#illuminatingxlucy

               “You'll have to forgive me if I'm a       bit flustered, Lucy dear.  I don’t do well       on little sleep.”

          If Kitty had one major fault, it was her inability to simply sit and wait before an important job. No matter that, given her occupation, these jobs typically were of the morally questionable variety (not that most considered murder to be particularly questionable – to the average law-abiding citizen, it was nothing short of a mortal sin, though Kitty had learned to see things a bit differently), it was her lack of patience that truly was her fatal flaw.

          On this particular occasion, she was having an absolute devil of a time keeping up the pretense of being nothing but a simple serving girl hired as support staff for the evening's festivities. Oh, she certainly looked the part, what with her starched white apron tied just so and a perfect affectation of servile humility sedating her normally mobile features (that, and the fact that all of her bionic enhancements were carefully hidden away beneath layers of lace and powder certainly helped), but even as her exterior betrayed not the slightest sign of inner turmoil, her mind was roiling, itching to be off.

          All of the preparations had been completed as scheduled, without complication. She had infiltrated the house earlier that morning, had smuggled her chosen weapon in around noon, and just an hour previously had succeeded in drugging her target's usual maid, rendering her completely unconscious and therefore sadly unable to complete her duties for the evening. She had even managed to convince the housekeeper to assign her to pick up poor Matilda's task, so that her presence in the lady's chambers should arouse no suspicion. All that she had to do now was wait.

          If only that weren't so damn difficult.

          Just when Kitty thought she was actually going to go mad with waiting, approaching footsteps from down the corridor outside alerted her to her target's approach.

          Finally. 

          In an instant, all impatience was swept away and her mind had snapped back into crystal clear focus. Where the moment before her expression had lapsed into one of unfathomable boredom, and the weight of tedium had tugged her shoulders down into a vicious slouch, now her back was ramrod straight, her face a neutral mask of smiling efficiency.

          She was ready.

          When the door swung open, revealing a dark-haired woman of unusual beauty, Kitty was standing beside the fireplace, hands folded together neatly over the crisp white fabric covering her skirt. She nodded respectfully at the woman before taking her first step towards her.

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Opinion on;

Character in general: Lucy was never someone I really developed any headcanons about or rarely ever saw anyone play before coming to tumblr. Most people stuck to the Potters and Rose and Hugo, and I think people especially steered away from Molly and Lucy because of the negative opinions about Percy (and back in the day everyone was just little clones of their parents). I love that, though, that you took two canon characters that were basically blank slates and made them so vividly dynamic and alive and unique.

How they play them: I’m always slightly wary when it comes to Wotters being in Slytherin, because it can easily come off as making drama for drama’s sake, but to imagine your Lucy anywhere else is frankly laughable. She owns it; she’s so driven and purposeful, and the way you write makes her this bright shining flame of a character— I don’t even know how to use words. I love all the history you’ve built up between Molly and Lucy; it adds this extra depth of character and emotional drive that gives them so much energy and realism. I’ve never met a character better at being genuine and sweet on the outside while having ulterior motives and secrets and this sharp intelligence, and I love playing a character that just takes her at face value. I could just go on and on about how perfect you are at all of the characters you write.

The Mun: You are genuinely one of my favorite writers, and I constantly aspire to reach to your level. I think you were one of the first people I really started talking to on here, and you’ve always been so sweet and nice and wonderful and I really respect and admire you. It’s a testament to your character that everyone I’ve talked to about you says you’re wonderful and kind and amazing. Sometimes it can feel like just a silly little past time, what we do here, but I sincerely believe you help touch people’s lives and make the world a better place. <3

Do I:

RP with them: Not nearly as often as I should. D:

Want to RP with them: I want to quit my job and live in a tree so I can just spend all of my time role playing with you and writing you the posts you deserve. <3

What is my;

–– "Lu, darling. I absolutely adore that dress on you.                 It's such a brave choice for a woman of your complexion."

–– "You are, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman here, my love. I saw you speaking to Mrs Lestrange earlier – even she seemed jealous of you tonight."