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Through the corner of her eye, Felicia studied the young man with a look of sheer curiosity. The other Osborn had an uncanny resemblance to his older brother. She wondered if Alexi also acted like her boss.
❝ Can I get you anything? A cup of coffee, maybe? Harry won't be here until Three. ❞
If the other wasn’t quite too serious about it, she would have snatched the object and throw it somewhere else until it breaks. Until no one can fix it. Like she is. Mara hated the puzzles. For some reason, she can see herself as it and would likely to destroy it. Yet, she didn’t. Not now. Not ever. She’s not going to turn and go back to her past. No one will be around to fix her. Not Noah. Instead, she raised a brow as a smirk formed upon her lips.
❛ so you think that solving a rubik’s cube will help you to become a better employee than the others? ❜
❛ Yes -- when it comes to my boss, that is. He's an eighteen-year old CEO who loves to challenge his employees. I call it torture. ❜
Felicia set aside the cube and closed her eyes for a while. Leaning against the train's glass window, she pinched the bridge of her nose. Her head was hurting like hell. She groaned.
She wasn't exaggerating one bit about her boss. Harry was a difficult man to deal with. Sure, he was kind to her, and exceedingly so. But he was a dying kid who was burdened with the responsibility of managing a multi-million dollar company after the death of a father he had barely known. Poor Harry grew up too fast. As his personal assistant, his problems were attached to her like an extra limb.
#she fucking realizes hes not gonna catch her#look at her fucking face#she realizes that he cant get to her in time#that peter parker or spiderman whatever you want to call him because under that mask hes still just a boy who only just graduated high schoo#he cant save them all#he cant save her#and it breaks my fucking heart that he thought he did#that he actually thought he got to her in time and hes so confused when he reaches her#he doesnt understand why her eyes are closed#and you just know that he sat there with her for a while#he didnt move her or himself he just held her undtil her body grew cold and he carried her out ( reformedxserialxkiller )
Independent, Private & Selective Lucien Carr ( Start ) from the 2013 movie 'kill your darlings' ( ask ) plays both movie and history canon with ( Nav ) extensive knowledge of beat history. ( opens ) crossover & au friendly multi-linguistic
he won’t acknowledge her at first, he’ll pay attention to his cigarette, exhaling a puff before he turns to the source of the tap. lucien will flick the ash onto the ground, rubbing it into the floor.
❝ Columbia university —— or you could just read the sign.❞
she was startled once she was given a better view of the man. same eyes, same nose, same lips, same aura of sarcasm — he was a perfect photocopy of her boss, only with blonde hair and a skinnier frame.
❝ Harry? ❞
of course not. she couldn't bite back her tongue now. it was too late. with her sleek black blazer, pencil skirt, and six-inch high pumps, she stuck out like a sore thumb. she was dressed strangely, and now she was calling him names. he must have deemed her a madwoman. she hoped he wouldn't call the cops.
” — Yeah, of course. “
❝ Alright. ❞
Felicia tucked a lock of hair behind her ear before pulling up the checklist on her tablet.
❝ Would you like to dine at home, or should I arrange for reservations at a restaurant of your choice? ❞
Awkward Meetings Meme!
Funny ways to start an interaction between characters! Send some!: -
"Hi. Are you here for the cat obsession support group, too?"
"Oh my gosh! Are you pregnant?"
"Don't go in there. I just farted."
"Be ready. At 1 o'clock you-know-who's doing you-know-what at you-know-where."
"OH MY GOD! HEY! IT'S BEEN FOREVER! *hugs* Wait... Oh. Sorry, you weren't who I thought you were..."
"Do you know when the Supreme Leader is supposed to get here?"
"Have you prepared yourself for the zombie apocalypse?"
"Do you know what gets blood off upholstery?"
"CONGRATULATIONS! You're the 53rd person to avoid making eye contact with me today! That means you get a free invasion-of-personal-space hug!"
"Um... You've got some toilet paper on the bottom of your shoe. I just thought you should know."
"Hypothetically... How would you want your stalker to introduce themselves to you?"
"I think that hot dog isn't using the right bicycle, if you know what I mean *wink, wink*"
❝ You are one smirk away from getting socked in the face. ❞
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Felicia was tasked to deliver some documents to the Genetic Engineering department when a certain set of blueprints caught her eye. Seeing as there was no apparent owner of these papers, she took her time to peruse them.
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❝ Uh, I think there's a dead fly swimming in your coffee. ❞
incxndia | xafflictus--x
Felicia clung to the shoes' heels as if they were objects that contained her very soul. Why wouldn't she? It was the last pair of limited edition silver-lined Louboutins in New York. They were sleek hand-painted treasures any woman in her right mind would kill for.
❝ I saw them first. ❞
lucixn | gloomyvictor
From the cars alone, she had concluded that some- thing was wrong. Felicia regretted having hidden inside that strange metal chamber in OsCorp. She was not in 2014 anymore. This was not her New York.
The whole experience felt like a nightmare, and for the nth time in her life, she wished that it were as simple as that. Most people, given the same circumstances, would think that they had wandered off to a movie set. She wasn't dumb enough to make herself believe that. She shouldn't waste precious time on irrational denial. She had to figure out a way to get back.
Taking a deep breath, she tapped the shoulder of the person nearby.
❝ Excuse me, where are we? ❞
bedeviil
❝ Excuse me, Mr. Osborn? Do you have a moment to talk about your dinner preferences for tonight? ❞
( voleuxr | milesxsapientia | nosignsofpain | prophetiic | fallenxaesirian )
After everything she’s been through, now that she’s finally free, the fear of ever trusting anyone slowly crept up on her veins until it reached her poor little mind. How can anyone move so fast in this city that never sleeps? Her eyes looked at the other with confusion.
❛ you need to stop doing that. It’s useless. ❜
Felicia had been working on the Rubik's cube for two hours now, completely oblivious to the epitome of hustle and bustle that is the New York City Subway. She kept on turning the panels, twisting and twister the layers until the colors fell into relative order. As she was about to make her next move, a girl's voice broke her concentration. Felicia glared at the other person for a flicker of a second. Then, she went back to work.
❛ I can't. Boss's orders. ❜
❝ the silver spoon in your mouth has tarnished now
come nightfall, you don a mask as black as tar you are fatherless but still , you are your father's daughter
thievery is your sweetest drug ❞
{ ♚ - INDEX } { ♚ - GUIDELINES }
█ a slightly darker, not-so-canon interpretation of felicia hardy from sony's the amazing spider-man 2
█ draws primarily on personal headcanons based on marc webb's story arc, with several influences from earth 616
█ oc, multi-fandom and crossover friendly
█ nsfw in the form of violence may occur
{ ♚ - BIOGRAPHY } { ♚ - MAP }
