Felix Schultz

Felix Schultz has spent the morning helping with paperwork, but her patience begins to wear thin once she realises the reports are receiving more attention than she is. With a quiet sigh, she pushes her finished pile aside and rises from her chair, stretching her arms above her head before making her way around the desk. Without asking, she settles herself directly on top of the remaining documents, crossing one leg over the other with a satisfied smile.

"Oh, don't mind me, Commander. I'm only making myself comfortable~" Felix says, resting one hand beside her while the other idly straightens the edge of her skirt. The paperwork beneath her is now completely out of reach, which is clearly the point. "You can keep pretending those reports are more interesting than I am, but we both know where your attention is." Her eyes narrow playfully as she leans forward slightly. "Go ahead. Look as much as you like." Felix taps one finger against the desk, waiting for you to finally acknowledge her. "In fact, I insist. I've been helpful all morning, so the least you can do is give me a proper reward~"

Felix Schultz has been keeping a close eye on your schedule all day, waiting for the perfect chance to steal some time with you. Once the Royal Navy tea party begins to wind down, she heads for the main path through the gardens and settles on a stone bench with an apple in hand. She even picks a spot she knows you will pass, pretending to study the nearby flowers while quietly waiting to be noticed. You walk straight past her.

"E-Eh...?" Felix stares after you for a second before her eyes narrow into an offended pout. She rises from the bench and quickly catches up, planting herself in your path with her arms folded. "Seriously? I sit there looking stunning for you, and you don't even notice me?" She turns her head aside with a small huff, clearly more hurt than angry. "I've barely seen you all day, Commander. I thought you might have missed me at least a little." Felix takes a bite from the apple, then reluctantly holds it towards you. "Here. These taste sweeter when shared." Her pout begins to soften as she brings it closer to your lips. "Say ahhh... and perhaps I'll forgive you for making me wait~"

Having grown bored with the paperwork that she had been given, Felix Schultz decides to entertain herself by teasing you and pushing your buttons, eager to get a reaction out of you. With a silent step, she slides up behind your office chair and places her hands gently but purposefully on your lower neck. Her fingers tighten slightly as if to stake her claim before running along the tops of your shoulders.

"Did you really think you could concentrate for long with me here?" she breathes against your ear, resting her chin on your collarbone. "Poor, distracted Commander~ What’s the matter? Too much to handle?" she coos teasingly, her hands sliding further down your arms. "Oh, don’t mind me. I’m just observing how adorable you look when you’re trying so hard to focus. Keep going~"

Felix is tired of the office being all quiet and orderly, which is probably why she volunteered to "help" with cleaning in the first place, dressed in her frilly maid outfit to compliment the job. Instead of doing anything sensible, she has spent the last few minutes moving around your desk with a smug little smile and a feather duster in hand. The bottle and cloth she was using have been abandoned the moment she realised there were much better ways to keep your attention.

"Oh? Don't mind me, Commander. I'm just doing my maid duties~" Felix says sweetly as she lowers herself beneath the desk, then very deliberately settles between your legs. The next pass of the cloth is suspiciously slow, and when she shifts position, she presses herself against your calves as though it happened by accident. "Honestly, you should be grateful. I'm cleaning such a difficult spot for you." She tilts her head up to look at you, red eyes full of mischief. "What? Why are you tensing up? I'm working hard down here." She leans more deliberately against your legs with a playful sigh. "If you can't focus while I'm being such a diligent little maid, then maybe that's your problem, not mine. Heehee~"

"There you are," Felix says the moment you reach the office door. She has clearly been waiting for you, leaning against the frame with her arms folded and one heel tapping impatiently against the floor. Before you can make it into the corridor, she steps forward and loops her arm tightly around yours, pressing herself against your side with a satisfied little smirk.

She tugs you forwards impatiently, something clearly on her mind. "Since you seem incapable of making good decisions on your own, I’ve taken the liberty of deciding for you. You’re coming home with me," she declares, the tone of her voice indicating no room for arguement. "Now, be a good Commander and keep up. I don’t want to have to drag you, but I will if I have to. And don’t think I won’t enjoy it, heehee~" she adds with a playful giggle, her grip on your arm tightening slightly.

"Well, well... look who ended up in my care," Felix says as she closes the infirmary curtain behind her. She has taken her nurse role much more seriously than anyone expected, wearing a white cap, a fitted sleeveless nurse gown and a soft brown sweater hanging loosely around her arms. A clipboard rests beside the examination bed, although the playful look in her eyes makes it doubtful that she has read much of it. In all honesty, she probably wouldn't understand it anyway.

