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FELICIA HARDY 21. Burglar. Blackcat. "Play me like your first guitar, where every single notes too hard. I don't even care, You can take me there, we can set the world on fire."

[not-dd-deactivated20160603]

He could sense how teasing her voice was to the point that he could swear he heard the mussels of her face pulling up a smile. That was too much, he knew, but he enjoyed the thought of it for a moment. He tapped his cane as he followed her to the wrestling mats, he folded it leaving it by the side of the soft floor. “How thoughtful of you, usually I don’t get the honor of knowing the name of people beating me up.” - he jokes,although it wasn’t all of a joke, fortunately on the streets he was usually the one giving a beat, not taking one, but of course he had bad days. - “I’m Matt Murdock. Pleased to meet you, Felicia.”

[blackcatisms]

          “Didn’t you know, Mr. Murdock? I’m the queen of thoughtfulness. It’s nice to be acknowledged every once in a while, though. I won’t lie to you about that.” Felicia found herself teasing once more. She couldn’t help it, there as just something about the redhead. Obviously he knew she was joking, but what she liked about him best is that he’d give the snarky comments right back. Felicia didn’t exactly think of herself as a witty girl, but banter was fun every now and then. 

          Lifting up her arm and stretching it over her head, Felicia stood there a moment, enjoying the burn of her muscles. That feeling was the only thing that kept her training, because it meant she was getting better. Shaking her arm out, she then eyed Matt from across her. If there was one thing Felicia knew, it was how to give a good fight. “I’m not going to be easy on you, you know. So I hope you won’t be easy on me. I’m not fragile, so give me all you got.”

[not-dd-deactivated20160603]

He raised one single eyebrow behind the glasses. Her voice just sounded so teasing,he tried to tell himself not to overstep things, but deep inside that good catholic boy lived someone who loved the ladies, and this one was not making hiding this any easier. “I hope this doesn’t sound bad but is good to know that we have one more regular human beings around.” - he didn’t mind being around super people, but sometimes it was very little encouraging, and for him, someone of many talents. - “If you’re willing to show; me I’m all for it.”

[blackcatisms]

          With a bitten lip and a smile, Felicia watched as the little mouse fell into her trap. Well, it wasn’t really a trap per se, but the moment she convinced him to spar, Felicia felt like she had won whatever small game they were playing. Placing her hands behind her back, she moved towards the center of the gym where the wrestling mats were, a small bounce in her step. 

          “Oh, I don’t mind at all.” She all but purred. “After all, we gained our “abilities” with blood, sweat, and tears, right?” Falling into a lazy fighting stance, Felicia perked her own eyebrow. “Felicia Hardy, I suppose you should know the name of the person whose about to kick your butt.” She teased playfully.

[lillilylunapotter-deactivated20]

Sue was practicing her landing skills, the young girl flied above the ground before trying to land and subsequently tumbling as she hit the ground.  She started to laugh at herself before she noticed someone had caught her.  Her whole face flushed red, “That is harder then it looks.” She called out quickly standing up and dusting herself off.

[blackcatisms]

          Attempting to keep her face passive, even though she wanted to laugh, Felicia held her hands up in mock surrender. Though she couldn’t fly, she could remember countless times where she had fallen on her ass from being up high. It was even scarier when you had the chance to fall several stories. What was up with diamond collectors living on the 28th floor anyway?

          “I can only imagine. I mean, it’s not like I can fly. Maybe you should try hooking yourself up to something so if you fall the landing’s not so bad. That’s what I did.”

[angrymysticarchive-blog]

You want my help, spider? That touches my heart. Now let me touch yours!

[not-dd-deactivated20160603]

He scoffed. He could not tell her. He still needed to get to law school, and no one would accept a vigilante to be a lawyer, so he just shook his head and continued with his standard answer to the question.

“Not all students here have super powers, y’know?” - smirked letting her get one of the gloves, he released the other one from the string connecting them, and placed on his hand, fixing it with a couple of punches on his palm. - “I happen to know a move or two, but I’m most deftly not super strong, nor have laser eyes. Just a regular guy. How about you? I know you are not a flyer. But you have some amazing talents, I bet.”

[blackcatisms]

          “I don’t have superpowers.” She found herself laughing once more, the most she’s laughed in a long time. “But can you blame me for being a little curious?” That smirk, did he know what he was doing, or was he just oblivious to how inciting it was? Felicia wasn’t sure, she just new that the man in front of her was more unassuming than he seemed. There was no way she’d buy into that, but she wasn’t going to push. Still, it made her more curious than ever. 

