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LUCY LIU CHARLIE'S ANGELS (2000)
Miss Fisher: “Where is home, Paddy?”
Paddy: “Collingwood.”
Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries (2012-2015) ↳ 3x04 Blood & Money
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Lucy Liu
//open. int. atrium common area - day. 27th april.
While Hope has been to the Wexley, she hasn't really been to the Wexley. Mostly coming by to visit specific floors to Beau, to Val, and that's it. But it was still crazy to see what the building has been through. Firstly, what the fuck happened at the front entrance?? Maybe the less questions she asked, the better, Dante and Santi warned her to keep a low profile, and while she usually doesn't take anyone's orders, she trusted their judgement.
Good! She can instead focus on the beauty of a garden up top and the studio assigned to her had so much space she could make her own little indoor garden with that lovely full length window for sun. Her mind was already turning with excitement because for once.. they weren't on the go anymore, Beau was here, Val was here, Santi found his love, Dante found his daughter. Something in Hope felt like she could just.. pause for a moment. Well, other than the fucking tyranny they walked in on. Hope really doesn't do well with authority. And so they were right in requesting her to stay quiet. They didn't say anything about not exploring the building though.
In her time in quarantine she had started planning out the extra room in her place to start growing even more plants, excitedly yapping with Beau the first chance she got, drafting out plans for the stuff they could grow. "Oh- hi!" She spoke to the next person that came by while she was roaming around the common area, "do you know if there are any spare containers? Buckets, pails, pots, beer bottles, ..anything actually. My plants are gettin' some cabin fever."
Despite having no reason to truly decent from her gilded tower, Sada liked to be seen amongst those now under her power, reminding them of her status and the formidable air that she carried with her. With Butcher at her back, armed as ever, Sada's eyes were sharp as her eyes searched for Hector who had yet to return from a supposed run. Where else had he gone to?
Donned in as elegant an outfit as ever, the sound of her heels on the tile proceeded her as usual as she stepped into the Atrium, turning just in time to hear an unfamiliar voice speaking to someone else. Though that never stopped Sada from interjecting.
"There is all sorts of things down in the storage, I'd be careful, though. I assume Gray has a choice few boobytraps down there now, rumor has it." Thankfully most of his attention now had been moved to fortifying the streets around The Wexley.
"Winters," he replies to her question, pushing his hand back into his pocket. "Dante Winters. I believe you've taken my daughter in your care." If the brisque manner of Ms. Vang perturbed him, Dante doesn't show. His eyes look the man that has trailed in behind her over, once, twice, a threat assessment in case of a worst case scenario—which he doesn't intend for it to get to, at least not for the time being. Regardless of what he might think of the individuals in this room, facts are that they've survived this long, which means there's some manner of competence among them.
Dante returns his eyes to Ms. Vang, the same smile hanging on his face, absent-minded and practically second nature at this point in his life, cutting through the intensity of the man otherwise. "For that fact alone, I must extend my thanks to you," he continues, giving her another nod before taking his seat again. "Anything you might need while my daughter remains hale, hearty, and happy in your care, I'd be quite happy to provide."
Not a lie there at all. For all that Santi has told him about this place, if his Dot is safe and secure, there's no reason why he needs to make enemies of her keepers. Not just yet.
"Your daughter?" That was interesting, a hand lowering to flip through the list of residents and nodding her head. "Ah Odette. Our new resident seamstress. I trust she'll be beyond excited to show you the construction going on to maker her her own tailor space." This man was large, charming, and reeking of intelligence. Her sixth sense for useful people tingling as she analyzed everything about him in appraising looks.
"That's all I ask of the people here, Mr. Winters. Loyalty and trust. Unfortunately my coming to leadership came at a fraught time with the unexpected death of Mr. Wexley, which of course lead to speculation that I was involved.
Hence the division you might notice here. Some trust me more than others, and some I trust more than others. A best case scenario is aligning of the two. Your daughter is currently house with a Mr. Gardner... I warn you, he may be a bit hostile, though your position as Dot's father may assuage some of that." Maybe. In fact it might be interesting to find out.
"So besides being our adorable Dot's Daddy... tell me your story, Mr. Winters. What sort of special skills do you bring to our little family?"
