Post by Memento Mori on Nov 8, 2021 3:03:50 GMT
Morgan tried to be the well behaved kid growing up, especially given the not so behaved actions of her sister. The witch breed also knew how less th a n good her sister was even before a few years back so she really did want to not give her parents more work. However Morgan also now didn't have any of those around, nor did she always behave anyway. Try as she might the girl was perpetually haunted and sometimes what helped a ghost wasn't always on the up and up. Such as today as Morgan came through town she was visited by the company she always sort of drew in, one of which was a guy.
She was visiting a coastal city somewhere in Philadelphia. She'd been recognized a few times for her moments helping NYC against some moon shooting villain. Mostly though she was a nobody and had been able to just explore the town foe awhile. Morgan had considered going to a aquarium or the beach originally but then the ghost had shown up. Sinda cute, mid thirties, and his expression and body language said it even if she ignored some of the ghostly tells. He seemed to be the sort who felt their whole life wasted trying to do the job and be there for others. But when the world didn't come to his side like he tried to do for so many others thing s took a turn for the worst. And as the ghost got in her car while she saw more she didn't ask about it. Her question was simple "If you could have done one thing before you did uh that, what'd it be?" And the answer? It had the goth pulling up to a club and if one looked hard they might of seen her ghostly company.
Morgan knew she couldn't get into the club. The live performance was using old Vocal Sounds tech to help make a concert level show in a place a little more elite and limited. Nice set up with beach view but inside and a little more high class. Morgan was not rich enough to enter such a place, she also wasn't old enough. She highly doubted an eighteen year old goth was going to be let in regardless of ghostly company. The best thing she could do for a ghost was get him in, and she couldn't do that the right way. Morgan could haver walk through walls, so that was what she would select to do. Someone might notice someone who didn't fit, jeans and a black hoodie not fitting the extravagant who wasn't old enough to drink heading to the club. Might have noticed the hint of a shape of company going with her that clearly was more acquaintance. And while Morgsn thought herself out of sight and out of mind maybe someone saw her dissappear through a wall.
She watched her company dissappear into the club, lost in enjoying his dying wish. Morgan did her best to stay in the corner hopefully ignored enough to enjoy the show. It was kind of funny how contrasting the club was in atmosphere. On the edge was a lot of well dressed types getting drunk, center more typical experience of cheering and jumping and a actual mosh pit up front. The performance itself was a number of high profile rock bands. There was a sort of "all of us can afford shows from the best, but some of us have sticks to far up to have a good time." Morgan though kind of wondered if she could dissappear into the crowd well enough to join the pit. Or maybe meet someone who'd let her actually try her first drink. "Not the worst place for a first time." Morgan would have chosen a more out in the open concert probably for her first time going to one but this wasn't her doing wish. She was however now someone who broke in, looked out of place and was on her own.
Who knew who she might meet tonight...