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opheliadavis​:

Closed start for Alessia | The Manor  @alessiaxcirrilo​

It pissed her off how much she had missed this place and the people that she had left behind when she had been taken. She still didn’t know why she had been taken, but she had made her way out eventually and there was now a warehouse full of bodies for someone to find and she was back home. The only thing she felt she sure of was that Richie hadn’t been involved, or it wasn’t something against him….then again who was to say he cared even if news had reached him. Still, as the footsteps caught her attention and the blonde came into view her face formed a soft smile. “Hey stranger.” 

As far as Alessia knew, no one had heard from Ophelia in what seemed like just over a month. With what she knew now, she had felt like she couldn’t offer advice or even step in to ask if there was a search going, how it was going. All she knew was that O vanished. She tried to go about “normal” life, but she had grown close to Richie’s sister and considered the other girl a friend. It hurt that she was missing.  As if the universe was ready to make amends for all the shit it had put her through recently, she heard footsteps that sounded too light to be Richie’s. Rounding the corner, she caught sight of the previously missing woman. “Ophelia?” Alessia questioned softly before breaking into a smile and a run to embrace the other girl. “Oh my god, I was so worried. Holy shit,” She pulled back, partially to look over Ophelia but also because she didn’t know if the girl wanted to be touched right now. “Are you okay? What in the hell happened?” 

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theodoragreen​:

Alessia was a good deal younger than Theodora. If anything their friendship should have mirrored her being an older sister to the girl. But Theo was not much of an adult, not much of a leader or someone to look up to. Alessia was though. Strong and fiery and sure of herself, seemingly fearless…it was Theo that looked up to her since the day two years ago they’d met. Thad was at practice, and Theo was having a good day in terms of motion and functionality, so she’d invited her friend over for a carb laced lunch and some much needed girl time. 

“Her name is Echo, she’s an echeveria plant. One of my favorite kinds of succulents,” Theo greeted, meeting Alessia at the door with a tiny potted plant in her hands. This would not be surprising to Alys as there was almost always a gifted piece of greenery given to her upon every socialization. “They’re really easy to take care of, you water her once every seven to ten days. Just check the soil and don’t water till it’s almost bone dry.” Stepping aside she grins as she welcomes her friend into the apartment. “I hope you were in the mood for Italian cause I got us some pasta and those really good garlic butter breadsticks.” @alessiaxcirrilo​

Alessia valued her time with Theo so much. It was so nice to still have such a good friend that was so normal. Theo was always willing to listen and to help Alessia destress. So, anytime the other invited her over, Alessia accepted without hesitation. Today was no different.

She didn’t have to wait long after knocking on the door for Theo to answer, small potted plant in hand. The gesture never failing to bring a smile to Alessia’s lips. Graciously taking the plant, Alessia greeted it immediately after greeting Theo. “Hey, Theo. Thanks. And hello Echo.” She smiled between the two. “You know how much I’m a fan of easy to care for plants.” Alessia added with a laugh, stepping inside. “Watering once every week? My kind of plant.” At the mention of pasta and breadsticks, Alessia groaned with hunger. “Theo, I am always down for garlic and carbs.” She laughed again, setting the plant and her bag near the front door before entering further. “So, what have you been up to?”

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maggierossii​:

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“I can’t stop eating.” Maggie groaned as she looked back at Alessia who had caught her in the kitchen at the manor. Gio had been working tonight and she hadn’t wanted to be by herself at there house so she had decided to settle in their room here for the night but it hadn’t taken long for her to grown hungry again. “But I have to say I love everything you have done with this kitchen girly, it’s superb.” 

Alessia had made her way into the kitchen to fix herself some dinner and ran into Maggie in the process. Smiling at the woman, Alessia laughed softly. “I mean, you have a pretty valid excuse there.” She gestured to the Maggie’s belly. “Growing a human has to be pretty exhausting.” Pulling out a large pot, she moved to the sink to fill it with water to boil pasta. “Thank you.” She smiled wider. “It’s my baby. Richie knows, and appreciates, how much I love to cook so I had full free range in here.” She had pretty much free range to design the rest of the manor too, but the kitchen was special to her. “Did you want me to make enough for you, too? It’s no extra work and pasta is always good reheated if I make a lot.” 

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maggierossii​:

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“Of course you do.” The older woman smiled softly as she looked back at her. “And that feeling you felt just then? That’s whats going to get you through.” God knows Maggie had been born into the life and even she would struggle to get through some things without having Gio by her side. As has as this world had made them all they were all still human at the end of the day and that wasn’t going to change any time soon. “It might be easier if you look at all the good that comes with this kind of stuff too, I mean money is never an issue, travel now you know Richie can take you wherever…and you’ll be kept alive. Look at the carvinal for example Ophelia would have left you for dead if you were anyone else, youve now got a whole host of people that would go to bat for you Aly.”

