back?' you think to yourself, unless you press on...

The Catacombs

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Roleplay

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Morgan and Sabrina

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

When he gets home from that encounter with Niks, his whole body is taut with the effort of holding back tears. He's dumped the bottles of Firewhiskey on Tristan's bed and taken one of the secret passageways to avoid bumping into him until he ended up down here, in the belly of the Catacombs, where it's dark and he can be alone. Merlin, what a day. He completely deserved everything he got: he avoided Niks, made her feel worthless all because he couldn't cope with what he was going through and now it's just made everything worse and Tessa's vanished and he still can't hear anything and it just seems like the world is coming down around his ears. It's so worlds away from what he was last year - eager for the Parade, ready to fight anyone in his way - that now he feels so week and small that there's barely any reason to stay here. Letting out his frustration, he kicks one of the stone pillars before slumping down against it. What a day.

Message Me • 11:08, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

「 Sabrina le Fey 」♛ Queen of the Black Parade ♛

「 Age 」
44

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Femme Fatale

「 Relationship 」
Married

It's a big fuck you to motherhood that Sabrina feels something off this evening, and she's spent the entire time looking for her baby. After what seems like endless wandering, holding nothing but a candlestick to light her way, she sees him slumped down against the wall. "Sickle for your thoughts?" She writes with her wand, using the flames from her candlestick to shape the words.

Message Me • 11:15, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

When he sees the light approaching in his peripheral, he thinks it's Tristan coming to find him at first, but then he sees his mother. Oh boy. The words shimmer and flicker in the darkness and he swallows thickly, unsure of what to say because he'll probably break and never stop talking. "Not to sound dramatic," he eventually decides on, voice flat and low, "but everything's going wrong, isn't it?"

Message Me • 11:19, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

「 Sabrina le Fey 」♛ Queen of the Black Parade ♛

「 Age 」
44

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Femme Fatale

「 Relationship 」
Married

She sighs, and takes a seat next to her son, from the folds of her dress she pulls out a bar of chocolate. Sea salted-caramel. She knows how much he loves sea salt. She offers it to him. "I'm listening." She says, placing a finger to her ear.

Message Me • 11:26, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

The chocolate makes him smile to himself - of course she has that - and he takes it, breaking off a piece before giving the bar back to her. "Lucky you," he huffs at the listening gag, before sighing and trying to arrange his thoughts. The last person he wants to break down in front of is his mother. "It's nothing, really. I just- thought I would have my hearing fixed by now. I didn't think I'd actually have to get used to it. And I still haven't."

Message Me • 11:30, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

「 Sabrina le Fey 」♛ Queen of the Black Parade ♛

「 Age 」
44

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Femme Fatale

「 Relationship 」
Married

She takes a chunk and has a little bite, listening to him. She waves her wand, the flames creating the words, "There's a difference between hearing and listening. But it's not just that, now, is it?" She gives him a look. He's a strong kid, but she knows that his hearing is only a catalyst for what's really going on. She can tell.

Message Me • 11:37, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

Ugh. To say she went missing for so many years, it's annoying just how well she knows him. Morgan looks at her, face lit orange from the candle as the words fade away and- fuck it. He might as well say it. "Erm- everything's falling apart quite quickly," he eventually says; his voice starts to wobble, and his fingers drum nervously against the floor to try and ground himself. "Tessa's gone out of nowhere, and Bjorn's getting stressed out because he thinks it's his own personal calling to get my hearing back, and I can't do anything worthwhile - all the missions I was ready for, all the things I was going to do, it's just-" He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes. "I broke someone's heart. And I don't think I can fix it."

Message Me • 11:43, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

「 Sabrina le Fey 」♛ Queen of the Black Parade ♛

「 Age 」
44

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Femme Fatale

「 Relationship 」
Married

Ah. Heartbreak. She places her hand on his, locking her fingers with him. "You can't blame Bjorn for loving you so much." She begins. "And love. If it's real, it finds a way. I broke Adele's heart many times. And to major degrees. But our love found ways to bring us back together." She watches the letters burn out and wipes a tear. "Who is she?"

Message Me • 11:51, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

He's heard his mum talk about Adele enough for a lifetime, and in this context it's probably even worse - all the things that have happened to both of them because of the Parade, all the separations and the injuries and the heartbreak... is it just a premonition of what'll happen to him and Niks? "You wouldn't like her," he says, smiling a little to himself; the idea of Niks and Sabrina in the same room is both hilarious and terrifying in equal parts. "She's actually nice."

Message Me • 11:57, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

「 Sabrina le Fey 」♛ Queen of the Black Parade ♛

「 Age 」
44

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Femme Fatale

「 Relationship 」
Married

She gently runs her hand through his hair. "I'm nice. Where do you think you got it from?" She chuckles. "You need to be kinder to yourself."

Message Me • 12:12, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

He gives her another look, this one skeptical, before dragging his knees up to his chest and curling up like a child. The conversation from the bar has been running circles in his head since he left; picking it apart like thread, trying to figure out if Niks meant what she said about wanting to stay friends because why would she? He doesn't deserve that. He's amazed she didn't tell him to fuck off right there and then - but it's Niks, the kindest person he's ever met, and the thought of her feeling obligated or pressured to be friendly if she doesn't want to be... "No, I think I've ruined this one for good," he admits, head hanging low. "It's no-one's fault but my own. She's too good for me, anyway."

Message Me • 12:20, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

「 Sabrina le Fey 」♛ Queen of the Black Parade ♛

「 Age 」
44

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Femme Fatale

「 Relationship 」
Married

She places his head on her shoulder, giving him a little kiss on the back of his head. "You are good enough. Do you understand me? You are good enough." She writes on the air. She whispers to him, "I would not trade you for anything. My sweet summer child."

Message Me • 15:09, July 11, 2020 (UTC)