          “I do have some amazing talents, though. Want me to show you? We can have a little spar. It’s been a while since I’ve had a scrimmage.”

[amoraxlorelei]

Shaking her head, Amora frowned. She hated when other girls tried to upstage her. She was the cool girl, the fun one, the one who knew all the ways of the in crowd. But, for now, she supposed, she could let this blonde think she was on top and show her around. Once she found what she was looking for, she’d put this mere midgardian back in her place. “Where underground though?”

[blackcatisms]

          Noticing the frown, Felicia put both her hands up, as though to say “whoops my bad”. She hadn’t meant to offended the girl or anything, wasn’t even sure what she said that could have, but she wasn’t here to make enemies. 

          “I’m assuming that your new to this city, and that’s okay. If you want to come with me, I can show you. Though, how are you about personal space? It can get a little crowded.”

[not-dd-deactivated20160603]

God, her voice was so soft. Matt unctuously smiled as she spoke, and lowered his head slightly tilting it to her her even closer. He could feel her body temperature slightly increased. It was probably for her workout, or maybe she was blushing a little. He could not really tell, but she sure demonstrated to enjoy the compliment.

“Oh, I’m just saying it. It’s quite impressive.” - he said letting go the silk and holding his cane with both hands. - “Surly much more better then anything I can do at least. Nothing interesting about punching a sand beg repeatedly” - he pointed to the boxing gloves he was caring around his neck.

[blackcatisms]

          He was like a magnet, the moment he leaned in to hear her, Felicia couldn’t help but lean in towards him. It had been awhile since she’s enjoyed somebodies company, especially a males, and she wanted to milk the moment for all she could--Even if it wasn’t going to go anywhere. What could she say? She could be a bit of a glutton, especially when it came to pretty things. 

          Giving a light laugh, Felicia shook her head. “Oh, I definitely don’t believe that.” Reaching out, Felicia took one of the boxing gloves in her hand, feeling the weight of it. She wanted to see if they were heavier than normal, but the seemed to be just an ordinary pair. She perked a curious eyebrow, even though she knew he couldn’t see it. “What’s your secret? Super strength? Lazers behind those glasses?

[amoraxlorelei]

Amora arched an eyebrow. “And where would these right places be? Your midgardian club is all but empty and I’ve yet to find a decent clothing shop.”

[blackcatisms]

          “That’s because you’re going to all the wrong ones. All you needed to do was find yourself a city-slicker, and I’m your gal. Have you ever thought about looking underground?”

[evahampton-blog]

The blonde’s face changed, the smile dropping from her face, but Ophelia’s self-satisfied smirk remained. She had gotten under the girl’s skin, just like she’d hoped she would. The indigence in the blonde’s voice was audible and Ophelia derived too much pleasure from it. “You’re right, you’re all here for a reason. To serve Fury’s selfish needs, just as he’s requested of me as well. As for the amount of power here, that’s yet to be seen. So far all I’ve seen is a bunch of computer nerds and a poor excuse for a cat burglar. What are you going to do? Shit in my litter box?” Ophelia let out a small chuckle. “If I wanted to see real power, I’d go back where I came from, but like I said, I’m just here for the show. Now are you going to go play with your string some more or are you going to actually do something interesting?”

[blackcatisms]

          Felicia kept her face passive at the dark haired woman's words, though she couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She might have been right, about them being here just for Fury, but Felicia wasn’t about to agree. She herself saw this as a little game, a place where she could make herself better so she could steal better things--But that didn’t mean she looked down on the others who saw this place as their very own safe haven. 

          “You haven’t the slightest idea what I can do.” She couldn’t help but laugh at that, and that was true. Ever since she was a little girl, Felicia had been in gymnastics, but it was only when she had gotten older did she take classes in fighting and self-defense. She could bring down even the biggest guards, avoid bullets, and rip somebodies throat out. “And I’m not going to prove myself for your enjoyment. If that’s the case, seeing real power, nobody would stop you from going home. In fact, I’d gladly take you there.”

[amoraxlorelei]

“Is there anything fun to do around here or do you midgardians honestly just spend all your time studying?”

[blackcatisms]

          “Oh no, honey, there is always fun to be found. You just have to look in the right place.”

[not-dd-deactivated20160603]

“Oh, I’ve heard about this kind of stuff.” - he said rising his arm in front of it, finding the silk ropes and softly touching it with the tip of his fingers. Then he smiled again. - “That must look really cool. Even more then flying perhaps. There’re many people around here who can fly but you are the first one I met who can do this.”