REPOST AND BOLD WHAT YOUR MUSE CAN DO. ( italics for what they could do, but have never attempted to. )
swim / scubadive / read and write / do calligraphy / ride a bike / ride a unicycle / ride a motorcycle / drive / draw / sing / play an instrument / maintain a rhythm / converse in a language / converse in more than two languages / converse in more than four languages / do basic maths / do algebra / understand structural formulas / read a floorplan / assemble ikea / build a working piece of furniture / build a house / sew a button / customise clothes / make clothes / bind a book / use a vacuum / clean windows without leaving streaks / boil water / make pasta / remove the pit of an avocado / cut bell peppers / cook / bake / basic first aid / cpr / close a bullet wound / fire a gun / load a gun / shuffle a deck of cards / shuffle a deck of cards one-handed / play or read tarot / use matches / use a lighter / make a fire without either / code / start a computer / hack / steal a car without keys / pick a lock / kick down a door / throw a punch / put an opponent smaller than them into a chokehold / put an opponent larger than them into a chokehold / intentionally break a bone / make a cast / chop down a tree / put up a tent / make a knot / create a shelter without tools or brought materials / make a cocktail / cut a line of cocaine / change a diaper / recite a nursery rhyme from memory / recite an important religious code from memory / recite the table of elements from memory / recite all pokemon in the pokemon song from memory / recite a 10-digit code 24 hours later after only reading it once / tell a person’s zodiac sign / tell a person’s age / play football / play basketball / play another ball sport / iceskate / use an audio recording device / use a camera / tattoo / do a piercing.
you and devan should just fuck
"You think so? Do you think it'd be hot? Are you saying you want to watch? Devan is sexy and we may be intimately close, but despite our obvious chemistry, that's just not the sort of relationship we have."
Admit it. If it meant you over the Rose boys, even Jeremiah, it would always be yourself. You aren't loyal to anyone else.
"You act as if anyone would expect different, even Jeremiah. He knows that I'm the head of the dragon, and thus it's me above all. Why else do you think he's so willing to put himself between danger and I? To give his life for mine." Why I love him for it.
"That's right. But it's no secret I was in the army. For almost ten years in fact," he confirmed for her. Never mind that most of it had been with special forces. Or that he may have remained tied to the family business all the way up to the fall. (And maybe even still, but checking on his contacts' well being hadn't exactly been high among his priorities once the dead began to rise.) "Your file should also tell you that I was discharged about four years ago for an injury I sustained during my last assignment. After that I went to the bureau," he continued honestly.
Her touch sent a chill through him and he shifted in his seat to dispel the unease shooting through him over her unspoken alliance of friendship. Although had this been another place and time he may have taken her up on the offer of a rough romp in the bedroom. He could definitely use a little relief to his ever present and ever rising tension and he wouldn't deny she was sexy. But he knew what she was doing and it wasnt going to work.
"Friend. Monster. Angel. I'll call you whatever you want. I don't care. But we both know my loyalty begins and ends with my sister so there's no need to try and entice me. As long as Emily keeps getting her vaccine you won't have to worry about my allegiance. I'll cooperate," he assured her definitively. "So why don't you ask me what you really want to know?"
Nodding as he reiterated what she knew, there was a distinct sniffing out of 'takes one to know one' that whispered to her there was less savory ties beneath the good ol' boy exterior, though that was a topic for further on in the conversation.
"Well, it seems like you answered my question already, Oscar." the switch to a first name basis was a pointed one. "I'm an extremely generous boss and leader, you'll come to find, and all I truly ask for in return is loyalty. You, your sister, Zach, you can all keep your comfort and maintain all the special privileges you like. I'll even arm you for runs if you take up part time guard duties as well. I don't think trust and loyalty is much to ask in these trying times with a regime change in the works. You give me your trust, and I'll give you mine."
Her words her genuine, and obviously so in the casually transactional tone she took as she spoke them.
"I feel like we could become a very good team, you and I, Oscar. I have a feeling that may be because... what I do... runs in your blood?" A hint that she had picked up a scent. "Smart, to have a military man in the family if so..."
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