Encounter with Morrigan (closed for the person formerly known as MysticalAvalon)

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Jack Lunara lived an average life. He had brown hair, brown eyes, wore glasses. He was roughly six feet tall, and thin. He had a natural tan, but not the musculature to make him look like a god. He wasn't very outstanding in any way, at least, not around humans. But one day he wandered into a world of demons. That day, his own powers manifested. He was able to turn into mist, and move around and through many objects. He could manipulate water, and could also create energy waves from his hands. He had no idea what was causing it, but he explored this demon world for days. One day, he found himself standing near a lake under a waterfall, when a woman of heavenly beauty was swimming. He hid quickly, and kept silent. He didn't want to startle the woman, especially if she was a resident of the world. Still, he somehow managed to slip and fall into the water with a loud splash.


OOC: this is the character of the woman
http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f21/ravenofangelfire/Morrigan.jpg
 
Morrigan

She had bathed in the water of life for many years now. It was coldest on the hottest of days and today was no exception. Peeling her robes from her body, she dove into the water without a care. Her body had come into its own very early in her youth and she had forever been fighting the urges she so longed to give into. It was not yet proper for a mistress of magic and light to give in indulgently. Yet, as she swam in the icy waters, she was not faulted by the sense of being watched.

She noted no danger yet knew someone was there. After some time, she tired and decided to enjoy the warmth of the day lazing gracefully on the nearby rocks. Nude, content, peaceful she found herself dozing slightly. Without warning, she was jerked from her dozing by the loud sploosh as the water around her was invaded. Jumping quickly to her feet, she assumed the matriarchial pose ready to summon the powers around her. Yet, she found herself staring into the face of a man.

"Who are you that has stumbled upon my rest sir? Speak quickly for your life depends on it" she said. Her tone authorative and grave. Still holding the position, she waited for his reply.
 
Jack blinked, managing to swim ashore before being caught. He looked up into the face of the woman, and sighed, then shook himself off. When he finally trusted his voice, he spoke quietly. "Jack Lunara. I'm sorry for interrupting you, but I slipped on a wet rock, and next thing I knew I was in the drink. And let me tell you, that's some COLD water." His clothes were still wet, and sticking tightly to his body. Through his light shirt, his nipples were visible from the cold, and his pants clung to his legs and groin.
 
"You have not answered well enough to suite me stranger. Is it that you have come upon me for a purpose?" her own voice never waivering. She could make out his toned shape around the tightness of the leather breeches he wore. True, the water was freezing to those not from Faragat but, she still wanted answers.

"You will not be given such an opportunity to redeem yourself if presented to my counsel sire so I ask again, Jack Lunara, your purpose here in Faragat" keeping her stare matching his own, she was aware of his eyes roaming her nakedness.

She had been naked countless times, this was no exception but he made her restless and nervous in a way she had never known before.
 
Jack shivered more, studying her. She was gorgeous, and he was only vaguely conscious of the bulge she was causing in his pants. He reached down and tried to adjust them so that she didn't notice. He considered her question, then shook his head. "I have no idea where I am or how I got here. I've been wandering since I stepped through the vortex that got me in whatever this world is. And on top of that, I somehow got some powers."
 
"What manner of speak is that? You sound almost brogish. A vortex you say? and powers? You must return with me to my village. There is someone there that can help you" she said. She turned quickly not paying attention to him.

Bending at the waist she picked her clothing up slowly, not bothering to dress. She felt the familiar sensation as his hands caressed her bottom and down her thighs.

Jumping at his touch, she turned quickly back to him.

"What is it you think your doing sire? A touch of that nature can only be given with permission and I do not recall granting you that" she said but a nymph like smile played on her lips. There was a drawing to him she felt and wondered how different he was in his worlds.
 
