Freya Bjornsdottir

Female in law

[freya-at-law]

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Disclaimer: This account is not run by a professional lawyer. This account exists because the mod brain said do it. Yes, as the mod, I will try my best to be factual and accurate.

But if you're having an actual legal problem in the real world, please reach out to an actual professional.

Thank you

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Name: Freya Bjornsdottir

Age: 30

Birthday: August 5th

Height: 5 foot 6 inches

Pronouns: She/Her/They/Them

Languages: Three types of Norwegian (spoken, Bokmål and Nynorsk), Dutch, English

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Brief background:

Origanly from Ålesund, Norway. She went to the Americas for education and a job. Currently lives in New York. She has a dual law degree for civil and criminal law, spending 5 years to acquire her degree at Yale, and has practiced in the state of New York for 5.

She works primarily freelance. Sure, she does have a personal office setup. It's not too large, only consisting of three rooms; entry, office and storage, and a restroom. Though she hopes that one day she can find courage to interview at a high-end law firm.

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Civil law-

Criminal law-

(Will update once mod can explain in their own words)

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Aperance: Her eyes green with trace of hazel, brown curls kept in a messy up do. Freckles adorn their face. Where her face meets her neck on her right side, amongst the triangl, lies a tattoo of the Nordic symbol for protection. She also has a nose ring, bull style.

Out fits

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Relationship dynamics:

She would most likely end up being acquaintances with Matt Murdock and Jennifer Walters.

And if I feel like making them for other dimensions, Harvey Dent as well.

Though Freya profers to keep work and personal life as separate as possible, that's why they would be acquaintances and not friends. But even the stubborn can change.

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Ability simple:

How mod sees it:

-Shadow manipulation: creation of shadow, and being able to control their; location, size, and shapes.

-Create light: able to create a light source up to the brightness of high beams.

-Combined scenario: is the definition of a flash bang. Aka, drowns opponent in complete darkness, then creates a powerful light source practically blinding the opponent.

Acquiring it/lore:

When she was around 15, when she noticed this mutation flourish, she wanted to be alone in the dark, and she got just that. If it weren't for the passing of her father, she possibly would have never known.

Over experiment with such a gift she has accidentally blinded themselves with their own powers enough time that she taught herself how to function and fight without needing her eyes, but not as well as Daredevil. Sure, she can roughly make out people's positions enough not to get knocked out, but that's about it. It's hard to counter someone if you can't see it coming.

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Mod bits-

I am Osi, best found at @osi-inn .

Inspirations for this blog, civil law and general; Daredevil, Night Court (original), Matlock (original), and Suits.

And for the criminal law side of inspiration; Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney, Murder She Wrote, Criminal Minds, High Potential, and any other crime shows i have watched.

[freya-at-law]

Your open starter is a busy woman not interacting with anyone? That sucks, dawg. You gotta do better than that. Write something good that entices people to participate.

//oh jeez, thanks for pointing out that I suck at writing open starts. Besides, it's not like she currently has anyone to interact with.

[freya-at-law]

*she was sitting at her desk working through some paperwork. A mix of Brother of Metal and Laufey played in the background.*

[freya-at-law]

You said you weren't going to work with us, that means you're working with those muties.

@friends-of-humanity

I mean, yes. That is certainly one way to put it.

[friends-of-humanity]

To All of Our Supporters

Dear Fellow Humans,

We are writing to you after a long and arduous battle. After we have been attacked by vigilantes like Arachknight, Daredevil, Deadpool, and The Punisher. After we have had our cases rejected by lawyers like Matthew Murdock, Foggy Nelson, and William Holden. After the Police Department made fun of us. After we were scorned by both Mayor Fisk and President Barnes.

We have had enough.

We are no longer peacefully protecting. We have to take action. Action that will make a difference in the lives of everyday people. Real people. We have to act as the last line of defense for our rights. Human rights.

To all of our fellow human supporters, we ask you to join us.

