#interactions: nadia

[callofthxvoid]

WHERE: Lake Party WHO: Jonathan Ahn ( @backmaskcd )

Nadia did enjoy being down by the lake, but she was feeling slightly overwhelmed by the crowd—excusing herself from her friends to take a moment for herself to breathe. It was a little frustrating, because crowds never used to bother her before. She had lived in New York, after all. Running a hand through her hair, she looked up only to be slightly startled by someone who wasn't even standing that close to her. "Fuck!" she exclaimed, pressing her hand to her chest. "Sorry, wasn't expecting to see someone." She cocked her head to the side. "You look familiar. Oh, you must be mini Ahn."

[callofthxvoid]

In that moment, Nadia understood what Han had meant about her having a mom-mode; what she was feeling was overwhelmingly nurturing and affectionate in a way that she rarely got with people. "I don't know if I would say that," she said with a small smile. "Just because I've technically known him for longer doesn't mean I know him better." She paused. "You have good instincts, Han. Whether it seems like he wants advice, or comfort, or a distraction... You'll know what to do. I promise."

Leaning in, she pressed a quick kiss to the other's head. "As long as you like it, I am happy to continue going into my mom-mode," she said lightheartedly. Had it maybe occurred to her why she might had gotten attached to Han so easily? Sure. But she chose not to dwell on it. "I do care about you a lot, sweetie. Never forget that."

Nadia knew that she should probably start making her way back to the commune. She had said goodbye to Jonathan, and had already made sure that Ames had left safe and sound, but she hadn't checked in with all of her friends yet. And there was one in particular that she worried about more than the others. "Han!" she called out when she spotted her, rushing forward. "There you are. Are you okay? Not hurt anywhere?"

"we all have our comfort people," han muttered, her eyebrows tugging together for a brief moment before her features smoothed again. her friends all provided her comfort for different reasons, but han wasn't oblivious to the fact that she sought evan out the most. she was just trying to convince herself it's because he's the one she'd met and bonded with first. "i wish i could do something to help him," she finally spoke, her mouth nearly going dry. "i don't like seeing him sad, but i also don't know how to comfort him. not in the way i should, anyway." she paused, looking up to nadia with sad eyes. "you know him better than i do. any tips?"

she was grateful for the topic change, a grin finally overtaking her. "you only do it with me, honestly. dixie, and evan, and kc are all spared the dreaded mom-mode. i'd accuse you of treating me differently because i'm the baby, but i honestly kinda like it. i didn't have a mom or siblings growing up, so it's nice to be cared about so deeply."

[woeyed]

not a true skullgirls story mode unless nadia goes through it

[blackskorpi0n]

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[ PERSONAL ]

$ Financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty / N/A

✚ Medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / non applicable

✪ Class or Caste: upper / middle / working / other

✔ Education: qualified / unqualified / studying / other (trained assassin)

✖ Criminal Records: yes, for major crimes (was caught but escaped prison and goes under multiple aliases) / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but not caught yet / yes, but charges were dismissed

[ TRAITS + TENDENCIES ]

♦ extroverted / introverted / in between

♦ disorganized / organized / in between

♦ close minded / open-minded / in between

♦ calm / anxious / in between

♦ disagreeable / agreeable / in between

♦ cautious / reckless / in between

♦ patient / impatient / in between

♦ outspoken / reserved / in between

♦ leader / follower / in between

♦ empathetic / vicious bastard / in between (kills anyone that hurts innocent people)

♦ optimistic / pessimistic / in between

♦ traditional / modern / in between

♦ hard-working / lazy / in between

♦ cultured / uncultured / in between

♦ loyal (to like 1 person and her cat lol) / disloyal / unknown

♦ faithful / unfaithful / unknown

[ ABILITIES ]

☠ Combat Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

≡ Literacy Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✍ Artistic Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✂ Technical Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

[ HABITS ]

☕ Drinking Alcohol: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / Alcoholic

☁ Smoking: tried it / trying to quit / quit / never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / chain-smoker

✿ Recreational Drugs: never / special occasions (went through psychological torture during training with LSD and other psychoactive drugs) / sometimes / frequently / addict

✌ Medicinal Drugs: never / no longer needs medication / some medication needed / frequently / to excess

**☻ Unhealthy Food: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / binge eater

$ Splurge Spending: never / sometimes (can't resist a little treat once in a while) / frequently / shopaholic

♣ Gambling: never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / compulsive gambler

[ BELIEFS ]

★Faith: monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic

☆Belief in Ghosts or Spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✮Belief in an Afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✯Belief in Reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

❃Belief in Aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✧Religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious

❀Philosophical: yes / no / somewhat

[ FAMILY ]

◒Children: had a child or children / has no children / wants children (wants to adopt <3)

◑Relationship with Family: close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased

◔ Affiliation: orphaned (both parents got shot in front of her by her kidnapper :///) / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parents / not applicable 

[ SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION ]

❤ Sexuality: heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual / demisexual for serious relationships

❥ Sex: sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable / naive and clueless

**♥ Romance: romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable / naive and clueless / romance suspicious (sometimes uses seduction to lure her targets so she sees romance as a tool rather than a desire, same as sex)

❣ Sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious

⚧ Potential Sexual Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

⚧ Potential Romantic Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

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[manybcdthings]

balthazar

felix ranstrom and nadia belcourt @ofwrxth

Despite Nadia's reputation for her directness, Felix always found it easy to engage with the Belcourt witch. Her steady yet unwavering demeanor was something he appreciated, even more so after a wine-infused conversation when he was kindly invited along to their family trip to Italy. This dinner, however, had a different undertone. There were significant matters to discuss, despite Felix's initial attempt at light-hearted conversation. It wasn't until they were already enjoying their meal that he prepared himself for the shift in conversation.

"I owe you an apology, Nadia." Felix began, diving right in with a calm tone. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he looked at her, knowing she was more than likely well aware of what was about to follow. "I, erm…" Felix took a brief pause to gather his words. "I didn't plan to propose to Bella exactly when or how I did. I wanted to talk to you first." his eyes held sincerity, and he gave a small nod. "I thought I had more time, truthfully. Maybe another year until it felt right but…" he gestured vaguely to the fact that, clearly, the moment decided for itself. "I think I knew that I wanted to marry Isabella the moment I met her. Or rather, I knew I would marry her someday. But I'm sorry for not including you in that discussion or asking for your blessing. Traditions can be archaic, but some have their place, and I happen to like that one. I always have done, for some reason." he shrugged lightly. "Your blessing and approval still matters to me, even though this is the wrong way around. I would still like to ask for it."

[callofthxvoid]

Nadia wouldn't say that she was clinging to Dixie, but she wouldn't say that she wasn't clinging to Dixie, either. She thought about how she was feeling for a moment before taking a deep breath. "Better, actually," she replied, and she actually meant it. She was beginning to think that breathing a different kind of air than in New York was having a net benefit to her mental health—in spite of everything that had happened since they arrived. "I'm considering taking a quick dip after we grab drinks. Care to join me?"

❝mmm, that is a rough. but, i don't think you have to go about confronting all that today, do you?❞ it was a party after all and dixie had a mind that an event like that would do the whole lot of them some good. while their physical wounds had mostly healed, she was not blind to the bleeding emotions and mental strife her closest friends ( closest thing to family she'd had in years ) were still experiencing. ❝and please, baby, don't think i mean that it's not important or that you shouldn't deal with all that.❞ dixie motioned with her hand to add flourish to her words. she grabbed both her friend's hands in hers and leaned forward to kiss both her cheeks. ❝yes, lake party, let's go find something to wear and show them all over hat a real good time is.❞ dixie fell back on her heels and pulled nadia with her to the area they kept their luggage to get ready.

**time skip to the town lake party**

her arm was linked with nadia's as they looked over the selection of food and drinks. ❝this whole thing reminds me of the aftermath of a summer revival but with less jesus.❞ she giggled, then looked over to the other woman with a hum. ❝how are you feeling now?❞

[touchedbydestiny]

@seilas liked the starter call (accepting)

        "i can't believe you tricked her into wanting to believe that you actually are going to help her!" nadia was fully blowing up at silas, not even considering the danger that came from him and his mind-controlling abilities. nonetheless, she would do anything if it meant protecting her mother from making a foolish decision. as if silas actually cares about what is going to happen to her.

        "i won't allow katherine to meet up with you, and if i have to lock her in a basement!"

[willowswriting]

for @dcymcres continued from here

Nadia could see the way Kenzo's mouthed moved in the mirror. Whatever he said had sent the men around her fleeing from the restroom, poor bastards only wanted to relieve themselves and here came the Nadia show barging in on them. "What are you going to act like it shouldn't be a thing?" She questioned, now whirling around so that she was looking directly at Kenzo instead of through the mirror. "Let me guess you're going to turn it around on me now and say that I'm over reacting just like everyone else?"

[bluemorningdew]

fuck it. yelling out to the void. anyone with the arcana MCs i’m more than happy to hear you dump abt ur character. muriel brainrot has overtaken me once more

[callofthxvoid]

Nadia was walking out of the coffee shop with a takeaway cup in her hand when she was stopped in her tracks. If she was being honest, it had been a long time since she had thought about Eric Benson, but she remembered him well. She remembered everyone she met in her line of work. Especially the ones who could be bought.

"Mister Benson," she greeted, trying to hold her head up high. She knew very well that there was a crack in her armour, in the cool, distant demeanour that he would expect from her, but there was little she could do about that. She didn't even want to try. "I should technically be the one saying that to you. You are in my hometown, after all."

where: anywhere your heart desires who: nadia shehadi

Of all the places in the world, this was the very last place Eric expected to see someone from his old life. The life he'd been trying to escape by coming out here in the first place.

