[it's rare to find Felix somewhere non-hunting or fighting-related, yet here he is, at a cafe in Mirth, knocking back a cup of tea like it's his job. every couple of moments he coughs, frowns, and drinks some more.

maybe he's sick? or maybe you know exactly what's up. in any case, it's a premium opportunity to bother felix, and maybe enjoy a beverage, too. you can probably slip it on to his tab...]

[somehow or other, Felix has managed to force his way through the missing movies request, and obtained the pseudo-USB stick. maybe you were with him. likely you found it. but it's Felix who plugs it into his phone, with no knowledge to fear what viruses await him.

when a movie starts from an exploration of files, he frowns.]

Is someone trying to contact me? Hello?

[he just assumes it's a video call. are you really gonna be the one to explain arthouse cinema or just movies fullstop to Felix Fire Emblem.]

[on the shore, a pair of thigh-high boots.

a little distance out in the surf, in about knee-depth ocean, their owner, pants hitched up to just above the watermark. he seems to be sprinkling something into the water in front of him, watching it pointedly, standing stock still with his a sword in one hand, hovering over the water.

then, in a quick moment, he stabs the water with the blade, hauls it up...

a fish.

he plucks it off, and throws it in a woven basket slung across his shoulder.

do not congratulate. stop him.]

[this whole day has really sucked, and the cool new tattoo really stings. but it doesn't take long for Felix to come to, and start causing trouble. when he sees you chained nearby, he doesn't even hesitate, regardless of your relationship with him.]

Hey.

Start a fight with me.

[solid conversation opener]

[if Felix can't break out, there's a good chance that you find him if you're planning on breaking IN. he's not going gentle into this good night—on the contrary, your attempt to rescue him places you as the awkward audience of Felix in a full-on brawl with one of the prison guards. he's not losing—yet—but the way the guard is wielding his club suggests that may shortly change.

help him? heckle him? why not both?]

[HIT ME BABEY I love a random prompt if you've got one!! tap me with a PP on nijikai or via DM!]