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Checkup || Felicia & Padraic

[fierce-felicia]

napoleonicmastermind:

“Oh you’re quite right,” Padraic offered with a weak chuckle, shaking his head. “Had you come out of that training with anything less than exemplary skills, I would have been very cross with them.” 

The older man gave a faint nod and sipped on his tea. “I’m sure there’s plenty more I could impart on you, but I’m afraid it’s hard to remember when one is not in the moment.” He held the young woman’s gaze for a while as he mulled over what to say. Now that Felicia knew the reason why they were in Mythos and just who her father was, Padraic was starting to feel the ease of tension from his shoulders. It was like a burden had been partially taken from him. Perhaps he should have told her this long ago. But the truth was that he worried that if he started talking, he wouldn’t know where to stop. And if questions about Felicia’s mother were to arise…well…the older man wasn’t quite sure if he would be able to bite his tongue so easily. “And Felicia,” he finally murmured, still staring at her as his expression grew quite serious now. He lowered his cup and placed it aside, then folded his hands together and rested them on his lap. “Aside from myself…don’t trust anyone. Not Finn, not my men, not anyone who can get close to you. You give the orders, but you rely on no one.” Speaking from experience, Padraic felt he knew what he was talking about. He’d been burned before. Too many times, frankly. “It’s a lonely existence…but a necessary one.”

Felicia was fit to burst with happiness- she’d never felt closer to her father or closer to accomplishing her goals, and knowing he still intended for them to return home as soon as possible made her very happy too. “well if you think of anything to tell me it’s not like I’m far away” she responded with a shrug, taking another sip of her tea and brushing off her skirt as she planned to leave- she didn’t want to monopolize his time, and she had work later. His serious expression caught her attention though and she stilled, holding his gaze. Give the orders but rely on no one. That was good, she’d have to write that down. “of course, dad..” Felicia agreed with a slow nod “You’d always raised me to be indipendant anyway” she smiled, lightening the suddenly heavy atmosphere “I really should get going I have work later, but I’m happy to know you’re well”

[beneathclearwideblue]

Morning Pick-Me-Up | Ariel & Open

[fierce-felicia]

beneathclearwideblue:

Although she was initially quite tired this morning, the thought of trying something new with such a tasty fruit truly got Ariel going, feeling more awake to conquer the day. Maybe she’d even pair it with an iced coffee for once, but would probably default to an iced tea. Chuckling, she nodded in understanding. “That’s me with a butter croissant and Nutella honestly,” she admitted. “Yes, I woke up late but a good breakfast should fix that up. It’d be easier if working mornings could start at 10 am or something.”

The woman’s enthusiasm was catching, Felicia found herself excited to have so many hours in the day- perhaps she’d go back to the valley John had shown her to take a few pictures after breakfast- “I hear you, I can’t stand waking up early for work- that’s why I normally just do afternoon shifts, I work at Mollieres, the jewelry store- what about you, what do you do?”

[fierce-felicia]

quiet time | felicia & john

[fierce-felicia]

this-is-their-land:

John loved surprises.  His parties, contrasted to hers, were exciting events.  The Smith household often had huge bashes that John never expected were coming.  One year, his mother took him rock climbing.  Another year, she surprised him with a brand new car (or well brand new to John).  Either way.  

He grinned back at her when she asked where they were headed, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.  Not a day went by that he didn’t have that twinkle.  “You’ll see!  It’s just over this ridge!”  He trudged further forward, his vision blocked by the ridge.  But once he cleared it, the most beautiful sight appeared to him.

Just below him, in a little valley was a tiny little creek with a pretty little grassy knoll adjoined to the side.  The grass swayed to and fro, like a picturesque scene from a fairy tale.  Or at least, that’s what John always thought.  The sunset hit it just right, coloring the flowing water with red.

John’s excitement was contagious, and Felicia found herself looking forward to a surprise for the first time in her life. It was a funny feeling int he pit of her stomach, a type of anticipation she didn’t quite recognize. She found herself thinking that it was a pleasant way to feel, like someone was doing something just for her, just because they wanted to and not because she’d made them.