But there she was: Miss Nadia. He remembered her as cold yet beautiful, with a look in her eye that mirrored the haunting in his chest. To see her now was startling.

"Nadia Shehadi. Of all people in all places . . ." He approached her cautiously, though he knew her employers were probably nowhere near here and probably never would be. It was habit to be guarded around her.

[roman-han]

who: @nadiazahedah where: tonopah pd station, conference room

"It's been too fucking quiet around here," Raf grumbled over the lip of his mug of coffee. For fuck's sake, his first week in town had consisted of an event that was raided by fucking paratroopers, caused a stampede and traumatized Katy Goddamn Perry. And other than a few situations that have popped up since, it had felt eerily quiet knowing how rare that was for the town. Perhaps he was jinxing it, he knew many other first responders would punch him for even thinking the 'Q' word, let alone saying it. But maybe at this point he didn't really give a shit. He would do just about anything for a fresh lead. "---At this point I'm about ready to go knocking on doors just to ruffle some feathers."

[callofthxvoid]

WHERE: Outside the Commune WHO: Elliot Porter ( @ofxlilac )

Nadia had not ventured much outside of the commune since arriving in town. She had managed to see her family once, right before the geyser, and she had gone through a strained meeting to handle their late family's affairs with her little sister, after the geyser. But she knew she couldn't hide in the old Parsons house forever.

She had her mind set on heading to the lake, her favourite place in town, in the hopes that reminding herself of simpler times would give her some idea of what to do with herself now. But as luck would have it, she was barely a few of steps off the property when she saw what can only be described as the human personification of Simpler Times coming up the driveway. "Elliot?" she asked. Without thinking, she ran up and threw her arms around him, a mixture of shock and relief at seeing her old friend.

[callofthxvoid]

Nadia dropped her gaze to the ground. It was cowardly, but she didn't know what else to do; she could feel her composure slipping, and the last thing that she wanted to do in front of her little sister's best friend was cry. It wasn't the first time in the past few months that she had felt this particular cocktail of emotions. Shame. Guilt. Regret. Remorse. But it hit a lot different knowing that now, it wasn't about what she had done in the name of saving face for her rich clients, or about crossing increasingly dubious lines until she wasn't sure if she had any left to cross. She wasn't doing this because it was her job, and the person she was hurting wasn't a stranger. It was her little sister.

"You're right," she said after a moment, once she had composed herself enough to look back up at Izzie. Honestly, she couldn't tell if it was better or worse that her tone had softened—glancing up and seeing what almost resembled pity on the other's face really hammered home how pathetic she had been. "I'll... I'll talk to her. I promise. And I know that promise isn't worth a lot to you until I actually act on it, but I expect you'll hold me accountable if I don't follow through." Nadia paused. Her arms were crossed over her chest, but it wasn't confident, it was contrite. "It was good seeing you, Isabel. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm... Gonna go figure out what I'm gonna say to her."

END.

"you don't know her because you didn't try to know her! you came back here and started acting like she doesn't exist at all, and then you make the excuse that it's because she's grown and you don't know her? have you ever maybe stopped to think that you could fix that?" isabel was still clearly very angry, but her features had softened some. ames was the one person who had ever grounded her, and watching her practically dig herself into a depression pit because her sister was around just wasn't something she planned to tolerate. whether nadia wanted to fix things or not was up to her, but she wouldn't be spared a piece of isabel's mind in the process. "yes, i can blame you for thinking that. this is just another hefty example of you only ever thinking about yourself. she's the only family you have left, and all you can do is be the center of another pity party. it's actually pathetic."

"look," isabel sighed, her tone no longer as harsh as it had been. "you have a lot of choices to make here, but i' encouraging you to at least talk to your sister. you owe it to her to do that, don't you think?" she paused again, her gaze going even softer. "let her decide if she wants you in her life or not. don't make decisions for her."

[a-wins-a-win]

it’s thinking about lucadia hours

[fcxglove]

continued for @fvntasmic from here

“ yeah? think you could be like sidney and fuck ‘em up? my sister told me i’d be the first to die in any horror movie. i like to think that's not true. ”

[elliot-chapman]

Characters: Elliot Chapman & Nadia Morgan ( @nadiamorgan ) Location: Sunday at the park, Hamlet performance Closed starter

Elliot was most certainly not a fan of Shakespearean plays, but here he was, sipping on a beer and pretending to watch the performance that was happening in the park. Thea was busy at the drinks tent and bothering her was not an option. So instead he was hoping he'd stumble upon some familiar face to distract him from all the old English that was booming through the loudspeakers in the park. As luck would have it, he found just the person. "Hey stranger," he greeted Nadia with a grin, making his way over to her. "Please tell me you're not watching the play intently because I am looking for a conversation that is more... entertaining."