Recent content by Morgan Liu

Morgan started at mention of Vihma coming up here with a male, wondering if the weasel had caught on to Morgan's feelings and was trying to gently warn her away. As she listened, she found herself over-thinking, over-analyzing, trying to assess just what message was conveyed in those statements...

Morgan's eyes widened as she saw the extent of the climb. "Eh... 'ang on a sec." She watched carefully to see where Vihma grabbed for support, then, hesitantly started to haul herself up behind the nimble ferret. "I think yer fingers are slimmer 'n mine," she complained, a groan escaping her as...

Morgan looked thoughtful before nodding slowly. "Yes," she allowed, "but if you're going to do that, we should introduce you to Vihma. She actually went ashore on Urk, where all of the truly awful stuff happened. I've heard some of it, but... from the way that the crew still seems haunted by it...

Morgan chuckled and gave a small shrug. "Do I know any good places? I know some fun places, which kinda means they aren't very good places. The Frog's Gizzard is nice though, a lot more respectable than the Bilge. I actually applied to be a bouncer there, and they wouldn't take me because I...

Morgan grinned, nodding in confirmation of Asta's conjecture. "It sounds great so far," she confirmed. "Hey, maybe if you perform someplace, we could come support you. We've got a friend in the crew, Silvie, who plays too; you might be able to start up a duo." ~~~ Daniil turned pink at Caden's...

Morgan nodded, blushing as she recalled her own terrifying first experience visiting such a place in Felmar. That was a different environment entirely; Felmar, with its heavily dogmatic culture, was not the most accepting of variance and diversity, and so such places tended to operate...

Morgan chuckled, wincing as she stretched the muscles on her side trying to reach up and ruffle the fur on the back of her head. She put her arm down instead, looking away - a bit bashful, though she couldn't quite make eye contact with Vihma. "Yeah," she admitted, "what you've seen so far, I...

Morgan nodded in agreement with Asta's assessment. "Yeah, Mum and Mother both said something like that as well," she agreed. "Apparently Mum saw the jack who raised her get stabbed to death in an alley in the Slups. Our first week here, we went and laid flowers in the spot, and she talked about...

Morgan gave a small shrug, leaning over slightly to nudge Vihma as they walked. "I think I like ye more fer knowin' ye have a colorful past. Makes me feel less like a screw-up by comparison." She chuckled as she added, "An' I don't think Mum an' Mother would care much. Y'know Mother once ran...

Morgan's expression turned quizzical as something drifted across Asta's expression, but it was gone before she could inquire. Morgan's own expression turned sheepish as she was questioned about what she'd heard. "Oh, you know, just Mum and Mother talking," she recalled. "They talk about the old...

Morgan looked over, somewhat crestfallen as Vihma mentioned a lover of yore. Well, she couldn't really be disappointed; she knew it was a long shot that Vihma would even have interest in femmes that way, especially in one like Morgan. "Oh," she commented, trying to keep her voice nonchalant...

Morgan winced at Asta's characterization. "I can try," she allowed. "Can't say I'm thrilled at the possibility of it being work, but..." She sighed, ruffling her hair with a paw. "I guess that's why it's always been a disaster before. I never wanted to put the effort in." She looked to Asta...

Morgan chuckled as she walked easily alongside Vihma, enjoying how talkative the weasel was being. Normally she tended toward the quiet, more reserved than shy necessarily, which made moments like these all the more cherished. "Well, let's put it this way: reckon I know the infirmary now better...

Morgan grinned as she playfully nudged Vihma back. "Been a while since I could walk about without Doc Barrett throwing a fit," she agreed. "Y'know the first thing I wanna do once this patch is off? Go back up to the crow's nest with ya. With the weather all warm now, bet it's a lot nicer now...

Morgan's playful grumpiness evaporated when Vihma mentioned going down to the waterfront. "Sounds great to me," she enthused. She got up from her chair, wincing a bit as she pulled her leather jacket off the back of her chair and shrugged it on. While the valve had been removed from her chest...