Morgana Forceborn
Good girl. Mean Streak.
It was time. Finally, after the long wait that least her entire life Morgana Forceborn was finally going to meet her mother. Apparently the time was more decided by her than anyone else. Even her aunt [member="Taeli Raaf"] who had been the closest thing to family, and currently flying her towards her mother and home, had only agreed that now was the right time for them to finally meet. As anxious as she was Morgana was obvioulsy worried. She'd only heard vauge stories about her mother from Taeli, mainly because her aunt felt it was best she know her for herself. She only knew she was someone of great importance on the planet known as Effekt. Even Morgana did not know about it but it had been made clear the plaet itself was barley a recent discovery and that relations were slower than most to be open to the rest of the galaxy. Still the idea of her mother being some important figure was enough to make her guess one thing after the other. The most she'd come to was that she may have been something like a senator or important offical.
As the shuttle continued to fly towards Effekt in hyperspace Morgana was trying to relax but, obviously, was more ervous than anything. She'd been dressed in her usual attire but everything seemed more pressed and neat. She wanted to look good for her first impressions with her mother; especially since she had a lot of questions to ask. Her knee bounced. her hands kept gripping the rim of her skirt. She was biting her lip and trying to think of anything else to take her mind off things. Nothing was working. She was a bundle of nerves and the Force resounded off her the whole time.
There were time she wanted to ask Taeli something or other about her mother but she always stopped herself, unsure of wanting the answer. The entire trip had been like that. It even came to where Morgana was fiddling with her new and offical lightsaber hilt, a saberstaff design, if only to try and calm her more.