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[morganknight]

You've reached Morgan Knight.
And I'm not here.
Go.

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[morganknight]

Turnabout's fair play, Caster. It's just revenge for you doing that to me.

[Griiin.]

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[colchismagecraft]

What do you-

[Give her a second.]

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[colchismagecraft]

[Oh she was so glad she had her hood up, her cheeks flushing red.]

I am not adorable!!

That's Saber, I'm not-

Morgan!!

[morganknight]

Caster, you are totally adorable. I'm sorry, I can't help it. I don't make the rules. [He shrugs, totally willing to pretend he's completely helpless in the face of such overwhelming obviousness.]

You know, I think you and I have a similar thing going on, actually. And you're gonna hate me for what that implies.

[colchismagecraft]

And you're the worst.

[Yup, under that hood she was definitely pouting, which did absolutely nothing to help her case.]

...Explain.

[How on earth did he jump from being adorable to being alike?]

[morganknight]

You put on a show to hide what's underneath, too.

[Does Morgan do that too? Well, look at what came out of him when she'd been looking to take a life. Despite everything, Morgan runs far, far deeper mentally and philosophically than he shows.]

[Deep enough that his convictions could quote literally change reality. That's how Magick-with-a-k works, after all. He might not be able to do it here, but that didn't make him any less of a strong (stubborn) personality.]

You just have a lot more trouble letting go of that show.

[colchismagecraft]

Do you really think all of this is some sort of pretence?

[And did that mean half of what Morgan presented was an act, as well?]

...I've not lied to you about everything I've done. Or what I'd do to achieve my own ends, don't mistake that.

[morganknight]

[He holds up a hand quickly.] No, no! Not a pretense. A show. Yes, absolutely a part of you is that sorceress who has committed acts of wrath and revenge, a dark and terrible presence to be feared. But that's not all there is to you at all. You put it out there front and center with the way you talk and act and dress, and try to keep the rest hidden. The part that's decent, and kind, and makes sandwiches for a friend, and gets flustered or nervous... You don't want people to see that, not at first, anyway.

[colchismagecraft]

[She grew quiet as she listened to his words...]

I wonder about that...when the world insists you are evil, why show them anything else? Why not become that dark entity you were made out to be?

And where does this leave you?

[morganknight]

Because it's not who you are. That much is obvious. [As far as Caster's concerned, anyway. He's had thoughts about that sort of thing before, though his ultimate answer is pretty obvious, right?]

Me? No one needs to hear the huge ramblings about the perfection of self, moving in flow with the universe, right thoughts and deeds, mindfulness, any of that. Me, I'm an iceberg. The part up top is all anyone really NEEDS to know or deal with. Nothing's stopping then from ducking down to explore the rest, but that's an extra trip out of their way.

[colchismagecraft]

Not an unrewarding trip, in my opinion. But you hardly hid your philosophies with me when we debated on our first meeting.

[morganknight]

Well sure, but you wouldn't play board games. [Remember how that'd been his first offer?]

[colchismagecraft]

And then you changed up the game to spite me.

...It would be nice to debate with you like that again.

[morganknight]

Any time, Caster. I enjoyed it a lot.