Who: Morgan Le Fay and Open What: Wicked Witches gotta Wicked, yo When: Monday Where: Random Fancy Gala Thing Warnings:
Here's the funny thing about Morgan, that even Merlin doesn't seem to grasp. She is more then the wicked witch they paint her as. Morgan likes to think her greatest assets is her adaptability. She has magic, sure, but it isn't a crutch. It's a tool, and one of many in her arsenal. Another is how people look at her, and how she'll fit that mold, to her own ends.
If people see a vapid socialite, with too much time and money on her hands she'll play that role. Just as she played the witch in Camelot. And as she's only doomed to fail against Arthur, she picks targets she can win against. Sometimes they are good men. Most of the time though these good men have gold painted on them, to hide the black corruption beneath. She doesn't think anyone will miss these men, and will enjoy seeing them fall.
So when she slides around the gala, dressed as expected and smiles all the right smiles no one sees her. It's not magic because it doesn't need to be magic. She doesn't have to entrance anyone in spells. All she needs to do is whisper a few words. No one sees the threat. She enjoys it that way.
This night is no different, this man of capitalism no different. A King in his own way, and she against him. She could say she did it for good, but she had her own desires first in mind. She'd gain out of this as much as the world would enjoy seeing another one with wealth and power fall to his knees. She hardly did it out of a sense of honor. She'd already spread her words and was now just enjoying watching the reaction. The rich were like buzzards. They'd peck the man to death before the night was through.
And it wouldn't be the end of it. She hid her smile in a glass of champagne and leaned against a wall. She couldn't stop what she was and she and Arthur had a sort of truce going on (one she rather enjoyed. One that had a lot of great sex), but she was world weary enough to know sooner or later Merlin would talk him out of it and the whole game would begin again. In the meantime she kept her claws sharp with things like things. Idle things to keep her occupied.