Felicia made her way over the ridge, following where John lead. Once she reached the sight of the valley she lost her breath for a moment, just staring out at the view in front of her. It was the prettiest sight she’d seen in the whole of Mythos- including John, though he was probably a close second- “it’s beautiful” Felicia told him quietly “really- wow, this is.... John, thankyou. This is lovely.”

[fierce-felicia]

princesslottiebelle

“Oh yes, I understand. You just have to have hope that one day it will change. Look at all the things that have changed so far. More people are free even if they’ve only just begun to win all their freedom. You just have to believe that things will continue to change for the better." 

"But this is a heavy subject, let’s lighten it up a bit!  It feels like I haven’t seen you in ages, how have you been?”

“I have hope. Lord knows I live off it- that’s a devil wears prada reference, I’m sorry. It’s also true, though, I’d love to be free one day”

“but yes you’re right, entirely too melodramatic. You haven’t seen me, as much time as we may spend in the same place you’re often far too busy with my father. I’ve been okay, though- I mean... No, just okay. Yourself?”

[fierce-felicia]

gamblingtheunderworld:

Hades narrowed his eyes at her words, not entirely sure what she meant by that. Use it against her? “Like Voldemort? I mean you got the accent any everything already…wait, shit, is your name Voldemort?” Hades cackled shaking his head. “Jesus, no wonder you didn’t want to tell me. Your parents must’ve hated you.” He was certain her name was not Voldemort, but getting under her skin enough to get an idea of just who she really was was the objective. Sure, he wasn’t the brightest man in the world, but Hades wasn’t stupid either. He knew that he’d find a way to get her to crack…

“Well gee, aren’t we just oh-so-high-and-mighty…” Hades murmured, quirking a brow at her. She sounded like a real…well, he wasn’t going to say that word aloud. She also sounded a hell of a lot like another hoity-toity Brit in town. They’d probably get along great. “You must be super popular. I bet people are just dying to make friends with you,” he drawled in his most sarcastic tone. He watched her put her money away, mentally tallying just how much she’d withdrawn. He’d have given his left arm for a nice wad of cash like that for the races. “You sure about that? I mean there’s not that many options for a good time here in Mythos. There’s Underworld, maybe a few bars downtown…that’s about it. Oh, and Ye Olde Country Club up the road too. But that’s no place for such a delightful youth such as yourself. Not unless you want a bunch of gross old men feeling you up. Plus I hear the crypt-keeper that runs the place has the hots for young brunettes,” he continued, his grin widening. “So you’re better off coming to Underworld if you ask me.”

Felicia chuckled, shaking her head at Hades’ antics and attempts to irk her. Because to suggest something as ridiculous as Voldemort being her name it was obviously an attempt to annoy her “My father is really rather quite fond of me, and my name is not Voldemort, no” she responded, reaching into her bag for her lipstick and compact mirror. She may as well top up her lipstick if she was going to stand around and let him puzzle about for a bit.

“Yes, me up on my self imposed pedestal” Felicia agreed with a hum, rubbing her lips together and licking across her teeth to get rid of any smudges. “I’m super popular back home” she replies with a shrug “no one here really gets me but I won’t be around too long” when he begins to poke fun at her dad Felicia can’t help but laugh a little “the crypt keeper, oh I like that one, I’ll tell him about it next time I visit, maybe- though he doesn’t like it when I venture down town so maybe not”

[beneathclearwideblue]

Morning Pick-Me-Up | Ariel & Open

[fierce-felicia]

beneathclearwideblue:

With a glance up at the menu board above the counter, Ariel realized she had some selections still left to try out. She loved to eat old favorites, but mostly she loved to try out a new item both here and at the other restaurants in Mythos. And happily enough, the woman in front of her suggested a croissant flavor Ariel had not yet personally tasted. Usually Ariel loved to cover a plain croissant in Nutella so this would be interesting for sure. “Thank you, that sounds incredible,” she replied excitedly and sincerely. “How are you today?” she wondered; always ready to start a conversation and hopefully make a new friend.

