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“Roulette, I was just thinking about you!”

The words, slurred into the phone, were followed by soft laughter and a dainty hiccup. “I have not been drinking, by the way. Not at all.”

Directly following this very earnest claim, Pax drained the last sip of her third glass of wine, eyeing the glass dolefully. Should I get more? But drinking alone seemed sort of silly.

“Anyway, hi, Jinx was here watching 27 Dresses with me because she likes to tease me when I watch romantic movies because I like them a lot, all the dresses are so beautiful and Katherine Hi…Heigl looks like a princess, all tall and elegant and, and wow, y’know? I wanna look like a princess like that all the time. Oh, but then Jinx left to go play Mario something with Glitch, which sounds fun and I bet they’re having fun, but now I’m lonely. It’s sad!”

For a moment she was silent, distracted by the frozen image of Jane trying on all her bridesmaid gowns. “Oh! And then I started thinking about you because she’s so tall, she’s almost as tall as the guy, the one from Enchanted, I forgot his name… It probably starts with a D… And then I thought about how tall you are, and how pretty you always look, and scary too. In a good way!” She probably liked being called scary, Pax realized, but her mouth had already left her behind. “I forget…I forget why I called, but I think it was to tell you that I think you’re pretty. A lot prettier than Katherine Heigl. Who is really pretty, but you could probably bench press me and I think that’s sexy.”

“Sooooooo…. Hi! I think I’m gonna get more wine. I have a lot of wine and nobody to share it with now…” She pouted, but then the best thought of the night struck her. “Do you want any? I have lots! You should come share it with me. Pleeeeaaaaase!”

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For not the first night this week and definitely not the last, Roulette’s evening was being spent in the back office of Bishop & Pawn. A bottle of Grey Goose stood on her table, forgotten along with the shot glass beside it. The Vixen pressed the top of her phone against her forehead, bowing her head slightly as her cousin disconnected from the call. The phonecalls from Zagnut occurred every week, information passing in Russian from one to the other. Unfortunately, the information that she had received tonight had been less than pleasant as Zags relayed the information that Moore had intention to run for Senator of New York. Claws had sprouted from her painted fingernails when she first heard. Claws that she desperately desired to rake across Moore’s papery face.

One fist slammed down into the table, shaking the glasses. Breathing deeply, Roulette unlocked her phone and dialed a number, craving to hear a sweet voice with hopefully better news. It rang once, twice and then Pax’s voice was sounding in her ear. “Hey, Pax.” Her voice rumbled out of her mouth, soft and accented. In turn, it only took a few words for Roulette to realize that the Vixen was completely sloshed. Her lips parted but Pax didn’t let her get a word in, barreling off into a rant about a movie that she had never seen. For the first time all day, Roulette cracked a smile.

She didn’t even have to think twice about her girlfriend’s request, finding no problem with the idea of curling up next her. “Give me fifteen minutes and I’ll be there. I’ll see you soon.” Roulette ended the call, tucking her phone into her back pocket before she grabbed her leather jacket. Shrugging it on, it didn’t take her long to lock up the rest of Bishop & Pawn. Taking the familiar route to the apartments Pax shared with Jinx, Roulette tried to keep her pace calm as she approached the door and pressed her knuckles to the door.

rap, rap, rap.

#...it took me a year to respond im so sorry and you definitely dont have to reply but they still kill me #partner: pax

flawlessbeautyqueens

It is important to be conscious of the message that you’re putting out there. It takes a lot of blood, sweat and tears to get a movie to the screen. I do feel a certain element of responsibility to say something worth saying with it, as well as entertainment.

#face #i miss you

Ask Challenge 09/20

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When you reblog, be sure your anon /ask is on. For every ask you get, send one out. Answers are considered on the Internet/public; strikeouts are still readable. If you want, though, you can answer below that with a 'private' section to share headcanons your character wouldn't!

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amethyst: do you think age is needed for maturity?

aquamarine: do you believe the future is predetermined?

bloodstone: what words are most comforting to you?

diamond: how important is money to you?

emerald: is there anything you want to last forever?

garnet: list three of your passions

jasper: if you could revive a spirit, who would it be?

moonstone: what family do you want in the future?

opal: do you keep secrets forever?

pearl: are you stereotypically feminine?

peridot: how old do you want to live to?

ruby: what kind of love do you value the most?

sapphire: if you could control one element, what would it be?

topaz: are your current relationships with others healthy?

tourmaline: do you like the idea of having a guardian angel?

turquoise: how often do you lie?

xaviermckinley:

The words caught his attention before his eyes found the speaker. The comment managed to illicit the slightest curl of his lips, if for no other reason than it sounds like something that would come out of his own mouth. He took another drag for the sake of a dramatic, pensive pause, catching her eyes in the poor lighting of the shadows.