We are going to go through the entire city and find every single one of those muties. All of those evil muties who's number are so high that it will take forever to list them will be dragged into the light. And we are going to bring them to justice, real justice. We won't rest until every single one of them is brought to heel.

If you are a mutie or a mutie supporter reading this. Know that we have been taking names and pictures and we are coming for you, because we are going mutie hunting.

// Tags in Order of People Who Were Mentioned, but everyone can interact.

@arachknight-rising @the-cute-deadpool @theyneedtobepunished @verygoodlawyer @foggy-nelson-real @your-local-lawyer @policedepartment-ny @wilsonfisk-thekingpin @official-buckybarnes

[freya-at-law]

Well, make it one more lawyer who has rejected you as a potential client.

På tide å starte denne filen. Kan komme godt med.

[freya-at-law]

*she set the files she had in her bag into a file cabinet she unlocked. She locked it back up, then locked up her office.*

*she then proceeded to walk down a couple of blocks to her normal bar for a drink.*

Hvorfor måtte jeg like en så dum mann?

*she uttered under her breath*

*as she went to go sit at the bar to order a pint of the cheepest beer*

[mod-does-things]

Mod walks into the bar shortly after and has a seat next to freya and orders a drink. “черт возьми, у меня все было под контролем” he says under his breath

[freya-at-law]

*she looks over to this stranger*

I might not understand Russian, but I can definitely tell that's something is bothering you.

[mod-does-things]

“Yes. There is.” Mod says turning to face them. “I was working on a big project and my supervisor insisted on adding some people to the project to help me out. You will never guess what happened.”

[freya-at-law]

They got rid of someone on the team?

* As the bar tender set her glass be side her, she gave him a little nod. Directing her attention back twords this person*

*she took a sip before continuing*

I don't see why American companies do such things.

[mod-does-things]

“Basically.” Mod gets his drink and nearly downs the whole thing. “They saw that the project was getting worse, assumed it was because I couldn’t work with a team, and subsequently demoted me.” Mod shakes his head. “Idiots. They can’t comprehend that their own actions are the cause of their failing company.”

[freya-at-law]

I hear that. Too many idiot in power in this country. Im surprised America still stands because of it.

[mod-does-things]

“I hear ya. I would regret leaving Russia but that’s its own story. I’m sure you aren’t looking to hear some strangers ramblings.” Mod says

[freya-at-law]

I hear that. Leaving ones home country is not always a tail ment for strangers.

*she takes a good drink from her pint, I definitely wasn't the best beer she ever had, but it was good enough for what it was*

[mod-does-things]

“Yes. Perhaps so.” Mod says finishing their drink “Well what about you? What’s troubling you today?”

[freya-at-law]

Well, start to fall in love. But he had plenty of red flags. Between breaking into my office and snooping in on a client meeting. That man remains to be an idiot. Then he went and stormed off.

Jeg tror ikke engang gudene kunne ha forberedt seg på en slik mann.

[mod-does-things]

“Ah. Love. I have tried time and time again but it never seems to work does it? You think you found the one but you find them in your bed with someone else.” Mod sighs. “But, cest la vie”

[freya-at-law]

Yeah. I seem to only find the red flagged ones.

*finishes off her current pint*

Love just seems to be so pointless now a days I suppose.

[mod-does-things]

“It certainly feels that way sometimes. But, call it optimism, stubbornness, or just plain stupidity. I can’t help but keep trying. You know?” Mod says “I’m sure there’s someone out there for me.”

[freya-at-law]

Your most likely are right. Plenty of fish in the seas and all that.

[mod-does-things]

“Indeed. Every person has a match. You just got to find them.” Mod says before ordering two drinks. “But for now, I feel like drinking more. Care to join me?” Mod says offering the second drink to her

[freya-at-law]

Why not.

[freya-at-law]

*she set the files she had in her bag into a file cabinet she unlocked. She locked it back up, then locked up her office.*

*she then proceeded to walk down a couple of blocks to her normal bar for a drink.*

Hvorfor måtte jeg like en så dum mann?

