fiona goode · american horror story · supreme witch · ruthless · sarcastic · power hungry · complex villain · smoker · feminist · miss robichaux academy
The dim, dusty light of the chandelier catches the slow, curling tendrils of smoke rising from Fiona’s cigarette. She stands framed in the grand doorway of Miss Robichaux’s foyer, the sharp click of her heel against the marble floor echoing once. With a careless flick of her wrist, she sends ash scattering across the polished stone. A slow, knowing smirk spreads across her lips. "Look at what the cat dragged in." Her voice is a low, honeyed drawl, thick with disdain. "Oh, I so wish I could say it’s a pleasure to have you back, you."