@the_crown (OOC: This is a closed RP between myself and The Crown).
As the Blue Ghost, she is wanted in several countries and is being hunted. But as her persona of Morrigan Darkholme, she's not a wanted criminal. She's a Mercenary, spy and everything else someone needs her to be. Legally licenced and isn't a lawbreaker. Of course, as Morrigan she keeps her ability to shape-shift a closely guarded secret with only a few people knowing of this power. This allows Ms. Darkholme to freely go where she needs to without being hunted down.
Morrigan sits down in a cafe in the city of Rome. She's in her main human form. Raven black hair barely touches her shoulders and blue eyes tell of a life time of pain and sorrow. Red lipstick adorns her lips, or what looks like it, to make her them more vibrant and eye catching. But the skin is pale as if Morrigan hasn't seen the sun a lot. Black clothes complete her appearance or what looks like clothes.
Morrigan's name is well known through Mercenary circles as a capable woman who gets the job done and is able to make some hard calls. Rumors swirling around her say that she might have powers, but what those might be can only be speculated. Others say she uses advanced technology to achieve some of the things she can do, such as pass through walls. Morrigan pays no attention to these rumors other than to feed them something more to speculate upon.
Morrigan is here in a cafe sipping on some coffee. It's caffeine only affecting her if she allows it. It's a cold morning, she needs something warm to drink. Coffee is the best to do that with. Calories and all that other junk is no concern so she takes as much as she wants. Alone she sits, thinking about things that she knows aren't healthy for her. A past that is haunting her at every step. The horrors of a nuclear bomb going off, robbing her of her adopted daughter to all the kills she got as a former assassin. All of it was the Blue Ghost though and not as Morrigan thankfully.
Morrigan has purposefully chosen a seat in the cafe that allows her to watch every exit either directly or from the corner of her eye. She's paranoid and someone like her needs to be. One can never be too careful. It's a habit and she has no intention of trying to break it. It's even kept her alive more than once. So if anyone new comes into the cafe, Morrigan will see them. She will assess the threat they represent to both herself and anyone in here. Most aren't a threat at all, just ordinary people going about their business.