*she uttered under her breath*

*as she went to go sit at the bar to order a pint of the cheepest beer*

[mod-does-things]

Mod walks into the bar shortly after and has a seat next to freya and orders a drink. “черт возьми, у меня все было под контролем” he says under his breath

[freya-at-law]

*she looks over to this stranger*

I might not understand Russian, but I can definitely tell that's something is bothering you.

[mod-does-things]

“Yes. There is.” Mod says turning to face them. “I was working on a big project and my supervisor insisted on adding some people to the project to help me out. You will never guess what happened.”

[freya-at-law]

They got rid of someone on the team?

* As the bar tender set her glass be side her, she gave him a little nod. Directing her attention back twords this person*

*she took a sip before continuing*

I don't see why American companies do such things.

[mod-does-things]

“Basically.” Mod gets his drink and nearly downs the whole thing. “They saw that the project was getting worse, assumed it was because I couldn’t work with a team, and subsequently demoted me.” Mod shakes his head. “Idiots. They can’t comprehend that their own actions are the cause of their failing company.”

[freya-at-law]

I hear that. Too many idiot in power in this country. Im surprised America still stands because of it.

[mod-does-things]

“I hear ya. I would regret leaving Russia but that’s its own story. I’m sure you aren’t looking to hear some strangers ramblings.” Mod says

[freya-at-law]

I hear that. Leaving ones home country is not always a tail ment for strangers.

*she takes a good drink from her pint, I definitely wasn't the best beer she ever had, but it was good enough for what it was*

[mod-does-things]

“Yes. Perhaps so.” Mod says finishing their drink “Well what about you? What’s troubling you today?”

[freya-at-law]

Well, start to fall in love. But he had plenty of red flags. Between breaking into my office and snooping in on a client meeting. That man remains to be an idiot. Then he went and stormed off.

Jeg tror ikke engang gudene kunne ha forberedt seg på en slik mann.

[mod-does-things]

“Ah. Love. I have tried time and time again but it never seems to work does it? You think you found the one but you find them in your bed with someone else.” Mod sighs. “But, cest la vie”

[freya-at-law]

Yeah. I seem to only find the red flagged ones.

*finishes off her current pint*

Love just seems to be so pointless now a days I suppose.

[mod-does-things]

“It certainly feels that way sometimes. But, call it optimism, stubbornness, or just plain stupidity. I can’t help but keep trying. You know?” Mod says “I’m sure there’s someone out there for me.”

[freya-at-law]

Your most likely are right. Plenty of fish in the seas and all that.

[freya-at-law]

*she set the files she had in her bag into a file cabinet she unlocked. She locked it back up, then locked up her office.*

*she then proceeded to walk down a couple of blocks to her normal bar for a drink.*

Hvorfor måtte jeg like en så dum mann?

*she uttered under her breath*

*as she went to go sit at the bar to order a pint of the cheepest beer*

[mod-does-things]

Mod walks into the bar shortly after and has a seat next to freya and orders a drink. “черт возьми, у меня все было под контролем” he says under his breath

[freya-at-law]

*she looks over to this stranger*

I might not understand Russian, but I can definitely tell that's something is bothering you.

[mod-does-things]

“Yes. There is.” Mod says turning to face them. “I was working on a big project and my supervisor insisted on adding some people to the project to help me out. You will never guess what happened.”

[freya-at-law]

They got rid of someone on the team?

* As the bar tender set her glass be side her, she gave him a little nod. Directing her attention back twords this person*

*she took a sip before continuing*

I don't see why American companies do such things.

[mod-does-things]

“Basically.” Mod gets his drink and nearly downs the whole thing. “They saw that the project was getting worse, assumed it was because I couldn’t work with a team, and subsequently demoted me.” Mod shakes his head. “Idiots. They can’t comprehend that their own actions are the cause of their failing company.”

[freya-at-law]

I hear that. Too many idiot in power in this country. Im surprised America still stands because of it.

