#(ophelia.)

[orb1ter]

@tipsykissings .

" i have been waiting to do this all night . " blonde nudges her way into her girlfriend's space , between her legs . " you make this dress look beautiful but . . . i think it will actually look better on the floor . "

[accursedobject]

#it is fun to watch you and feel you shake.#watch you blush up because you enjoy my eyes on you.#just as bothered as you are nervous. and thats cute. hehe

i thin kmy comapny is about to start asking why i'm blsuhing so much in a minute.

i love when you tease me. even when i get overwhelmed. especially whe n iget overwhelmed.

[accursedamulet]

@opilia

#I kinda wanna sew a bunch of little kitties onto your clothes now.#and see if you notice them.. jdklsg

that would be really cute.

you're adorable. hehe

[alice-after-life]

@hushed-void @opilia

Horror movies and drinks?

I'll make snacks too.

[ofwrxth]

+ ISABELLA OLYMPIA, OUTREACH OFFICES

"Okay...good news or bad news?" Ophelia says, taking a seat on the floor opposite Bella in their joint office, hands resting on her thighs as she sighs. "Actually, don't answer – we'll do bad news first." It's best to rip the bandaid off. "Callista Calder reached out for a meeting to discuss her sponsorship for the educational programs." Fee grimaces a bit. "Which I think means she's leaning to pull out. Something about not wanting to seem like she sponsoring Ascend scholars. And that sponsoring education opportunities makes it seem like that's what she's doing." Even if it's not. And they went over it numerous times before she'd signed off. That sponsoring education programs simply means helping provide better access to educational resources and instructors in The Wards. Not ensuring entry to the Ascend program. "I think that her family got to her. They were always against her working with us." Fee exhales. "So...that's not great. Maybe it's not the case but...gut feeling, you know?

"But." She brightens at her sister, shifting from feet tucked beneath her to a cross-legged position. "I did get an interesting Star Link from Nadia Belcourt." A pause and a hopeful smile. "She wants to discuss potential opportunities for the Alexandrian Society on Equinox. Not exactly The Wards but...maybe if she can see what we're trying to do...it's just crazy that most people in The Wards don't even know about the society? Or about our history. I'm sure there's going to be a lot of red tape but...that's still something, right?" They'd known going into this that establishing Outreach wasn't going to be a moonwalk. If anything, it's felt like they've been in the gravity well lately. But any news is good news at this point, and she thinks there's some real promise. "So I was thinking we could work on a proposal to present. And Felix knows her, right? Maybe he could give some insight?" @rviner

[cassiuspr]

Just heard something pretty interesting!

–Ophelia

[ohsimon]

when — 3 july. where — medbay. who — @kinderdays

He does not come empty-handed. The trespassers that had dared to manage their way past the gates hadn’t either, carrying two backpacks of solid supplies and walking in on sturdy boots. They had come with weapons too, as any wise person were to do these days, and that is in part why he’s here. That and the medical supplies he’s stripped off the trespassers, who now lie somewhere smoldering if Castañeda was doing his job right.

Truth be told, he could take care of this headwound himself. He would prefer to — Simon isn’t awfully fond of the medics getting up in his space. But he’s curious, and not just that: he’s hungry. There’s a manhunt, a prize that he’s aching for, deserving of, even. How humbling it had been, to watch Alexei list nineteen people and never have his lips form his name. There are murmurs among the ranks about the young Cage woman, who Simon has never really thought of twice.

Bleeding heart, maybe. Too many of those around here — but then Mike had made himself into a formidable enemy. A foolish thing, if you ask him. Regardless, he strides in, holding cloth against the headwound that has not yet ceased bleading and an old tote ( a freebie from a record store, he thinks ) filled with an assortment of medical supplies in his free hand. Upon seeing Ophelia he approaches, extending the bag. “Big score today.” One corner of his lips lifts. “I trust you can take care of it?” His now-free hand gestures up. “And take care of this? They were a vicious bunch.”

Blood sticks to his own fingers, both his and theirs. He looks down at her, presses harder on the wound. “I think it might need some stitches.” It does. There’s a sharp inhale, a crease of his brow. “We were scheduled to patrol with Mike, but shit luck, am I right?”