vallo

Hey, Stark. Can you send Pepper to check a few of these cameras up since I’m still convinced she’s the brains of your operations?

Dorian

Fine. So we fought and she left. Or she was on her way before I used a spell to kick her out. I’m not sorry.

Moms and Toms

Hey, fam.

Wanda, can we come by? I went to check to make sure that it wasn't and the island is still there. And maybe we should talk about it?

But really I think we'd just like to see you, if that's okay.

Vallo takes and takes and takes lately.

rar( rawr )

Right.

If anybody needs me, don't.

It is my sister's birthday, so stop your scrolling and wish her a good one, because she is the best of the best and deserves being reminded of it.

Love you, Vex'ahlia.

PS: I will also accept wishes, but give them to her first.

Setting myself up took up quite a bit of money, so I'm going to do a backwards want ad.

- I'm a lawyer, I studied at Columbia (if you don't know what that is, it's ... pretty damn good)
- I know English and Spanish
- I know several forms of martial arts, along with sword, chain, and staff training
- I have enhanced senses, something I normally don't advertise but this is the new world I'm in now...

What can I do for you?

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Good evening, Vallo! It's Nikolai Lantsov. This entry was inspired by one Matt Murdock, who is looking for work. I, too, am looking for work, because my cupboard is bare and I don't appear to be going home anytime soon. Apparently playing chicken with Fate rarely works in my favour. So: the essentials:

- I like people! People like me. And if you don't yet, give me time. I'm adorable.
- Before coming here, I would have said I'm extremely good at swordfighting, but having witnessed some of you at the Training Grounds, now I can confidently say that I'm only decent at it
- I've dabbled in politics and all that entails. I can read, write, cajole prettily, and lie through my teeth if necessary
- I have experience in privateering (and with that comes skills in sailing, navigation, naval warfare, and looking cute in the throws of scurvy)

My one concern? Any job I do must be during the day. I've got prior commitments in the evenings that I simply can't miss.

TEXTS TO CASSANDRA

-- I can only take so much pretending like I give a shit about celebrating anything tonight.
-- You said you remember more and that things were good, right?
-- Please tell me something good.
-- Anything.
-- Before I put an arrow thro fuck scream at the next person who tells me Happy Birthday.
-- Or at Vax.
-- It's a toss-up.
-- I just need something that I don't hate right now.

Now that I am done moping about it... I had gotten a very old and beaten up motorcycle and had enlisted Jake's help to put it together. Brought it over to him when he worked at Boyd's and it was a start a beautiful friendship. We didn't get far into repairing it before he was taken back, probably because every time I came over, we started talking about food and would get hungry and go get said food.

That being said, anyone really know how to put together a motorcycle? I know I can just throw money at someone to take care of it but getting my own hands dirty is a good distraction.