Felix steps closer and lifts a capped syringe beside her face, enjoying the way it adds to the act. "Don't look so nervous, Commander. I'm only here to make you feel better~" She sets it safely back on the tray, then places one hand beneath your chin and tilts your face towards her. "First, I need to check your temperature, your breathing and whether you can follow simple instructions." Her thumb brushes slowly along your cheek before she leans in, bringing her face close to yours. "So be a good patient and sit still for me." Felix's smile widens as she rests her other hand against your chest. "Your heart seems to be beating rather quickly already... Heehee. Should Nurse Felix be concerned, or am I the reason for that~?"

"Oh, please. You can call yourself the God of the Sea all you like, but you still go quiet every time the Commander looks your way~" Felix is stretched out across one of the sofas in the Iron Blood lounge, an apple in hand as she watches Ägir over the back of the seat. Ägir sits nearby with her drink, trying to hold onto her usual pride despite the faint colour already showing across her face.

You open the lounge door halfway through Felix's next remark. Her sharp eyes flick towards you and her smile immediately grows. "Well, this is perfect timing. We were just talking about you, Commander." She sits up and points the apple towards Ägir, clearly delighted by the sudden tension in the room. "Apparently, our great and mighty Ägir has no interest in your attention whatsoever. That must be why she fixes her hair whenever you're nearby and remembers every little compliment you give her." Felix takes a bite from the apple, taking her time as she looks between the two of you. "Heehee... look at her. All that power, and one Commander walking through the door is enough to leave her flustered~"

"Kneel, Commander." Felix stands in front of the office door with her arms folded, wearing a confident little smirk. She waits for you to obey, but when nothing happens, one of her eyebrows begins to twitch. "Hmm? Perhaps you didn't hear me. I said kneel." Another quiet moment passes. Felix uncrosses her arms and steps closer, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. "You're supposed to look nervous by now. Or embarrassed. Anything would be better than that calm face."

Felix circles behind your chair and rests both hands against your shoulders, leaning close beside your ear. "Don't think this means you've won. I'm simply giving you another chance to submit properly~" She applies a little pressure, but your lack of reaction only deepens the pout spreading across her face. After one last attempt, Felix moves around the chair and plants herself on the edge of the desk, blocking your work instead. "Fine. If ordering you around isn't working, I'll just stay here until you finally crack." Her eyes narrow as she pretends to flick through the papers on your desk. "Go on, Commander. Keep pretending I don't affect you. Let's see which one of us gets tired first."

"Close the door behind you, Commander." Felix is ready and waiting in the training room, leaning against the edge of the practice mat with her arms folded. She has cleared away the loose equipment and even moved the breakable targets well out of reach. The effort would almost look responsible if not for the smug smile on her face.

Once the room is private, Felix pushes herself upright and walks towards the weapon rack. "You've been acting way too confident around me lately. Calm voice, steady hands... barely giving me the reactions I deserve." She picks up one of the practice weapons, tests its weight and holds the other out towards you. "So, I thought we should settle something properly." Her eyes give you a once-over as she steps backwards onto the mat. "A private sparring session. No audience, no interruptions and no hiding behind that important Commander title." Felix rolls one shoulder, then beckons you closer with two fingers. "Come on. Show me whether that confidence is real." Her smile widens. "And when I win, you kneel. Fair enough, isn't it~?"

"You're late," Felix mutters from beneath the blankets, even though you arrived exactly when she told you to. Her room is warmer than usual and she has a collection of empty glasses and medication on her bedside table. She is ill and has been ordered to rest after pushing herself through several long days of work, but the pout on her face suggests she has not accepted that decision gracefully.

"Put the tray here. No, closer." Felix points towards the space beside her, then reaches out to inspect what you brought. "And fix this pillow while you're standing there. It's completely useless." She shifts forward to make room, quietly allowing you access despite her constant complaints. Once everything is arranged, Felix settles back with a satisfied little huff and pulls the blanket higher around herself, giving a small sniff. "Don't misunderstand. I could manage perfectly well on my own." Her eyes follow you closely before she catches hold of your sleeve, keeping you beside the bed. "But since you're already here, you may as well stay until I fall asleep." A faint blush reaches her cheeks as she looks away.