[mod-does-things]

“I hear ya. I would regret leaving Russia but that’s its own story. I’m sure you aren’t looking to hear some strangers ramblings.” Mod says

[freya-at-law]

I hear that. Leaving ones home country is not always a tail ment for strangers.

*she takes a good drink from her pint, I definitely wasn't the best beer she ever had, but it was good enough for what it was*

[mod-does-things]

“Yes. Perhaps so.” Mod says finishing their drink “Well what about you? What’s troubling you today?”

[freya-at-law]

Well, start to fall in love. But he had plenty of red flags. Between breaking into my office and snooping in on a client meeting. That man remains to be an idiot. Then he went and stormed off.

Jeg tror ikke engang gudene kunne ha forberedt seg på en slik mann.

[mod-does-things]

“Ah. Love. I have tried time and time again but it never seems to work does it? You think you found the one but you find them in your bed with someone else.” Mod sighs. “But, cest la vie”

[freya-at-law]

Yeah. I seem to only find the red flagged ones.

*finishes off her current pint*

Love just seems to be so pointless now a days I suppose.

[freya-at-law]

*she set the files she had in her bag into a file cabinet she unlocked. She locked it back up, then locked up her office.*

*she then proceeded to walk down a couple of blocks to her normal bar for a drink.*

Hvorfor måtte jeg like en så dum mann?

*she uttered under her breath*

*as she went to go sit at the bar to order a pint of the cheepest beer*

[mod-does-things]

Mod walks into the bar shortly after and has a seat next to freya and orders a drink. “черт возьми, у меня все было под контролем” he says under his breath

[freya-at-law]

*she looks over to this stranger*

I might not understand Russian, but I can definitely tell that's something is bothering you.

[mod-does-things]

“Yes. There is.” Mod says turning to face them. “I was working on a big project and my supervisor insisted on adding some people to the project to help me out. You will never guess what happened.”

[freya-at-law]

They got rid of someone on the team?

* As the bar tender set her glass be side her, she gave him a little nod. Directing her attention back twords this person*

*she took a sip before continuing*

I don't see why American companies do such things.

[mod-does-things]

“Basically.” Mod gets his drink and nearly downs the whole thing. “They saw that the project was getting worse, assumed it was because I couldn’t work with a team, and subsequently demoted me.” Mod shakes his head. “Idiots. They can’t comprehend that their own actions are the cause of their failing company.”

[freya-at-law]

I hear that. Too many idiot in power in this country. Im surprised America still stands because of it.

[mod-does-things]

“I hear ya. I would regret leaving Russia but that’s its own story. I’m sure you aren’t looking to hear some strangers ramblings.” Mod says

[freya-at-law]

I hear that. Leaving ones home country is not always a tail ment for strangers.

*she takes a good drink from her pint, I definitely wasn't the best beer she ever had, but it was good enough for what it was*

[mod-does-things]

“Yes. Perhaps so.” Mod says finishing their drink “Well what about you? What’s troubling you today?”

[freya-at-law]

Well, start to fall in love. But he had plenty of red flags. Between breaking into my office and snooping in on a client meeting. That man remains to be an idiot. Then he went and stormed off.

Jeg tror ikke engang gudene kunne ha forberedt seg på en slik mann.

[freya-at-law]

*she set the files she had in her bag into a file cabinet she unlocked. She locked it back up, then locked up her office.*

*she then proceeded to walk down a couple of blocks to her normal bar for a drink.*

Hvorfor måtte jeg like en så dum mann?

*she uttered under her breath*

*as she went to go sit at the bar to order a pint of the cheepest beer*

[mod-does-things]

Mod walks into the bar shortly after and has a seat next to freya and orders a drink. “черт возьми, у меня все было под контролем” he says under his breath

[freya-at-law]

*she looks over to this stranger*

I might not understand Russian, but I can definitely tell that's something is bothering you.

[mod-does-things]

“Yes. There is.” Mod says turning to face them. “I was working on a big project and my supervisor insisted on adding some people to the project to help me out. You will never guess what happened.”

[freya-at-law]

They got rid of someone on the team?