”Not enough money in this town for that kind of work.” His eyes retained the smile that his face had let go of. He could read the emotion in her voice well enough to know that she was playing a harmless game, at least for now. The inevitability that they’d be on opposite ends of each other’s barrels at some point was obvious but there was no reason to rush to that finish line. “I prefer to think bigger. Or, more accurately, more lucrative. Assuming I can find the right kind of…patron. If the movie’s boring you I’d be more than happy to spice it up.”

Her eyes roved over the man, taking in the sharp angles of his face, the dark shadows of his eyes. He seemed like the perfect sort of person to hang around the dark corners of a small town. She’d seen more than a few of him in New York. His voice didn’t sound of the South either. As he took a drag, she waited patiently, content to see where this could go. It was better than just lounging around in her car, not paying attention to the movie.

Roulette clicked her tongue, shaking her head in mock-sadness. “You’re right, Atlanta would definitely be the better place for that sort of work.” Her interested was piqued as he spoke of bigger game. That’s all it really was at this point, wasn’t it? Her entire life consisted on whether or not she could play the game correctly, whether or not she could thrust and parry on time. “The movie is boring me.” She assented, tilting her head to the side. “Here to spice up my life, are you?” She asked, a mocking lilt in her tone. “How would you go about doing that?”

#partner: xavier #I'm soRRY THIS TOOK SO LONG #edit: also it keeps deleting your previous reply??? wtf tumblr

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Roulette felt her ‘fox roll under the surface as the scent of 'meat wafted up to her nose. Her gaze rounded around the building, taking in the locals. She strayed away from the tables, choosing to sit at the counter, at the end and away from the various patrons. She wasn’t exactly sure what had prompted her to visit the Big Mama’s but she had been craving a burger, and she had grown restless simply wandering around Fairburn on her day off. “Burger, rare,” the order came out without a thought when she was approached, her teeth already aching to sink into meat. Roulette reached up to rub at her eyes, digging her knuckles into the back of her eyelids hard enough that she saw spots when she opened them.

The closer it got to the moon, the more she felt out of place in her human skin. The 'fox in her had wanted to shift again, and the woman was more than a little reluctant to let herself change by herself. It wasn’t safe to go gallivanting about as a ‘fox - especially not one that looked like her. The last thing she wanted or needed was to draw unnecessary attention. She wasn’t the sort to go sniffing around for trouble and she didn’t want to start now. Most of the pack had been busy doing their own things, leaving Roulette to roll around in her need to do something. She’d woken up earlier that day, went for a run, but when she had come back, she’d been at a loss for what to do. So, eating it was.

#foxfirerp #para: be as you are

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tired eyes || roulette&pax

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The tension that tightened her chest eased out of her as Pax listened to Roulette’s rare soft voice–despite everything that weighed on both of their shoulders, hearing the words from her was a tangible relief. Her stomach felt less tight, her tired brain uncoiled itself some. Pax moved into Rou’s kiss without hesitation, her fingers finding longer, rougher ones to wind themselves between. Everything else faded away in the spark between them; she wished she could lean into it forever.

When they found themselves forced to separate, Pax’s lips drifted only an inch away, a bashful smile tugging at their corners. “You’re making fun of me,” she accused gently. It was the best she could do to keep the mood light under the circumstances; she really wanted to just fold into Rou and let the rest of the universe be damned, but it couldn’t have been easy for her either, and they both deserved comfort. “I do want to be your girlfriend, quite a lot, although I’m a little worried you might be developing a Georgia drawl.”

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The moment that Pax’s fingers intertwined with her own, Roulette felt the tension seep out of the room. It was rare for moments like these where no one else was watching or judging the Boss’ actions. She was free to do as she pleased (within reason). In this moment, she was free to kiss her girlfriend tenderly. It was easier to ignore the war looming at their door with the woman in her arms but it wasn’t about her right now. Pax was going through something and Roulette was determined to be whatever the woman needed from her: a friend, lover, protector.

The smile Pax sent her way caused Roulette’s lips to curve in a wry smile, amusement coursing through her. “Only a little bit.” She admitted, a teasing lilt to her voice but when Pax turned the tables of her, Roulette couldn’t help cringing. “God forbid I ever start sounding like the hicks around here.” Sure, they were her allies but Roulette was too damn proud of her New York accent to ever let it fall prey to the South. She let go of Pax’s fingers, only to bring her hand up to cup her face affectionately, stroking the soft skin of her cheek with her thumb. “Tell me what troubles you, P. It’s just us now.”