Apricot croissants were Felicia’s firm favorites. The ones they made here weren’t as good as those back in London, but she was a die hard fan and didn’t really like having much else for breakfast- except on Sundays when she always had a proper fry up. The girls’ enthusiasm so early in the morning surprised her a little, but Felicia was never against striking up a chat with a stranger- and couldn’t afford to be in Mythos- so she tried to be just as animated in her reply “they’re my favorites, it’s becoming an actual problem. I’m pretty good though- tired, but I think that’s everyones go to emotion this early on a morning, no?”

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gamblingtheunderworld:

Hades tried not to watch her press her PIN into the machine. He did, however, get a little glimpse of the amount of zeros in her bank account, and it made his heart break a little. How did someone her age have that much dough in her account while Hades, hard worker that he is, struggled to make ends meet? His eyes briefly darted to the pocket where his money was. Oh right…that’s why. Why did he have to be such a sucker for betting? He’d probably be rich at this point if he’d just keep his money in the bank.

The man broke out of his thoughts at the girl’s voice, glancing at her once more. “What? How come? You think I’d make fun of it? Must be one helluva name. Or are you just in some kind of witness protection program?” Hades’ smile grew as he rocked on his heels. “Now that just hurts my feelings. Who doesn’t want to be my friend? I’m the coolest fucking guy in this crazy little town.” While it might not have been true, it was true enough in Hades mind for him to say it aloud. “But, if you’re gonna be like that, then I’m calling you Frida until I get a real name.” Because two could play at this childish nonsense. And Hades had been perfecting childish for more years than this girl was probably alive on the planet. A bark of laughter left his lips at her words. “Toxic and Underworld don’t belong in the same sentence together. If anything, all that shit people keep pent up inside? All that weird, kinky shit? That’s toxic. Underworld is a place to let all of that go.” He shrugged at her. “I don’t think you were there on a good night. I bet if you go back, your experience might be a little more enjoyable.”

Felicia was soooo tempted by the pepper spray in her bag right now. It’s not like this guy didn’t deserve worse. Instead she just huffed, shoving the cash into her purse. “I think you’d use it against me.” she responded before she could stop herself, hoping it was cryptic enough that she hadn’t just given everything away. God, Felicia hoped this guy was a s stupid as he looked. She had to scoff a little at the idea of a witness protection program. Daughter of the leader of a crime ring but yeah, she needed a witness protection program. “I don’t want to be friends with anyone here. I don’t want to be here, and frankly even if you are the coolest? It’s not like the bar is set all that high, is it?” she questioned with a cold smile “you can call me whatever you like, I don’t care.” anything was better than him figuring out who she really was, after all. “Bottling things up? Yes, that’s bad- unhealthy even- but there are better places to deal with it all. I don’t ever plan on ever going back.”

[fierce-felicia]

✝ ♒ ♉

any religious beliefs my muse has

Felicia believes in a vague sort of spiritual entity and something of an after life- not particularly a god or heaven and hell, but she’s certain there’s something watching

is my muse emotional or more detached?

Felicia is very good at detaching herself from people and situations

is my muse prone to jealousy?

Very much so. Felicia was very much the ‘I don’t want it until someone else is playing with it’ child

[fierce-felicia]

♫ ♌ ☢

 three of my muse's favorite songs

Hard out here- Lilly Allen

Bad Blood- Taylor Swift

Rather be- Clean Bandit

something my muse is afraid of

Drowning

[fierce-felicia]

☺☎♋

three things that make my muse happy

getting a new dress

funny cat videos

a day at the spa

my muse's ringtone

Fabulous- Chelsea Staub

is my muse emotional?