Jack blinked, pulling his hands away. He hadn't been aware he had reached for her. But then she gave him an almost impish smile. He blushed, and looked away, trying to calm himself. Once he felt calm enough, he closed his eyes, concentrating, and the water slowly drew out of his clothes, forming a sphere around him before dropping to the ground. "That feels much better." Of course, he could still feel the soft skin he had touched. He adjusted his pants again, to hide his raging hardon. "Lead the way, Miss."
 
Morrigan watched as the water seemed to pull out of his clothing. How odd he could manipulate water that way. She was also aware of the bulge in his pants more than ever now that they were dry.

In her mind, she pictured them, on the ground copulating in such an animalistic way. The vision seemed to grow around her until they were both drawn in.

She could feel his hands on her body and felt resigned to let him have his way with her.

"You may do with me as you wish" speaking to a stranger this way was not in her nature at all but she could not resist. Something about him, something about his whole person drew her to his needs as well as her own
 
Jack blinked, looking at her when she spoke. She seemed far away, and he was confused. "Whahuh?" He blinked, seeing her eyes staring at him. "Uh...maybe we should go to your village like you said."
 
Then from beneath her, the coldness crept over her bringing her out of her state. The look of confusion on the face of the man made her realize she had just experienced a vision. Blushing wildly, she threw the piles of fabric she called clothing on as they walked, she spoke not a word to him. Head down, following the familiar path from the water fall to her village, she stopped just beyond the houses.

"You shall speak to noone unless I allow it understood? You are dangerous. No one can manipulate my powers as you did. Unknowingly or not. There is some danger inside you. Are we understood?" she asked him in a hushed urgent tone.
 
Jack blinked, listening to her orders, then nodded slowly. He wasn't aware he had done anything, but he knew that he shouldn't piss off the natives. So he let her lead him along. Not that he wouldn't mind following her anywhere. He adjusted his shirt and pants again, then followed her into the village, thinking through what had happened before he had entered this world.
 
She led him down the trumbled pathway to a row of houses. Each one smaller than the last, she turned quickly and entered the smallest one. Bowing deeply, she revealed her face to the elderly man sitting by the fire.

"Mayanach, I come with news and urgencies. I have a portal breaker. He became noticeable today" she said. Then reach behind her, she pulled Jack front and center.

"You Jack, will address him as Mayanach Hovelis" she whispered to Jack.."He is a great reader of time and passages. He shall tell us what we are to do about the breaking of the portal" she said. Busying herself around the small cottage, she set about fixing the herbal tea and heating some sweet breaded lemon grass bread for nourishment.

When the food was set, she took her usual place beside Mayanach. She was his successor, his family. She would be where he was many years from now.
 
Jack bowed low, trying to figure out what he'd say to someone of such importance. Finally deciding on what to say, he bowed again. "Wise One, I seek your guidance." It was short, but it was the most polite thing he could think to say.
 
Morrigan felt she could be of use yet allowed the conversation to bear just Mayanach and Jack. She watched his eyes as the old man spoke about lost worlds, time portals, magic, evil and the coming.

She watched in curiosity as Jack seemed to take the conversation litely. He was not disrespectful but aloof. He had a air of nonchalantess to him that Morrigan found a bit unquieting.
 
Jack listened quietly to the old man's words. Part of his mind, however, was examining his surroundings. He'd never seen a place so full of peace. It was far different from the wartorn world that he knew. The old man mentioned magic, and Jack briefly wondered if that was where his powers came from. Then he realized Morrigan was staring at him again. He blushed, glad for the poor lighting in the place. He concentrated on the old man's words, then thought carefully. When the old man finished speaking, he couldn't bear the silence. "So...what am I doing here then?"
 
Morrigan watched as Mayanach steadied himself before speaking again.

"You are here to fight a battle MR. Lunara. Your being is in possession of powers known to no man in our village. Morrigan is the only one with those traits. It is for you to learn her, move with her, be with her. become one with her for the end battle is nigh" his old voice raspy and uneven.


