As Morgan would say: Nothing in the 'verse is ever black and white. She has never viewed the universe as being limited to a battle between good and evil or between dark and light. As such, she has no interest in Jedi or Sith philosophy. For Morgan, they are both children fighting over toys. She has as little love for war-mongering machinations of the Sith, as the pacifist code of the Jedi.

Instead, she keeps to her mercenary lifestyle and views the Force as a necessary tool to keep herself alive. That said, she does work very closely with other Force Users, dark or light side aligned and believes that decisive action and courage are the hallmarks of greatness. Even if that greatness means you're hated by the ones you care about forever.

One glance from a beautiful woman is usually enough to stop any man in his tracks, and Morgan's aquatic blue eyes are her most noticeable feature as well as a potent weapon. She can undress you, disarm you and make you cower in terror in one glance, and has even earned a bit of reputation for her fearlessness in using her own body against her marks, which can make people wary of her if they know her.

She often uses her eyes as an expression outlet, displaying anything from rage to affection in a very clear and precise way. She has been known to cower grizzled veterans, cutthroats and mob bosses. By mastering her expressions and her emotions, Morgan always has perfect control of them. She uses this skill for a wide range of situations, from diplomatic talks and combat situations to flirty conversations in the local bar.

Morgan is an alcoholic, a smoker and a braggart with class. She is mostly aloof and sarcastic, however she can easily take on the guise of any level of society, from the lowliest bilge rat to the high class ladies you see in kingly courts. She prefers higher class to bilge, however, as is shown in her crisp accent which reverts to its original bilgetongue only in times of duress.

She is also well known for her loose moral compass in regards to sexuality and is often found with different partners. This behavior stems from a mostly criminal lifestyle and the lack of proper parenting, as well as a twisted teenage life. Morgan has rarely connected with another person, and when she has they seemed to disappear from her life one way or another. She has found that her luck in love is far less abundant than in other matters.

Morgan is a spacer who has lived by her own wits most of her life. She enjoys a lifestyle free of rules and regulations and often has a hard time settling down in one place. She has never had a home with a warm hearth and a loving family, nor has she ever considered Nar Shaddaa or Corellia her home planets. A starship's greasy, filthy, ozone-smelling interior is as homely as it gets for her.

This lifestyle comes with one particular code: Live free, die free. This kind of attitude has put her at odds with many law-enforcing organizations and authorities throughout the galaxy, as well as some of her employers, since she has absolutely no respect for bullies, the self-centered and petty and especially authority that is not earned through respect.

Morgan is remorseless when her life is in danger and will seek to eliminate any opponent threatening her well-being. She is temperamental and often uses all weapons at her disposal to annihilate her enemies, mind and body. She has no interest in pompous speeches or unnecessary delays. Those only serve to get you killed. Once her blaster is out, it's usually out to kill or maim without hesitation.

She puts hardly any value on her enemies' lives, so if the opportunity shows itself she will always end her adversary, if only to remove the possibility of any future retaliation. In her mind life is a survival horror story, and many get left behind. Obviously this sort of behavior has gained her an unenviable number of enemies.

Being extremely perceptive by nature, as a rule Morgan evaluates her surroundings in detail and keeps her eyes open. This force of habit, developed through many years of surviving in the gloomiest holes in the 'verse, has saved her life more than once. Her uncanny Perceptiveness, and her superior Intellect, have also made her into a good on-the-fly tactician when it comes to sticky situations that require improvisation and a quick wit, such as being pushed into a corner or being caught in an ambush.

However, when it comes to actual battlefield tactics, planning, or indeed, even coordinating small groups of people into a coherent formation, unless they're a ship's crew, Morgan falls flat on her face. She would rather leave the "complexities of kicking each other" to more experienced individuals.