Felicia tends to feel things very intensely, but it rarely shows on the surface

[fierce-felicia]

♌♏♓

three things my muse is enthusiastic about

Jewelry

cats

boys

something my muse obsesses over

her appearance

my muse's biggest secret

previously it was her relationship with Jasper, but these days it’s a tie between that and her fathers’ true identity as a criminal mastermind

[fierce-felicia]

princesslottiebelle

“The sun didn’t surprise me at all. California is known as a particularly sunny place and it’s not too far away.” She stated with a smile. “They don’t always die for it. I mean to say that they don’t always kill for it, but that’s no excuse. I don’t know who thought it was a good idea. Those poor creatures don’t live just for us to parade their carcasses around. You know? How can they rest in peace if we turn them into pieces.” 

“England gets like two hot days a year- still nothing in comparison to how warm it gets here- I was never a fan, I’m like a cat, I always want a sunny spot to curl up in. Yeah I’ve never seen the appeal. I had a friend back home who used to protest about it all the time, I went with her sometimes, it was cool but that’s a big industry to fight, y’know?”

[fierce-felicia]

gamblingtheunderworld:

Hades smiled wider when the girl almost said her name, only to clap her hand over her mouth. Seemed like she was having the same problem of not being able to filter words before they left the lips. “It’s what? FFFF…Florence?” he guessed, cocking his head to the side to see if she would make any sort of indication if she recognized her name. “Frances? Fanny?” He laughed, stepping aside so that she could use the machine, but kept close by her and put a mock indignant expression on his face. “You don’t? Why not? That’s no way to make friends, princess. And I’m just trying to be friendly here, Fiona. Or is it Frida? C’mon…don’t be like this. I like knowing who my customers are. For future reference, of course.”

Felicia bit down on her tongue, knowing she'd tell him her full name an that would just land her in hot water she couldn’t be bothered with right now. So trying to keep her face impassive she buried herself at the ATM entering her pin and taking out the money she wanted. “I don’t want you to know my name.” Felicia rounded on him, eyes dark and vicious as she spoke “I don’t want to be friends with you. My name isn’t Frida.” she couldn’t hold back that last bit, but whatever, it’s not like knowing she wasn’t Frida would let him know she was Felicia. “and I don’t plan on returning to your club. Ever. I think it is a toxic place” perhaps it was good to be honest sometimes.

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Checkup || Felicia & Padraic

[fierce-felicia]

napoleonicmastermind:

Given that Padraic had very few (if any) friends outside of the club, he really wouldn’t have minded that particular guest list. Though the thought of seeing Lottie made his stomach tie up in knots, but he’d keep that little bit to himself. A soft smile crossed his lips, knowing that bending to Felicia’s whim was both unsurprising and still unexpected at the same time. Padraic always had a habit of doing whatever she wanted for the most part, no matter how stubborn he was. “I know, pet. I know. Whether I like it or not, my boys back home did well teaching you self-defense. I didn’t do half-bad either, mind you,” he added with a growing smile before lowering his gaze to his teacup. Mythos wouldn’t worry him so much if he hadn’t crossed paths with Hades. He didn’t know what the man was capable of, but the bruises on his face and aching of his ribs gave him a good inkling of what could happen if his temper was set off. Padraic would stop at nothing to make sure his little girl didn’t end up on the wrong side of that wretched man.

“If all goes according to plan, yes,” Padraic confirmed with a nod of his head. He knew how anxious Felicia was to go back home to the life she’d grown accustomed to. These weren’t empty promises to simply placate her; he meant it. Their home was not Mythos Pines. It never would be. And one day he’d find a way to bring them back to where they belonged. His smile returned and he gave a soft chuckle in his throat. “Astute observation, my darling. Yes, that’s precisely why. I go to great lengths to keep my identity concealed through my letters. No prints, no traceable evidence…the only reason I’ve come this far is because I’ve been so careful and have put my trust in the right people. Finn, for example,” he added, scoffing, “as stupid as he is, he’s my most loyal associate. I know he would never talk, because he knows there are consequences to idle chatter.” A slight gleam entered his gaze, but he didn’t elaborate. He figured he didn’t have to. There was only one consequence that could come to mind, and it wasn’t pleasant. “That’s another thing. Never show weakness. If there is a weak link in your chain, you remove it, and find a new one to replace it. Do you understand?”