So there it was Morrigan thought. She would have to do as he said. Yet, she was unnerved that Mayanach would be so uncaring about what she felt. She would be given no outward choice and would have to endure for the sake of the village.

She longed to be on the shores of Avalon. Sitting under the warmth of the sun on the Tor. Listening to the bells of the Glastonbury Monastery. Watching the priestesses go about their day. Being with Vivianne shom she missed terribly. But, she had been sent to live here, out of sight of those who would cause her harm for the things the powers she possessed.

She sighed, and again waited for Jack to reply. She would have a time to speak but it would be brief and at the end of this gathering. She popped another piece of bread in her mouth and chewed. Not realizing the profound affect it would have on the man across from her.
 
Jack thought carefully, considering the old man's words. He looked at Morrigan, and raised an eyebrow as she popped a piece of bread in her mouth. He closed his eyes, then smiled. "A battle against evil, huh? What I wouldn't give for a Phase gun. It might be useful against such odds. Anyways, I guess for now I should find a place to stay?"

He opened his eyes again, looking at the old man.
 
Mayanach looked at him for a minute. Then turning to Morrigan he spoke again.

"You will stay with Morrigan. It is important that you learn from her and quickly so."

Morrigan turned to object but the authority in Mayanach's eyes quieted her voice. Now she would have to share her life with this creature. She only nodded and waited to be dismissed.
 
Jack raised an eyebrow, then nodded, and stood up. He bowed low, then held his hand out to Morrigan.
 
Morrigan did not want to take his hand and was reluctant to do so. But knowing as she did that the fate of their lives lay with this man, she did as she must. Touching the rougness of his hands stirred emotions inside her she had reserved not to feel in a long time.

She wished to ask him questions about himself. But decided that one night would keep the distance between then and now.

walking to a ramshakle hovel, she led him inside. The fire burned down to embers left little light and she set about stirring it up and warming the place.
 
Jack followed Morrigan, only partially aware that she kept her hand in his as they walked. The small hut that she lead him to was in disrepair. That could easily be fixed, but it was interesting to see where she lived. He let her hand go when she went to stir the coals up to get the fire going, and then sat down on the floor. There were a few chairs, but he didn't know if it was okay to sit in them.
 
Deciding to not notice him just yet, she bustled about her place making things ready for sleep. She undressed easily, throwing her leathers about here and there. Undoing her hair, letting the darkness fall around her plump hips. She stood just beyond the fire letting the light wash over her body.
 
Jack closed his eyes, waiting for her to acknowledge him. He was an intruder in her home, and he recognized that. So he said nothing, and just sat there.
 
She turned to him, catching his gaze. Walking easy to where he sat, she made her place next to him, meeting him eye to eye.

"Your story, please tell me. I have no time for trivialities Jack. There are things I wish to know and things that shall be done. Yet, here we sit, knowing nothing of the other. We are bound, unfortunately, by ties stronger than fate itself. If this" and with that she motioned about her home as well as about her nakedness "bothers, or offends you, there is nothing I wish to do to remedy it. For it is my life you are now in and in my life, you shall get accustomed to how I live. I am a free person, open and on most occasions willing. I am a woman, I live alone in a village dominated by ogreish men. I do not get taken, it is of my own free will I do thing. You must understand, you are but another fragment to this life. There are things that I do and there are things that make my life that will no doubt disturb you. But, you are a free man and you have a mouth that I hope you know how to use. There will be things you do not understand. You merely have to ask and I will see to it that it is made to your understanding" she said. Her words even, over the fire, her voice could be heard clearly.

She never faltered her stare and met his eyes with steeled grey ones of her own. She was aware that having him close to her, made her think of the phantom desire she felt at their first meeting.
 
Jack blinked, listening to her. Then he closed his eyes, thinking. Finally he related the story of his life. It took them several hours, but he finally came to the end of his tail with his ending up in her world. "And that's it, as far as I know."
 
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