Alessia almost let out a sigh of relief at Maggie’s conformation. She was right, there was a whole host of new and shiny things that came with her knowledge, but at what cost? It was all blood money wasn’t it? And all the people that now magically had her back, if Richie decided he was done with her, she’d be gone before she even knew what hit her. “Can I ask you something?” Alessia questioned in a soft, somewhat concerned tone. “Is there a method where I can... like, I don’t know, turn off feeling things like guilt? Because I think this whole transition is going to be a lot easier if I don’t feel.” 

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opheliadavis​:

“I like it, and I love how big this house is, far enough out of the way of my brother when I want to kill him.” Ophelia chuckled as she looked back at the girl, placing her brush down on the vanity before she moved to lay out on her bed. “He did good picking for sure.” She wondered if her brother had asked for any third party help or if he just had good taste himself. “Not exactly, we grew up in a hotel, our family owns a rather big chain of them, ours was head quarters for the business and all that, we each had a suite on the top floors.” 

Alessia smiled and matched Ophelia’s laugh at the comment about Richie. “That he did. I have to admit, I’m incredibly impressed.” Scooting over on the bed, Alessia stayed seated while Ophelia sprawled out on top of the comforter, listening to their past. She listened intently, wanting to catch every single bit of information she could, knowing Richie probably wouldn’t tell her. “Oh damn. Are these hotels just in New York? Er, are they actually hotels? Or are they like fronts or something?” 

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maggierossii​:

“Do you love Richard?” Maggie asked, she didn’t want to scare her, she didn’t want to make her feel like she had no choice in the matter but she needed to have the honest conversation with her. “Because if you love him, then this is going to be your life, it’s going to be something that you have to get used to.” She felt bad for her she really did, but it had to be said. “I get it, that feeling of being numb, but it’ll go with time.” 

Alessia was a little taken aback at Maggie’s question. Her brows furrowed but she really didn’t hesitate before answering. “Of course I do. More than anything.” Alessia had a brief moment of panic, wondering if she wasn’t doing enough to show it. Like now that she knew that Richie was as powerful as he was, she needed to do more to prove her worth. What pulled her out of her thoughts was Maggie’s next point. Alessia looked down at her hands clasped in her lap, holding them tightly to keep them from shaking. Pursing her lips together for just a moment, she nodded. “I know.” and she did know. She knew that if she was to stay with Richie, which she intended to, she would need to get used to all of this. 

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paytonxarcher​:

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payton always prided herself on her ability to adapt and fit in with whatever crowd she was in. it was needed for her job; to be a chameleon and blend in. santa ysabel was no different even if the job was a little trickier. or so she thought. she notices a phone in front of the girl light up and with a quick glance at it, she sees the man she looking for. and william said it would be hard to find them. she thinks to herself. payton focuses on the girl, leaning her chin on her palm as they spoke. “i heard there is a lot of chaos here. i’m not so sure i’m ready for it, but hopefully it stays away from me,” she replies with a friendly smile. “well i just moved here from florida, my parents were selling our family home so i decided it was time to move on. figured the west coast would be fun. are you from here?”

Alessia laughed out loud at the comment on chaos. “Oh, yes. It’s a lot, I can’t lie. I hope it does too, it can be a major culture shock moving here.” She confessed easily. “No, I’m from New York.” She added with a smile. “I moved here about seven years ago for school and just had to hang around once I graduated. I can tell you, it is fun here for the most part, sometimes it can be incredibly overwhelming.” Like when you find out your boyfriend and his family had an entire secret life you had no idea about. She took a sip of her drink before turning her attention back to the other woman. “I’m Alessia, by the way.” She held out her hand. “I like to think of myself as a local guide of sorts, if you ever need help with anything in terms of locations and whatnot.” 

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richiebrkshr​:

opheliadavis​:

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Ophelia simply nodded at her brother as he processed whatever he seemed to have just realized, they would have whatever moment they were long over due tomorrow when they were safe. Right now it was time to pull themselves together and get out of here otherwise everything they had just been through would be worth nothing. All they needed to do, was get to the medic, get out, get to the medic and all three of them would be fine. 

Watching as her brother pulled Alessia out of the downward spiral she was heading towards Ophelia gave a small grunt before she pulled herself together, her grip tightening around her gun, pushing green sprayed hair from her face and her stance altering to something far more straight so that she didn’t look like there was a bullet lodged in her. “Alright we have to make a call we fight to the exit, or we go over the pier and we swim, what are you both up too?”

She sure as hell wasn’t going to be the one to slow them down. 