#para: tired eyes #partner: pax #im so sorry for the delay

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Inspo for FXFR ✘ foxfirerp

#private #aka roulette's fave movie #(and one of mine)

ohcrapshesup

Men. Gotta love em, right?

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Don’t have to love them but considering they make up almost half the population, you might have to tolerate them.

Maybe.

#dash: siren

If I wanted to hear about your sex life, I would’ve asked.

#foxfirep

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Once upon a December. Anastasia in Russian. This would be the language that she would have sang in. Everything just seems more genuine and real.

#private #playlist

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tired eyes || roulette&pax

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The door opened and Pax caught every emotion as it flitted across Roulette’s face–her eyes, sharp and alert for whatever might be out in the night, morphing to a set of her jaw that warned Pax just how ruffled she must look. She simply nodded and took Rou’s invitation inside, wandering into the middle of the room with her arms tucked around herself before turning to face Rou.

“I want to be your girlfriend.” She had promised herself she wouldn’t be nervous when she planned out bringing the subject up on the walk over, but she still huffed out a self-conscious laugh at how girlish she sounded. “This is kind of weird timing, but I thought… The last time I was here this late, like this, we ended on a misunderstanding and I don’t want that.” It felt odd, making a big deal out of just curling up in bed with her friend, something they had done plenty before; she just didn’t want to hurt Roulette again. And, well, she wanted to be sure of their status, too. “You can say exactly what you feel, I’m not going to be hurt and I still want to stay no matter what,” she added, her safety net in case she had read their relationship wrong, though… This time, she was sure this wasn’t just her optimistic nature clouding her judgment.

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Roulette’s eyes flew to Pax as she suddenly spoke. Her brow furrowed in confusion, head canting to the side as she continued. It took her a moment to register what the other woman meant, before realization dawned on her face. In all her arrogance and absent-mindedness, Roulette realized she actually had never really confirmed the other woman as her girlfriend. In truth, Roulette had already considered Pax her girlfriend since the night at the costume party in the Outlaw. Her lips twitched with amusement before nodding, clearing her throat. “Good point. I’m going to be straight with you as you’ve been with me. I like you, P. I want to date you and be with you.” In the past, Roulette had never really uttered those words before. Oh, she had been with plenty of people but never with any of the feelings that she currently experienced for Pax. “I’ve made my responsibilities to the gang clear to you and you understand it perfectly so no more dancing around it or hiding it.”

She straightened up again and eased closer to her, using a hand to tip Pax’s chin up toward her face. Roulette would be surprised if she ever fully got used to Pax’s beauty. “If you wanna, Miss Kayla Adams, I’d be proud to call you my girlfriend.” Her lips tilted up into a grin before she dipped her head, softly kissing the other woman.

#partner: pax #para: tired eyes

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tired eyes || roulette&pax

Newly-unpackaged pepper spray bottle tucked in tight fingers, a distressed Pax was out the door and on her way to Roulette’s as soon as she left Jinx a note (”I’ll be at Rou’s tonight, call if you need anything, try not to eat any mysterious pastries”) and managed to uncurl herself from the couch corner. Maybe she was sad, or happy, or scared or upset or anxious or–whatever she was feeling, it had her stomach in nots and she wanted to stop off on the side of the road and puke. She might have simply done so if she was more willing to stand around alone on a dark street, but those days seemed long gone.

She stepped up to the door and rapped her knuckles against it, sharply once and then softer afterward. The sick feeling wasn’t going away, so she tried to calm herself with a few deep breaths, but more than anything she just wanted to be inside with Roulette.

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Roulette shot to her feet as soon as she heard the knock on the door. Tension had thrummed in her body - electric and loud - as she had waited for Pax to arrive. Since the kidnapping and since the news of the new drug dealers, her worry for the woman had increased. Roulette knew Pax was learning to take care of herself but it was a feeling that didn’t want to go away. The Boss just wanted to tug Pax inside and curl her body around the smaller woman, content to keep her in her arms (the safest place in Fairburn in her opinion). Presently, Roulette opened the door, sharp brown eyes roving over Pax’s tired and faint face.

Her expression softened considerably as she met her girlfriend’s eyes before moving aside to let her inside the apartment. “Leave your troubles at the door, krasavitsa. I’ll make sure nothing happens to you tonight.” She was content to follow Pax wherever the Vixen wanted to go whether it was straight to the bedroom to curl up or to the living room.

#para: tired eyes