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"Hmm which movie should I pick for my night in?" Felicia clicked through the local redbox’s movie selection. "Horror? Romance…eww hmm a good rom com?" She bit her lip and stuck her index finger loosely on her lip as she flipped back and forth between the genre selections. "Decisions, decisions…"

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Shopping Therapy {Felicia+Peter}

Felicia exited the fifth store in the massive mall she had been spending her Saturday in. She was four bags deep and didn't even feel a thing. "Oh Felicia, come now your a big girl...shouldn't you deal with your issues in a big girl sorta way?" She wrinkled her nose and playfully shook her head, "nah" and clicked her heels along the white tile path. Like a yellow brick road she hoped it would lead her toward somewhere. Besides the next clothing venture on her list, she hoped it would lead to inner peace. Or something close enough to get Spidey's nuptials out of her head. She dazedly looked up as she walked into her next store. Bumping into a passerby it caught her off guard...for more than just the unexpected friction, it was Peter. She hadn't seen or talked to him since the wedding.  

"Oh uh...Peter...it's....uh great to see you." Felicia stammered as she was not ready to see him so soon. After the shock of it all, the reality of it all, the finality of it all. She ignored the two bags she had dropped during the bumper cars. Or the clot the two had caused in the flow of mall consumers. "So umm..." it pranged her inner thoughts and made her heart tear but she knew it was the proper question to ask. "How is the whole married life treating ya?" She toyed with a strand of hair, curling and uncurling it around her fingers until she finally made a resting place for it behind her ear. She leaned around him as if looking for someone. "So where is the old ball and chain at?" She looked at him and let a glimpse of sparkle escape her eye, not a tear, just a sparkle in her eye that tried to communicate how hard this was for her. 

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Sauron's Eye {Black Cat, Elektra, and Mesphisto}

The cat was on the prowl tonight, looking for what you might ask? Well she wasn't sure herself, but figured anything would be better than slumming around her apartment. She hadn't gone on any night patrols that week. Moving and the side missions of recon and other tasks given by SHIELD had taken up most of her time. She had started to get a feel for her neighborhood though and even met one of her neighbors. "Well Felicia, what trouble can we get into tonight?" The night air was cool and crisp, it felt good as it wove it's way through her hair. She leaped from building to building until she found a man cowering in an ally way.

"Stay back! Get away!" He looked sane enough, and was obviously gripped by fear...but from what she was unsure. Then as if the universe had answered her pondering a fleet of darkly dressed individuals swooped down out of nowhere. One hit the man over the head, as another stabbed the man in the abdomen. It was ten to one and Felicia had no idea what was going on. The man dropped something from his hand as he fell to the ground.

"Hey! Who the hell do you think you are?!" She leaped from fire escape to dumpster before joining the collective of ninja-like people on the ground. "If you are going to steal at least do it with some sort of style," she whipped her hair over shoulder. "Not with some brutish tactics." She gracefully trotted to the man, they stabbed him but the wound wasn't too deep, but if she didn't get him medical attention right away he would most probably die.

"Do not intervene in the matters that you do not understand, one of the shadowy individuals hissed. We are 'the hand' and we will leave no trace of our presence here, including you as a witness." With that all of them drew some sort dagger or other sharp weaponry.

Felicia looked down at the man that was going in and out of consciousness, "don't worry I will get you out of here..."she trailed off as she wondered how she could possibly protect him, while taking them down without losing him.

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Some Habits are Hard to Quit {Black Cat & Stature}

Felicia knew it was wrong...but how could it be wrong when it felt so right? Alright, she was the first to admit it, maybe she had a problem. The kind of problem that couldn't just go away with a girls night consisting of eating lots of ice cream and watching Gilmore Girls reruns. For that to even happen would mean Felicia would need some girl friends, hell just some friends in general. Which, these days is in short supply of. Her nomadic 'Robin Hood' double life has significantly drained her social calendar. Making the only people she interacts with on a regular basis old Mrs. Ferreira, the land lady. And the hapless 'security' guards she takes down on her late night 'excursions'. 

That brings us back to the Felicia's problem. Or really how she chooses to avoid her problem. She is a thief, it's in her blood...her father did it, his father did it, and so on. The Hardy family is notorious for this, even being reported as rubbing elbows with various mob organizations. Felicia's case though was different, she wasn't attacking on contract with an organization, and she wasn't doing it for the wealth. She was doing it for the high, for the adrenaline of the action. "I hope Spidey isn't too disappointed..." A whisper escaped her mouth as she let her nimble body slide down the rope she had lowered from the roof window. 

She had gone through the layout hundreds of times and knew where all the priceless gems and artifacts were. "Where to begin though...hmmm." She paused for a moment as she looked through the in-tell she had gathered. She hoped Parker wouldn't be too disappointed. Especially,  when he realized that she had only stolen counterfeit goods, and then given them to museums or sold them off to charity funds. Her eyes glinted as a light entered the room. Someone was entering...but she had tied up the guards, and hadn't tripped any alarms...had she?