Felicia Hardy Parker-Wick

Felicia Hardy/Black Cat. Open to all Crossovers. Detailed RP preferred. 18+-Shipping is welcomed. Retweets appreciated.

[She nodded to him, breathing easily but still alert to her surroundings, fitting her hand into his, agreeing with his wise statement.]

[For now, the couple have yet again defeated another enemy, but more may await them soon enough as they fade into their safe space.]

[She had wiped her blade too and nodded, both of them eventually departing the space.]

[In one swift maneuver, the couple made their final strike to Orlov, a double impalement severing many crucial arteries as well as the heart itself.]

[Orlov couldn’t do anything to protect himself no longer for the couple had already severed not his body but his pride as well.]

[Orlov slowly takes a gaze over to Felicia.] “The son brings company as well, this should be so exciting.”

[A visible nod was made with no breath to breathe. The couple were weary to enter but made their charge on a three count. Soon there would be facing Orlov himself in no time at all.]

[She needs back with the same expression, taking his advice as she slowly takes on the next room with a few stabs and broken bones of enemies. A calmness that only they had mastered with no hesitation.]

[The couple have experienced “tight quarter” situations before, so this case was no different. With speed and precision, they could defeat any enemy no matter how small or dangerous.]

[She nodded back at him because she understood that the fight truly isn’t over, that there were more casualties to commit on their end.]

[She would take the right side, analyzing the angles that he wouldn’t be able to see or reach from his position.] “No mistakes.”

[She nods to him with no voice, signaling the speech for ‘Ready’ before they went in to enter the next room to clear it of enemies.]

[She herself had just got done stabbing a henchman in a few vital arteries before making a lunging release back into the shadows, glancing at John right away.] “Indeed but only few are known to be actually skilled of their craft.”

[On his command, she would be in a predatory stance, eventually eyeing the targets moving towards them, exhale then took the shot. John would follow through in an opposing manner, making shots as well.]

[With a silent nod to him, she would seamlessly blend in the shadows, gun steady, awaiting the enemy to enter their range of attack.]

[She began to sweep the room as well, eventually paying closer attention to clicks and pounds of steps. Felicia would heed John’s advice to stay close, one can never be too careful.]

[She gently came out of the shadow at his call, her gun up as well. Her breath was silent enough to not trigger any enemy.]

[She would follow his lead and direction, making the smooth transition of shadow blending. John and Felicia would enter a new space, beginning to investigate for more clues.]

[She nodded in silence, for he was right. They had to get moving way before they would be found out. The enemy would not need to know that they were exposed in the first place.]