@richiebrkshr​

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Contingency plan. Five years away from home and it’s like he’s already forgotten how the world works. Richie should have known he shouldn’t have trusted Santa Ysabel from pulling stints like back in Brooklyn. Granted, the enemies back then intentionally tried to come at them because of their last name and the ones here are doing it for – what exactly? Richie hasn’t been paying attention.

“Those are ocean tides, Phe. They’re going to rip you apart against the rocks.” The night time makes it even harder to see if there’s a chance of surviving the current. “What do you have on you to take them out?”

Alessia’s presence grounds him a little. “Baby, the props I gave you. Which ones do you still have?”

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Her stained faux forties style sweater and skirt offered her no protection from the elements and she felt more exposed than ever before. They were in legitimate danger, they needed to get out. Whatever Richie and Ophelia were apart of didn’t matter right now, all that mattered was surviving this. She was only half paying attention to O and Richie’s conversation, but she knew she needed to tune in more. 

Richie turns to address her and it takes a moment to register his words. “Um, I think I fired five times at the first guy with my own... prop and just once from yours.” She hated admitting what she’d done even though it wasn’t exactly a secret. “You’re going to tell me I’m the one that has to shoot to get us out of here aren’t you?” She questioned softly, looking between Ophelia and Richie again, based on their injuries alone. 

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richiebrkshr​:

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“Self defense won’t mean shit if they realize who I am.” There’s no turning back now; Richie can’t keep something this big from the woman who’s so intertwined with his life. After the carnival, he’s sure that she’s seen more than he would have ever intended, but if it means keeping her alive, then he’ll force himself to be fine with it.

“I grew up around this because my dad,” – it only figures that the only time Richie would voluntarily call him dad would be when he has to own up to who he is –, “forced us into this. He says his children can’t be weak, that he made a name for us and he can’t have us fuck it up.” Richie knows that the lectures were usually meant for him; he’s grown to accept the fact. “So we grew up around this. Money meant power and there was only one way you can get money.” 

He keeps his eyes away from Alessia. “It’s easier to get what you want when you’re the one holding the gun.”

His words do nothing to ease her concern, her anxiety is rising with each passing moment. She swallowed thickly, trying her hardest to keep herself sane in the moment and listen to everything he has to say, surely he had a valid reason. 

His disdain at the word dad is nearly palpable. Alessia immediately feels bad for ever bringing it up. When they first got together, she had shared her personal and home life with him, but she was never too concerned when he didn’t reciprocate. Now, she knew why. Her heart sank as he continued to explain his father’s philosophies. If she was looking for any sort of ‘valid’ excuse, she found it. He didn’t have a choice, he was raised in this. She wasn’t sure why he didn’t try to leave, but she figured it would be too dangerous. Stepping toward him finally, she reached out for his hands. “Baby,” she started softly, not really knowing what she could even say in this situation. “I’m sorry you had to grow up like that.” She finishes before launching into her next question. “You said he forced you into this. Richie, what is this?” 

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maggierossii​:

Maggie watched with almost sad eyes as she watched Alessia take her drink. She couldn’t even imagine what she had endured. “I wish I could tell you you’re going to forget it, or that it gets easier but those first ones. They stay with you….after that they do get easier though.” She wished that it wasn’t something they had to get used to or something that eased with time, it shouldn’t have been. “You don’t have to hold it in, it’ll only make it worse, you can talk to me about it.” 

Alessia squeezed her eyes shut at Maggie’s words. “I don’t want there to be more, Maggie.” She tried to explain. “How am I supposed to do that again? And again, and again.” She shook her head. “How could it ever get easier to do that?” Aly truly didn’t understand and she wasn’t sure if she even wanted to know how to be a killer. Finally looking back up at the other woman, she wasn’t sure what she should even say. “I just feel like I can’t say anything. Does that even make sense?” 

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jxygarcia​:

Jay & Alessia | @alessiaxcirrilo​

Jay liked having a manor, having somewhere the whole team could be in place. He had his own apartment of course with the kid on weekends, but this made it a lot easier to track people down and now it gave him somewhere for these lessons that Alessia had asked for…in fact he should ask Richie about getting a medical suite in this place if he could, but that would come later. Looking at Alessia the male laid out all the tools he normally carried with him before her. “So you know what any of these do?” 

Alessia was more than thrilled that Jay was going to help her learn some medic skills, then she could actually be helpful in all this. She hadn’t even known about this life for very long, but she was already tired of being useless. Richie kept insisting that she didn’t need to do anything or change anything, but she wasn’t about to just sit here and do nothing. Her eyes drifted down to the set of tools in front of her, her brain trying to put uses to them. “Uhh, this looks like something you’d use to pull something out of someone. This is gauze, bandages, and I’m not sure what the rest is, truthfully.” 