[blackcatisms]

          Felicia wasn’t sure that the boy was complementing her, but she was going to take it as one anyways, and she could have purred due to the fact. She watched his nimble fingers reach out next to her and grab the soft silk over her shoulder, and the touch was so delicate it caused her to shiver. It wasn’t a secret that she wasn’t too keen on most men, but already she could tell the redhead wasn’t somebody she should be weary of. 

          “Careful what you say, or you’re going to give me a bigger head than I already have.”

[evahampton-blog]

Smirking, Ophelia mimicked the girl’s head tilt. “I think you’re rather mistaken. I’m not part of the entertainment, merely here for the show. Putting a bunch of mutants and freaks together in a single small area sounds like a fantastic idea, don’t you think? I can’t wait to see the fireworks. Perhaps I’ll make popcorn.”

[blackcatisms]

          Noticing the mimicked action, Felicia dropped her sweet smile automatically, allowing her face to fall into a expression that was more annoyed and bored. She really could be doing better things than wasting her breath on a conversation that didn’t deserve her time, but she also couldn’t help the urge to fight back. She never really started fights, but she hated when they didn’t get to be finished. 

          “Don’t underestimate us “freaks” and “mutants”. We’re all here for a reason, you know. Talking cocky like that will be a sure fire way to get yourself killed. Though if we’re being honest, what’s one less piece of scum off this planet going to hurt us. For being so judgmental, it’s a surprise you’ve made it this long. There is power here you can’t even imagine.”

[not-dd-deactivated20160603]

Matt had been in Avengers Academy for a while, but he had not had the opportunity to train at the gym yet. Which was a pity, he had heard so many good things about the facilities there. He didn’t want to drag any attention, so he decided to go at at time of the day that he judged to be most empty. However, as he arrived, he was surprised to listen to music. Was there someone there already? He got in and left his gym beg on a bench. It took him a couple of seconds to detect the heart beat above him, along with the sweet smell of a lady. He could hear her skin rubbing against the fabric, and he watched in his own manner as she slowly moved around. Until she finally talked to him. “Oh! I was wondering if there was someone in here, I heard the music but I didn’t hear any footsteps.” - he pretended to be surprised, playing the standard (not enhanced) blind human being and smirked with his face up, staring at her general direction. - “Are you flying or something?”

[blackcatisms]

          Tilting her head, Felicia assessed the red-heads face, the tilt of his head, the soft smirk on his face. Her words were a bad choice, she would admit, once she noticed that he was blind. But he wasn’t very affected by then, so Felicia allowed them to slide. All in all--he was quite handsome. 

          “Flying?” She couldn’t help but laugh slightly. “Oh no, I’m not that special. I was on the silk ropes, they help with my flexibility.” After all, she could slip into small windows and squeeze herself between bars if she wasn’t as lithe as she was. Then what kind of burglar would she be? 

[evahampton-blog]

Eyeing the woman, Ophelia was struck by the sensation of wanting to set the silk on fire. How would the woman react? Would she jump off or scurry to the top of her fabric like a trapped spider, only to be set aflame eventually? Before she could test out her theory, the blonde had noticed her and was making her way down to the ground. At the woman’s comment, she arched an eyebrow. “The show? Was I supposed to be impressed by someone performing circus tricks? I knew they had a freak show starting up here, but I was unaware they were letting just about anyone else in. What’s next, the clowns?”

[blackcatisms]

          Felicia could feel the urge to curl her top lip, soft growl begging to come from the back of her throat, but she kept her face pleasant and ignored the childish want. If there was one thing she hated the most, it was women who thought they were better than others--And clearly this one thought she was on top. Tilting her head, she smiled even wider, voice almost a purr when she spoke. 

          “Doesn’t seem like you should be talking, does it? Aren’t you here at the circus too? I’d advise you to go and put on your clown make-up, but it seems you already have it on.”

[blackcatisms]

          Music played softly in the large gymnasium, the room all but empty beside herself. Wrapping the soft silk around her wrist, Felicia couldn’t help but smile softly, then wrapping it around her ankle and lifting herself up off the ground. With ease she climbed the silk, letting it snake around her body in a comfortable but stable hold. Arching her back, she let go of the silk, making sure her ankles were secure before she dipped back and allowed herself to hang upside down. 

          Her gaze met with a pair of sneakers, and she perked a white-haired brow with curiosity. Lifting her head, she smiled once more, pulling herself back up the silk before sliding down it. 

          “Enjoy the show?”