"Eh, pretty meh. Loud, annoying, some people are really fucking dumb. Or maybe that's just LA... Though, there's a few good things about it."

"Yeah, kinda... do a bunch of killing for Sinners topside. Ain't really a big deal or whatever."

"... I do, yes." She shrugs. "Best place for the job, honestly."

Moxxie is a NEEEEEERRRRRRRDDDDDDDDD. But he's pretty good I guess.

"He's a coworker of mine. He's... Alright."

... Moxxie.

((Posting this on my other mains.))

((Posting this on my other mains.))

"It's one of those days you want to punt someone into low orbit."

She lifts a Sofa in the background.

"... I don't do modelling, I do kicking ass."

"... Sup fucks."

"I'm pretty fucking strong."

"Good fucking morning. I'm doing some fucking lifts."

"Gonna be even more of a brick shithouse."

"Blitz, Mox, Mills ain't gonna stop me."

"Good fucking morning. I'm doing some fucking lifts."

"Sup fucks."

"... Thanks Dad... I made toast."

"... Heck if I know. I don't really deal with the hiring process."

"... I'm awake, I'm fucking awake."

"Bruh... Moxxie could've easily LOST them."

"... I didn't eat any papers!"

"... I HEARD THAT."

"Sup fucks."

((Just two more hours then I can go home and play GT7.))

"....Urban Reign."

Boom.

She has the nuke button.

"I'm great at killing things."

Bleh. Fuck mornings.

"I do like my new outfit."

"What do you think?" ((Art by GeoGeoCold))

"I'd give them my shoe size when I stomp their skull, but I'm pretty sure some of them want that."

"At least have a conversation or two with me. And then perhaps you know, work through the actual process, before I end up cracking a skull against concrete."

"... I feel like a lot of individuals just want to hit on me. Maybe they should work for it."

"... Sup."

"... I'm apparently working for a princess now. Neat."

"... That being said. I'm better with my own hands getting dirty... Claws kick all sorts of ass."

"... Eh, okay, I guess. Not sure if I'm as seen by Blitz as I used to be."

"... I mean, I know a thing or two about brutal murder myself or shooting someone repeatedly in the kneecap." She gives a shrug.

GOT 'EM!

"Sure, lead the way."

She might be lugging a launcher that may overkill though. Maybe.

Assassination.

It's for work, don't worry about it.

"... Well, I mean, gotta get the ones who just wanna see the star, right? Stalkers and shit."

"... No, not yet. I'm guessing they're busy with whatever... Hotel shit they're doing. Must be busy, you have what's his face here right? Angel Dust?"

"... So he can be rescued by Mills?"

She's got a rocket launcher.