Quick wit, sharp tongue, Latina
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|Telekinesis Level 5|
Ok, Everyone knows my job here to look hot. I mean seriously who wouldn’t want to be around a smokin’ hot Latina with the wit to kill and the body to match. In case you are so low on the food chain around here not to know I’m Naya Rivera. Ring a bell? It should cause I make it my business to be known. You see I do a thing called Complex Hand Retrieval, CHR’s for short if your scrambled egg brain can’t handle that. That’s where someone ask me to either get them something or some information and I do just that. No i’m not a thief or a cop. I’m just someone who knows how to get her claws on the goods. And See, here’s what’s gonna go down. Two choices. You stay here and I crack one of your nuts, right or left, that’s your choice. Or you walk away and live to be a douchebag another day. Oh and also, I have razorblades hidden in my hair. Tons. Just all up in there. Oh, and before you shuffle away with your tail between your legs I’ve got some advice for you, the next time your eyes wander a foot below my eye level I’ll take more than just your dignity.
ComTech Rec Entry 76 05312012
Have people seriously lost their minds? I can not fucking believe that that guy, Vost something or another decided to juice up. Thank god those other guys were there to cover me. Captain E seems to be a pretty cool guy, well at least he has a sense of humor. I don’t know about those other guys they fight well, but they are way to uptight and quiet for my taste. Oh, and another thing, since I took this job thinking that it would be a few hours, but since we got in that fight with the wrath we have to go into hiding cause he was one of the up and ups. I was looking forward to seeing Brittney tonight, but I guess I’ll have to take another raincheck. Fuck! Oh, no more developments on my background. . . guess I gotta go Ryn’s giving me a funny look. Out.
ComTech Rec Entry 84 09272012
Longest day in my fucking life…. Almost killed by a Glom, His ex girlfriend decides to go Psychic witch batshit crazy on us, Luamba wants to use us as a sort of a way to diffuse the frantic emotions of the populace (i’m so not wearing anything super stretchy, pink, or tight… and no capes what the hell do i look like, a friggin’ prince), oh and grymalkin has been saying some strange things to me thinking i’m someone else. OY, lets see what tomorrow brings… bring on the adventure…. at least i hope there will be something to get out of this.