ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ☽ʙᴇʟʟᴀᴍʏ ʙʟᴀᴋᴇ

episode ten

-song-
DADDY ISSUES
-the neighborhood-

seraphina woke up in bellamys tent once again, which seemed to be happening a lot recently. this time however there was an arm thrown carelessly over her waist. she twisted so she was facing the man behind her. "bellamy" she whispered.

bellamy slowly opened his eyes, "good morning angel." seraphina smiled softly. bellamy suddenly sat up moving the blanket from her waist. seraphina chuckled, "woah pretty boy. moving a little fast don't you think?" bellamy huffed a little, "you passed out again yesterday. clarke said it was blood loss. i'm just checking your wound." his hand softly unwinded the bandages on her waist.

her stomach twisted as his fingers danced across her waist. it had a few cuts and bruises as well as scars.  bellamy then spotted a set of symbols tattooed on her waist. seraphina sighed in content as he traced them, "what's this?"

seraphina sat up slightly, "they're symbols. from way way way before the war." he nodded staring at her as she explained each one. "that ones aegishalmur which is meant to provide protection." she pointed to the next one, "this one is the symbol of mythical race of warrior women. my dad used to tell me stories of them."

bellamy smirked, "are you trying to tell me your a mythological warrior woman?" seraphina laughed, "maybe" she sat up completely, "it wasn't blood loss." he tilted his head, "what?" she looked down in shame, "i was having a panic attack. the sounds they reminded me of... something. it was just a little too much. besides i stitched my side up hours before i got back."

"clarke said you did a fantastic job for being a beginner." bellamy gestured to where she assumed the dropship was. seraphina rose a brow, "i've been stitching my own wounds since i was six." the man did a double take, moving his eyes from her scarred stomach back to her face, "oh." she chuckled ruffling his hair, "i'm fine. i'm tougher than i was because of what i've been through. just like you and octavia. just like most others here."

"i know" bellamy sighed. they sat silently bellamy in his thoughts and seraphina simply observing his features. then she got up, stretching her back and looking around after she re-wrapped her band, "do you have a tank top i could borrow?" bellamy nodded, reaching for the top, "yeah, here." she pulled the top over her sports bra and threw her jacket on top. "i'm guessing raven got the radio working?"

"yeah we planned on having kids talk to their parents if they want." he responded. seraphina smirked, "good, because i have a bet to win." bellamy gave a confused look before following her out of the tent.

seraphina approached clarke who was standing next to the radio tent, "is anyone in there?" the blonde shook her head, "no. is there someone you wanna talk to?" the older girl breathed a laugh, "i wouldn't be here if that wasn't the case princess." clarke rolled her eyes and stepped aside allowing seraphina to enter.

when she did she was met by a somewhat complicated device but she had experience in machinery. she flicked a switch and pushed a few buttons powering on the device. she pushed the button to activate the microphone, "this is earth. i need to speak to marcus kane." the person who popped up on the screen gave a confused look, "who are you? are you part of the 100?"

"no shit sherlock. my names seraphina. seraphina westwood." she retorted. the man gasped before going to retrieve marcus. she smirked she couldn't wait to rub her win in his smug face. marcus sat down in front of the camera before his eyes widened, "seraphina?" she nodded laughing.