It was incredibly unsettling to Felicia to have so few friends around her. It had thrown her threw a total loop, she was completely uncertain how to proceed here in Mythos, it was entirely new ground. No one here knew her reputation and stepping out on her own like she was, was terrifying. “if they’d done a bad job you definitely wouldn’t have liked it, so really they did the right thing” Felicia theorizes with a shrug. She supposed some of his worry was down to the tension between him and a certain downtown resident, so she’d try to cut down on her jaunts to the other side of town to sit in little cafes and read- not that Padraic knew about them, but it was foolish to put herself in harms way, really. 

Felicia would be so glad to return to her home and her friends, to plan parties again and go to lunch with the girls- she’d have to figure out a reason for her absence, probably announced at an extravagant welcome back party that she’d throw for herself. She was pleased to hear she was right about the letters, having always been curious as to why he insisted on keeping up with such old fashioned ways when she knew him to be perfectly capable with a mobile phone. Finn. Of course, if anything were to happen to her father Felicia would keep Finn around- not only because he knew so much, but because to cast him aside after all he’d done for the family would practically be criminal in itself. Consequences to idle chatter. Ah yes, of those Felicia was all too aware. She could recall, from her childhood, any lackey she reported as talking out of term would vanish ever so quickly. As she got older they learned to watch themselves around her. Anyone who upset Felicia upset her father too. “No weak links” she repeated with a nod, taking a sip of tea “and no idle chatterers” 

[fierce-felicia]

gamblingtheunderworld:

“Well, normalcy is boring anyways,” Hades scoffed, not quite liking that holier than thou attitude that wafted off of her. He was just about to call it a day and part ways with the girl once she denied knowing him (because he was sure that she would), but her words suddenly sparked a look of interest on the man’s face. “Underworld? You? No fuckin’ way,” he continued with a laugh, folding his arms over his chest as he stared at her. He couldn’t see it. This girl didn’t look like Underworld material. And yet… “Well I happen to own Underworld, though I’m sure you know that since you brought it up first. Let me guess, you’re some kind of party girl then? Or maybe a college kid lookin’ to score somethin’ from downtown that just happened to wander into my club?” A toothy smile crossed his lips. “What’s your name, kid?”

The more time she spent near Hades the more Felicia understood why her father had lost his temper. This mans very demeanor was infuriating= how much of that was actually him and how much of it was what she knew of what had transpired Felicia wasn’t sure, but regardless she was infuriated by his presence.  Actually she was quite happy about his shock that she’d enter his club, it meant other people saw in her what she wanted- that she was too good for most of this place. So as he guessed at what she could be Felicia just started at him, unruffled and ever so slightly amused at his antics. “It’s F-” she couldn’t. Couldn’t. So why was the answer so ready to leap out? Only stopped by the hand Felicia clamped over her lips to give herself a moment to think before replying haughtily “I don’t want to tell you.”

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Checkup || Felicia & Padraic

[fierce-felicia]

napoleonicmastermind:

“See?” Padraic smiled broadly at her, as if that confirmation was all he needed. “There we are. You gather up all your little friends here in Mythos, you give me the date and time, and I’ll let you have your run of the place.” Familiar was good. Familiar meant that they were finally starting to get to normalcy around here. Padraic’s lips parted to answer her when Felicia started running down her list of how capable she was of handling herself out there. Smugness oozed from her tone, especially as she grinned, knowing that she had pulled the rug out from under her father. The older man’s eyes narrowed and his lips closed for a moment, pressing thinly together in thought, before he sighed. “Well Adam is quite large and intimidating, if that counts for anything. But otherwise…no. I’m afraid I haven’t had the time to train my Sirens and my boys in the art of fighting techniques between their trips to the gallery and theater,” he replied dryly, though a faint smile ticked up on his lips. She was too smart for her own good sometimes, and she damn well knew it. Still, he’d find a way to keep an eye on her. Even if that meant sending Finn out to tail her. An overprotective father through and through.