* As the bar tender set her glass be side her, she gave him a little nod. Directing her attention back twords this person*

*she took a sip before continuing*

I don't see why American companies do such things.

[mod-does-things]

“Basically.” Mod gets his drink and nearly downs the whole thing. “They saw that the project was getting worse, assumed it was because I couldn’t work with a team, and subsequently demoted me.” Mod shakes his head. “Idiots. They can’t comprehend that their own actions are the cause of their failing company.”

[freya-at-law]

I hear that. Too many idiot in power in this country. Im surprised America still stands because of it.

[mod-does-things]

“I hear ya. I would regret leaving Russia but that’s its own story. I’m sure you aren’t looking to hear some strangers ramblings.” Mod says

[freya-at-law]

I hear that. Leaving ones home country is not always a tail ment for strangers.

*she takes a good drink from her pint, I definitely wasn't the best beer she ever had, but it was good enough for what it was*

[freya-at-law]

*she set the files she had in her bag into a file cabinet she unlocked. She locked it back up, then locked up her office.*

*she then proceeded to walk down a couple of blocks to her normal bar for a drink.*

Hvorfor måtte jeg like en så dum mann?

*she uttered under her breath*

*as she went to go sit at the bar to order a pint of the cheepest beer*

[mod-does-things]

Mod walks into the bar shortly after and has a seat next to freya and orders a drink. “черт возьми, у меня все было под контролем” he says under his breath

[freya-at-law]

*she looks over to this stranger*

I might not understand Russian, but I can definitely tell that's something is bothering you.

[mod-does-things]

“Yes. There is.” Mod says turning to face them. “I was working on a big project and my supervisor insisted on adding some people to the project to help me out. You will never guess what happened.”

[freya-at-law]

They got rid of someone on the team?

* As the bar tender set her glass be side her, she gave him a little nod. Directing her attention back twords this person*

*she took a sip before continuing*

I don't see why American companies do such things.

[mod-does-things]

“Basically.” Mod gets his drink and nearly downs the whole thing. “They saw that the project was getting worse, assumed it was because I couldn’t work with a team, and subsequently demoted me.” Mod shakes his head. “Idiots. They can’t comprehend that their own actions are the cause of their failing company.”

[freya-at-law]

I hear that. Too many idiot in power in this country. Im surprised America still stands because of it.

[freya-at-law]

*she set the files she had in her bag into a file cabinet she unlocked. She locked it back up, then locked up her office.*

*she then proceeded to walk down a couple of blocks to her normal bar for a drink.*

Hvorfor måtte jeg like en så dum mann?

*she uttered under her breath*

*as she went to go sit at the bar to order a pint of the cheepest beer*

[mod-does-things]

Mod walks into the bar shortly after and has a seat next to freya and orders a drink. “черт возьми, у меня все было под контролем” he says under his breath

[freya-at-law]

*she looks over to this stranger*

I might not understand Russian, but I can definitely tell that's something is bothering you.

[mod-does-things]

“Yes. There is.” Mod says turning to face them. “I was working on a big project and my supervisor insisted on adding some people to the project to help me out. You will never guess what happened.”

[freya-at-law]

They got rid of someone on the team?

* As the bar tender set her glass be side her, she gave him a little nod. Directing her attention back twords this person*

*she took a sip before continuing*

I don't see why American companies do such things.

[freya-at-law]

*she set the files she had in her bag into a file cabinet she unlocked. She locked it back up, then locked up her office.*

*she then proceeded to walk down a couple of blocks to her normal bar for a drink.*

Hvorfor måtte jeg like en så dum mann?

*she uttered under her breath*

*as she went to go sit at the bar to order a pint of the cheepest beer*

[mod-does-things]

Mod walks into the bar shortly after and has a seat next to freya and orders a drink. “черт возьми, у меня все было под контролем” he says under his breath

[freya-at-law]

*she looks over to this stranger*

I might not understand Russian, but I can definitely tell that's something is bothering you.