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opheliadavis​:

Ophelia & Alessia | O’s Bedroom | @alessiaxcirrilo​

“It’s pretty right?” O asked as she looked back at Alessia who was laid out on her new bed, the whole room had taken a few days to get together, with the painting to be done first and then she had spent the day shopping for all her furniture, now at the end of day three with a whole lot of shopping all the small touches were added too, new books, new makeup, shoes, her wardrobe was practically bursting with clothes she had spent the day replacing given most of hers were still being held hostage in Brooklyn. “So much better than that damn motel I’ve been in.” 

“It looks amazing.” Alessia answered quickly as she sat down in one of Ophelia’s new chairs. O had a killer sense of style and design that Alessia appreciated immensely. Well, that and the fact that she might be the badass bitch Aly had ever met. “I can imagine. This is better than literally anywhere I’ve ever lived.” She shook her head softly, still not believing Richie just bought this mansion seemingly on a whim. Turning to Ophelia, Alessia asked softly, “Did you guys live in something like this in New York?”

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richiebrkshr​:

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There’s still that niggling thought at the back of Richie’s mind that this all will be too much for Alessia. He wouldn’t blame her for leaving and if he were any less selfish, he’d actually push her to. Now, he finds that he can’t be without her.

“Training,” he reiterates, smile slowly forming on his features. “You’ll find out soon.” While he gets to be a little too much during said training, Richie loves the thrill he gets once it’s played out. For one it’s a way to actually bond without finding something to kill and for another, it assures him that they’re ready for whatever life decides to throw at them.

“It is,” he agrees, reaching out to draw her in closer. “Which is why I’m asking if you can help me decorate it.” Richie contemplates on ignoring the question but he did promise he’d stop lying. “It’s my family’s money,” he answers truthfully. “The money I made for my family, actually.”

Alessia raises a brow at his excitement toward training. “That’s not ominous at all.” She responds with a hint of a smile on her lips. It was always good to see him get excited or happy about something, especially right now. 

She lets him pull her closer, her arms instinctively wrapping around him, only pushing away the slightest bit when he asks her to decorate. Her eyes widen, she loved doing big projects like this, and the fact that she was going to be the one living in it? She could hardly believe it. “Richie are you serious?” She questions like it’s not her actual job, the smile growing on her lips. “Yes, oh my god, I’d love to decorate this place.” Her eyes are immediately scanning the current room, mind already racing at different possibilities. It’s only when he talks about the money that she looks back to him. “The money you made for your family.” She repeats softly, knowing full well by now that that means something incredibly illegal. “Does that mean... the house is like at risk of being repoed or something?” She questioned, still not comprehending the situation she was now living in. 

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paytonxarcher​:

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payton had been in town for a week now and while she typically jumped right into her job, this one was a little trickier than most. she couldn’t just get in and get out like before. it was honestly more boring, but this was a big job and she couldn’t fuck it up. so for now, she was just scooping out the new town she was going to call home. tonight, she was at one of the bars, checking out the locals, maybe find someone to have a little fun with. turning to the girl next to her, she gave her a smile. “so, i’m new here; tell me, is this town cracked up to all the stories i’ve heard?”

Alessia had found herself at a bar more times than she’d care to admit after the carnival, but she always made sure Richie knew where she was. Only because she knew what sort of horrors strewn the town. She had hoped she’d left it behind in New York with him but trouble seemed to follow everywhere. Sipping her drink, she turned toward the other woman next to her and offered a smile, her phone sitting face up on the bar, lighting up with a text from Richie. Locking it quickly, she sighed softly. “It’s definitely something.” She laughed. “Chaos around every corner it seems. Not that I’m trying to scare you off or anything.” She laughed again, tucking her hair behind her ear. “What brings you to town?” 

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meia ✉️ alessia

may: don't lose yourself in all of this.

aly: i can try.

aly: but i honestly don't know anymore what the future holds for me.

aly: i thought i had everything planned out, but clearly i dont.

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meia ✉️ alessia

may: i know i am

may: can you promise me something?

aly: what is it?

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jxygarcia​:

“You’re probably still in shock, it might get worse before it get’s better, but you’ll be okay.” Jay assured her, he would need her to be under a watchful eye for a while but that was just for her wellbeing, her arm he could get cleaned and wrapped up in no time. Beginning to clean the wound he was as gentle as possible but there was bits he needed to be less than tender with to make sure it was done right. “You doing ok?”

His words were falling on deaf ears. She wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings all that much anymore, she was stuck in her own head. It wasn’t until she started to feel the pressure from him scrubbing her wound, that she started to come back to the present. Nodding at his question, she responded. “Mhmm. I just need this over with, so no matter what I look like or say just... just finish it.”