Padraic’s smile softened and warmed with pride at her words. “It does, doesn’t it?” he murmured, leaning back in his seat and draping his arm over the arm of the chair. He watched her sip her tea, scoffing lightly in his throat. “I couldn’t just tell you, darling. It wasn’t the right time. Besides, I was in a rush and simply needed to get us out of the country as soon as possible. Opening up about why just didn’t fit at the time.” He reached for his cup with his free hand, taking another sip of his tea. “But I assure you, I keep in contact with my men regularly. Once they tell me it’s clear to go back, you and Finn and I are on the first flight out of this pathetic place.” His heart gave a little throb in his chest, like it knew he’d be leaving something behind by returning to London, but he tried to push that thought to the back of his mind. “I figured,” Padraic chuckled. “I had to make a lot of decisions very early on when this started…my family was always my priority, however. It’s why I go through so much trouble to keep my hands as clean as possible. I let others take care of the dirty business while I give the orders. That,” he stated, pointing at Felicia with his pinky as he lowered the teacup, “is the most important thing I could impart on you. Never get personally involved. Never let them know who you are.”

Gather up all your little friends here in Mythos. Ah, the first hurdle. Who would her friends be here, exactly? Lottie? The sirens? Woah. Quite a party, she might as well just go to the club... Really, Felicia was realizing she needed to get out more. Still, he did seem very keen on the party idea, so Felicia would try her best to rally some forces. There was a certain smug satisfaction she felt, having gotten one over on her father- truthfully it didn’t happen all that much, he let her get away with a lot but usually when he was set on something he couldn’t be moved. “Precisely, they’d all be quite useless at protecting me” Felicia insisted, certain she was correct. “I know you want me to be safe, but I promise I can see to that myself- especially in Mythos Pines.”

Today had really gone much better than Felicia had anticipated- she’d gone over to demand an explanation of his absence, and had wound up finally being let in on the family secrets. She had to admit it was a little surreal, to be talking about the criminal empire she would one day have control over. Over tea in the parlor. Surreal, but really quite exciting. “so we’ll be out of here as soon as possible?” she confirmed happily, nodding her head “good, that’s good. I do miss London terribly.” Felicia very much respected his ideals, that family was first and foremost. It was something she’d been raised to believe herself, and she still very much did. She made a mental note of his instruction, to never get personally involved, nodding softly. “is that why you write so many letters?” she wondered aloud “harder to trace pen and paper that it is a phone, obviously”

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gamblingtheunderworld:

Hades still rubbed his cheek as the dull, throbbing pain began to subside. The only thing that didn’t was the handprint now glowing on his face. Lovely. He stared at the young woman with a frown, only to scoff at her words. “The residents? Well they’re interesting, that’s for sure. Not really ‘weird’ if you ask me but…” he gave a listless shrug at her. Then again, his definition of weird went out the window a long time ago given the stuff he saw at Underworld on a regular basis. The girl’s tone wasn’t lost on him, however, and Hades gave her a studious look while he spoke to her. And then it clicked. He’d seen her before, a loooong time ago. He couldn’t remember where, but her face and that voice…all too familiar. “Wait a minute…do I know you from somewhere? Or maybe I’ve just seen you around town.”

“Interesting?” Felicia questioned “I think they’re off their rocker.” She wasn’t sure what had inspired this little honesty hour she seemed to be having, but what the hell. it was just Hades. She didn’t like him, it didn’t matter what he thought of the girl standing behind him at the ATM machine. Ah shit. He’d recognized her from her blurry and long ago stint at The Underworld. Ah shit, but they’d never directly interacted there, and there were plenty of brunettes in the world, surely she could get away with this? Of course she could. Felicia opened her mouth, all ready to lie smoothly when instead she replied “I’ve been to the underworld a couple of times, a while ago.” Felicia clamped her lips together, suddenly aware that if she said much more it could only be the truth that spilled out. And lord knows she couldn’t have him holding that over her head.