[freya-at-law]

*she set the files she had in her bag into a file cabinet she unlocked. She locked it back up, then locked up her office.*

*she then proceeded to walk down a couple of blocks to her normal bar for a drink.*

Hvorfor måtte jeg like en så dum mann?

*she uttered under her breath*

*as she went to go sit at the bar to order a pint of the cheepest beer*

[freya-at-law]

Bucky left a note on Freya’s desk after he left her place, along side with a rose. He knew that he already gave her like three, but that didn’t stop him.

The note reads: “Do you believe in love at first sight? I do because when I first saw you I fell, and hard, that type of thing will scare you if you’re not prepared for it, but you’re so beautiful that I couldn’t walk away from you. If you be my girlfriend, I’ll be your boyfriend..

Love Bucky”

@br00klyn-bucky

* As she came to her office door to unlock it and grabbed the door as normal. Giving it a little twist like she normally did. She was off put that the door opened rather than stayed shut.*

* Instinctively, she used her mutation directly into the office. Shrouding the place in a pitch black shadow. The edges of the door that she stood at, revealed that the shadow like thing was smoke like.*

* If there was someone in their still, they definitely would be in for a surprise. She carefully shuts the door and closes her eyes to considerate. After a moment, light pours out from the bottom of the door before quickly fading.*

*she then proceeds to enter the office, grabbing the bat next to the entry door, ready to fight if needed. The light levels seemed normal like before, no extremes of either end.*

* After checking the other rooms before entering her work space, there se say it. A rose on her desk*

*she went over and read the not*

en sånn idiot

[br00klyn-bucky]

“Can you repeat what you said in English?” Bucky jokes, he’s dressed up for a date and he smiles at her, not knowing how she felt about him, and that she’s with Loki now.

[freya-at-law]

*she jolts before promptly turning to slap him right across his face. Thank the gods she didn't think about the bat in her hand*

Such an idiot!

*she leaned up against her desk*

[br00klyn-bucky]

Bucky rubs his cheek, looking slightly offended.

“What did I do?” Bucky asks, confused and concerned.

[freya-at-law]

Let's see. You broke into my office space. Turned of my alarm system. All so you could what? Leave a note?

dum

[br00klyn-bucky]

Bucky looks more hurt and offended.

“I left you a nice note!” Bucky defends himself, gesturing to the flower and note.

[freya-at-law]

Well, I take my client confidentiality very seriously, mister. And braking into the space where I keep it locked up and tight looks very bad on you. Your luck is that it didn't hit you with my bat or blinded you.

By the gods, if someone other than me found this, you'd most likely be in jail.

[br00klyn-bucky]

“Let me ask you this.. are you saying no to me asking you to be my girlfriend?”

[freya-at-law]

Debating on it. Especially after this. This was just straight-up dumb for you. Sure, you're sweet. When you're not being stupid, that is. So I'm debating.

[br00klyn-bucky]

“What about our kisses, huh? Oh and don’t think I haven’t seen how you asked Loki of all people to marry you!” Bucky rips up the note and grabs the rose, walking out.

[freya-at-law]

Loki did not ask to marry me nor I to him. One of those anons of his asked him to marry them.

Hvor i helvete er hjernen din?

Also, that kiss was nice. But you're definitely not using your brain. In any of this.

*she sighed. Talking to an empty room was pointless*

[freya-at-law]

Bucky left a note on Freya’s desk after he left her place, along side with a rose. He knew that he already gave her like three, but that didn’t stop him.

The note reads: “Do you believe in love at first sight? I do because when I first saw you I fell, and hard, that type of thing will scare you if you’re not prepared for it, but you’re so beautiful that I couldn’t walk away from you. If you be my girlfriend, I’ll be your boyfriend..

