Olivia

Semi Selective Olivia Godfrey Est. June 2014 Tracking tag; godfreyqueen

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[avegodafrid-archives]

    Roman is hesitant – always hesitant around Olivia, but he forces his legs to     move towards the passenger’s side of the car and slide in to the seat. He     didn’t care for talking to his mother, didn’t care to be around her but Nadia     meant the world to him.

    He just wanted his daughter back, in his arms – safe and sound and far, far     away from anyone that was likely to harm her.

    Roman didn’t trust Olivia not to harm her, either, but it was a risk he needed     to take. It wasn’t something Roman had a choice in. He hated it, but he     had to get the help Nadia deserved to have.

   “What do you know about Spivak?” he asked then, eyes forward and     avoidant of his mother’s. There was once a time where he trusted her.     He had to make him trust her again in this situation.

   “I mean, he knows what we are. Did you fuck him too?”

    Even still Roman couldn’t resist getting under Olivia’s skin.

[godfreyqueen-blog]

The truth of the matter is that Olivia has made some very poor choices in her life, including dealing with Nadia. The little girl was her only grand child and though she'd purposely used Roman and Letha to get said grandchild, Olivia's intentions regarding the little girl were surprisingly pure. Before everything had gone awry, she'd been fully intending on taking Nadia from Miranda and from Spivak, but they all knew how that turned out. Despite everything that Olivia did in the past, family meant the world to her. Or at least, the family that she actually considered her own; such as Roman.

There's no hesitation in her movements as the engine starts and the tires of her car start out of the parking lot. She knows that Roman doesn't trust her worth shit and she knows that if Nadia wasn't in a serious situation, Roman and her wouldn't be together right now; not by Roman's choice. A loud scoff leaves her at his pointed tone, gaze briefly flickering from the road to the male beside her. "Never." And that's the truth.

Spivak is nothing but a worm. Jaw tightens as the brunette shifts, gaze venturing back to the road as they turn off onto another road. "I knew he wasn't Human - what exactly he was, I had my huntches." There's a pause as the woman fall silent, debating within herself. "There is no doubt in my mind that he's working with a larger power, on orders from someone else." Olivia isn't stupid, she knows exactly who he's working for.

[whimsicalgodfrey]

Letha narrowed her eyes slightly but her smile didn’t falter, seemed it never did even in the midst of such disdain and darkness. “Aunt Olivia, forgive me for saying but you don’t seem at all pleased..”

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Despite the annoyance running through her Olivia manages to keep the feigned smile pressed to her features, head bowing in slight. "I'm afraid you've caught me at a bad time, darling." Lips purse a moment as her smile falters. "Roman will be thrilled to see you, I'm sure."

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there’s anger coursing through him, ticking in his veins, making his jaw clench and his eyes glance down at his mother. it never changes really ; the fights, the anger, the hate —- neither does forgetting it mere hours later for that matter. ❛ get OUT. ❜ his voice is, despite his anger, CALM, but he knows it won’t last, knows he’ll spit out venomous words to counterpart what she’s told him mere seconds ago.

It's a very vicious cycle and it never ends. As soon as Roman could talk he was bad mouthing Olivia and stating his opinion on everything and anything; but it didn't get bad until he was around thirteen. Their dynamic had changed greatly over the years but in the end, they kept coming back to one another. Her jaw clenches at his words, though body dares not move. Instead she remains silent, inching if only slightly towards Roman; ultimately daring him to say something to her. Daring him to go against her, to see what'll happen if he even tries.

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Roman was drunk. Not tipsy, flat out wasted. Otherwise, why would he have stuck around drinking with Olivia? There were plenty of other bars in Hemlock Grove and Roman could afford to drink at any one of them. “I can do it myself.” He spat back at his mother, looking away from her as he brought the glass up to his lips and finished his … whatever number that was of scotch whiskey. “Peter’s a fucking cunt!” He slammed the glass down and when the bartender looked up he looked about ready to kick Roman’s ass.

“You’ve had enough, Roman.”

“Did I fucking ask you if I’ve had enough?” He reached into the pocket of his designer jacket and pulled out a hundred dollar bill. “I’ll tell you when I’ve had enough.”

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This drunken excuse of her son is nothing new for Olivia. There have been multiple times where she has been called by bar owners to come down and get Roman’s ass out of the establishment; and to each time she does. Dragging him through the door and during the ride home he often finds himself puking out of the car window.  “Roman.” His name falls in harsh tone, earning a glance in their direction from another member in the bar. Tonight she’d been drinking with him, however drinking with Roman was never two sided.  If he did something Roman went all out, and that’s exactly how they find themselves now.

A hand raises to the bar tender, silently acknowledging that she will take care of her son and his outbursts. The man only offers a grunt before moving to tend to someone else; leaving Olivia to move closer to the young Upir. “Surely you’ve above making a absolute fool of yourself, hm?” Brow arches as single hand moves out to take the glass from the bar top, placing it out of his reach. “If...” Her jaw tenses as she prepares herself of the name, “Peter has pissed you off royally, then perhaps that is whom you should be directing your anger at. Not this bum fuck bar in the middle of our town.”

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    Roman held his tongue and gave a fake, sarcastic smile -     the kind that seemed to infuriate plenty of people. Smug,     obnoxious and ridiculously narcissistic.

   “Who said I wanted a ride?” His hands slipped into the     pockets of his coat, eyes focusing on his mother’s for     only a moment before they shifted upwards towards the     blue sky.

    The younger Godfrey remained silent for a few moments     before he took air back in his lungs to speak.

   “I’m out of fucking options. You know I wouldn’t fucking be     be here for a goddamn ride. I don’t even want to be anywhere     close to you, but Nadia is more important.”

    This wasn’t giving Olivia a free pass back into his life, but     the risk was something he was willing to take to find his daughter     and bring her back where she belongs.

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Brow arches further and her head dips as if to say 'fine', her hand tightening around the handle of her car door as she pulls it open; damn near getting into the vehicle herself before Roman's final admittance comes forth. Nadia. That sweet innocent little girl, had been taken from them by a twisted son of a bitch. There's nothing that Olivia wants more than to rip Spivek's head off of his body, to return that bundle of sunshine back to Roman. Not that he truly believes her intention, which is nothing new ether.

It takes another silent moment before the brunette offers a reluctant sigh, "Come on then." It's all she offers him before sliding into the drivers seat and shutting the door. Key pushing into the ignition to start the engine up. Roman wants help and he wants answers; he needs his daughter back. Olivia's sentiment of wanting that child, is very honest. Nadia is a light in their family name and for The Order to have her, it won't end well.

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The anger fuelled between them is nothing new, if anything it’s to be expected. Does that halt her love for him? Of course not; but Olivia is very much so aware that they aren’t a normally functioning family. They never have been. All the same her stance never wavers, standing mere inches from Roman; hateful words spat only moments prior.

[vpyr-blog]

× | roman does not reply, falling on the tall couch with his head leaned back. he had his chance to bring a date that night, but he had thrown up, yellow goo all over the front of her shiny green dress. she had jumped out of his car after that, cursing him and his family as she slammed the door closed.

             the young upir offers his mother a drunken smile “i guess”

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Silence slowly fills the room as her gaze lingers on his frame, studying his movements carefully. The smell of alcohol is astounding, though it's nothing new coming from Roman; if anything she expects it. "Darling," The coo finally falls as her head tilts in feigned concern. "How long do you intend to chase these horribly sleezy women?"

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She should have known Pryce would find a way around death, he’s capable of so many other things; why not this. “Such a pleasure to see you again, Letha.”

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