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| nickname = Morningale | | nickname = Morningale | ||
| image = Anna-morningale-hitchen.png | | image = Anna-morningale-hitchen.png | ||
− | | organization = | + | | organization = Self-Employed |
− | | job_title = | + | | job_title = Florist |
− | | aliases = | + | | aliases = Morningale |
− | | twitter = | + | | twitter = @lightlingfly |
| gender = Female | | gender = Female | ||
| age = 30 | | age = 30 | ||
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Anna is the quintessential southern belle of the modern era. Blonde hair, healthy tan, a taste for mint juleps, and a drawl to match that of sweet Miss Scarlett O'Hara herself. Most people tell her she's inherited her mother's good looks and her daddy's dignity and she'd be inclined to agree with them. | Anna is the quintessential southern belle of the modern era. Blonde hair, healthy tan, a taste for mint juleps, and a drawl to match that of sweet Miss Scarlett O'Hara herself. Most people tell her she's inherited her mother's good looks and her daddy's dignity and she'd be inclined to agree with them. | ||
− | Even after moving to London, Anna has managed to retain her sense of southern style and wears it damn well amongst the Brits. Leather boots, cowboy hats, blue jean shorts | + | Even after moving to London, Anna has managed to retain her sense of southern style and wears it damn well amongst the Brits. Leather boots, cowboy hats, blue jean shorts and sun dresses are her favored attire, though she's been known to dress down some of the finer trends in European couture. |
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Unfortunately for her, one of his little angels lived to the ripe old age of bed pans and dementia so she had a chance to have kids. And those kids had kids. The curse lives on, yada yada, but only ever through the women of the family. | Unfortunately for her, one of his little angels lived to the ripe old age of bed pans and dementia so she had a chance to have kids. And those kids had kids. The curse lives on, yada yada, but only ever through the women of the family. | ||
− | Typical, right? A man turns out as a fuck up and a woman is the one who pays for it. She doesn't know she's paying for it. She's just had weird dreams all her life about bad things that come true, sees things that don't want to be seen. No, they just think it's being special - until a toddler boils her mother's eyes out for taking away a toy. Or a man watches his young wife being dredged up from the bottom of a lake because she listened to the wrong voice one night. This sort shit never ends well for them - but that doesn't mean they're useless to us. | + | Typical, right? A man turns out as a fuck up and a woman is the one who pays for it. She doesn't know she's paying for it. She's just had weird dreams all her life about bad things that come true, sees things that don't want to be seen. No, they just think it's being special - until a toddler boils her mother's eyes out for taking away a toy. Or a man watches his young wife being dredged up from the bottom of a lake because she listened to the wrong voice one night. This sort of shit never ends well for them - but that doesn't mean they're useless to us. |
So a Wolcott debutante comes into the world, stirs up the curse and sets someone on fire, gets "the talk" and becomes a bona fide witch. Of course we'd snag them up, I mean they're a pre-packaged dark magic user, super useful and they don't need an orientation. Thankfully, for the most part, they kept themselves tidy and stayed in the south where we could keep an eye on them. Then the age of technology with its Facebook and Skype and Twitter expanded the horizons of the uncultured. Eugh. | So a Wolcott debutante comes into the world, stirs up the curse and sets someone on fire, gets "the talk" and becomes a bona fide witch. Of course we'd snag them up, I mean they're a pre-packaged dark magic user, super useful and they don't need an orientation. Thankfully, for the most part, they kept themselves tidy and stayed in the south where we could keep an eye on them. Then the age of technology with its Facebook and Skype and Twitter expanded the horizons of the uncultured. Eugh. |