Love Bucky”

@br00klyn-bucky

* As she came to her office door to unlock it and grabbed the door as normal. Giving it a little twist like she normally did. She was off put that the door opened rather than stayed shut.*

* Instinctively, she used her mutation directly into the office. Shrouding the place in a pitch black shadow. The edges of the door that she stood at, revealed that the shadow like thing was smoke like.*

* If there was someone in their still, they definitely would be in for a surprise. She carefully shuts the door and closes her eyes to considerate. After a moment, light pours out from the bottom of the door before quickly fading.*

*she then proceeds to enter the office, grabbing the bat next to the entry door, ready to fight if needed. The light levels seemed normal like before, no extremes of either end.*

* After checking the other rooms before entering her work space, there se say it. A rose on her desk*

*she went over and read the not*

en sånn idiot

[br00klyn-bucky]

“Can you repeat what you said in English?” Bucky jokes, he’s dressed up for a date and he smiles at her, not knowing how she felt about him, and that she’s with Loki now.

[freya-at-law]

*she jolts before promptly turning to slap him right across his face. Thank the gods she didn't think about the bat in her hand*

Such an idiot!

*she leaned up against her desk*

[br00klyn-bucky]

Bucky rubs his cheek, looking slightly offended.

“What did I do?” Bucky asks, confused and concerned.

[freya-at-law]

Let's see. You broke into my office space. Turned of my alarm system. All so you could what? Leave a note?

dum

[br00klyn-bucky]

Bucky looks more hurt and offended.

“I left you a nice note!” Bucky defends himself, gesturing to the flower and note.

[freya-at-law]

Well, I take my client confidentiality very seriously, mister. And braking into the space where I keep it locked up and tight looks very bad on you. Your luck is that it didn't hit you with my bat or blinded you.

By the gods, if someone other than me found this, you'd most likely be in jail.

[br00klyn-bucky]

“Let me ask you this.. are you saying no to me asking you to be my girlfriend?”

[freya-at-law]

Debating on it. Especially after this. This was just straight-up dumb for you. Sure, you're sweet. When you're not being stupid, that is. So I'm debating.

[freya-at-law]

Bucky left a note on Freya’s desk after he left her place, along side with a rose. He knew that he already gave her like three, but that didn’t stop him.

The note reads: “Do you believe in love at first sight? I do because when I first saw you I fell, and hard, that type of thing will scare you if you’re not prepared for it, but you’re so beautiful that I couldn’t walk away from you. If you be my girlfriend, I’ll be your boyfriend..

Love Bucky”

@br00klyn-bucky

* As she came to her office door to unlock it and grabbed the door as normal. Giving it a little twist like she normally did. She was off put that the door opened rather than stayed shut.*

* Instinctively, she used her mutation directly into the office. Shrouding the place in a pitch black shadow. The edges of the door that she stood at, revealed that the shadow like thing was smoke like.*

* If there was someone in their still, they definitely would be in for a surprise. She carefully shuts the door and closes her eyes to considerate. After a moment, light pours out from the bottom of the door before quickly fading.*

*she then proceeds to enter the office, grabbing the bat next to the entry door, ready to fight if needed. The light levels seemed normal like before, no extremes of either end.*

* After checking the other rooms before entering her work space, there se say it. A rose on her desk*

*she went over and read the not*

en sånn idiot

[br00klyn-bucky]

“Can you repeat what you said in English?” Bucky jokes, he’s dressed up for a date and he smiles at her, not knowing how she felt about him, and that she’s with Loki now.

[freya-at-law]

*she jolts before promptly turning to slap him right across his face. Thank the gods she didn't think about the bat in her hand*

Such an idiot!

*she leaned up against her desk*

[br00klyn-bucky]

Bucky rubs his cheek, looking slightly offended.

“What did I do?” Bucky asks, confused and concerned.

[freya-at-law]

Let's see. You broke into my office space. Turned of my alarm system. All so you could what? Leave a note?

dum

[br00klyn-bucky]

Bucky looks more hurt and offended.

“I left you a nice note!” Bucky defends himself, gesturing to the flower and note.

[freya-at-law]

Well, I take my client confidentiality very seriously, mister. And braking into the space where I keep it locked up and tight looks very bad on you. Your luck is that it didn't hit you with my bat or blinded you.

By the gods, if someone other than me found this, you'd most likely be in jail.