032,in the crowd of spectators during an underground fight. ( felicia for ada )
SUBJECT: set the scene meme NOTIFY: @insinkingcities CONCERNING: felicia hardy
the russians had the black widows. trained from childhood, raised for vicious endeavours. ada couldn't say she shared their tragic backstory, their loss, their PAINFUL training rituals that seemed to embed itself into their bones, and stretch them anew. human, but not. and yet that was but the first kind of step to be taken within this brave new world, ada navigating it within the gray, the spaces where people weren't apt to look. it really was near shocking how grand the neglect could be when it came to what people knew to protect. it was only ever the obvious. never quite the secrets that were apt to sink a company, until it was far too late.
but not all of ada's life was work, with no fun. no., she'd heard of an interesting place whilst gambling along the light-flooded nightscape of macau. a city that blinked with life, pulsed with potential. and within it, was a place where if you wanted, you could fight with the best. why not challenge yourself a little bit? who knew, maybe she'd even see a few FAMILIAR FACES, all too aware of how many of them looked to sharpen themselves in the moments where their lives weren't on the line. once you realized the commonality of it all, it no longer shook one the way that they expected.
so she signs a form. says HELLO to an old friend. and waits for her name to be called.
032,in the crowd of spectators during an underground fight.
the roar draws her attention upwards. the woman standing there, the mask in place, but who could mistake that telltale flash, the hair so blonde it might as well have been silver? oh, oh, maybe they met now with a whole CLAIM TO FAME between them, given her present status in new york, but they'd grown up differently from that, hadn't they? her smile, widening ever so slightly.
"my, my, my~ it's been a while since we've had a chance to TUSSLE~" oh, she isn't even the slightest bit upset about it, is she? pulling out her grappling gun, and as someone reached for it from the handling team, she's already shot upwards, landing gracefully in front of the other woman, her hands dusting at her calves, shooting her a look. "i don't know if you were my date or not, but let me cut in~ i fear i must insist. for old time's sake~"
