#welcome starter!

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milo often found himself going to the bar that was furthest away from where he worked as a detective. it wasn't that he was necessarily hiding, he just really didn't want to run into anyone he knew from work. not only did he carry the stress and issues of work on his shoulders, he also carried the weight of being the cause of his father's death, and trying to keep his father's mafia business alive. sitting at the bar alone, milo pinched the bridge of his nose, a soft grumble mixed with a sigh leaving the stressed detective's lips. he was slowly nursing his second glass of whiskey, knowing it wasn't going to be his last. as he felt someone sit by him, he did his best not to show any sort of annoyance. he wasn't really a social person, especially coming off of work, but he always managed to keep himself in check. glancing at the unfamiliar face next to him, he gave a small nod. something followed that he wasn't used to, he found himself talking to the stranger. "how the hell can you drink that?" the brunette male said with a slight smirk or a smile, which really could be interpreted as either, gesturing towards the person's drink.

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|| welcome starter → @scinglives ||

when viktoriya wasn't working as a bounty hunter or trying to take hydra down, she worked at a local shelter she owned. she rehabilitated all sorts of animals, the land she owned being pretty darn big. she had animals from cats and dogs to lions and hyenas to bears and birds. the hyenas were particularly her favorite. all sorts of wildlife and domesticated animals were welcomed at her shelter. hearing the soft ding of the bell over the front door, viktoriya didn't look up right away from where she was working. her head was pounding from a massive headache, something she was used to due to stress. finally, peeling her eyes away from her work, she rubbed the bridge of her nose before rubbing her eyes. glancing over to the unfamiliar face who had entered, she spoke up in her thick russian accent. "how can i help you?"

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|| welcome starter → @righteouswarrior77 ||

reagan had taken up a new job of sorts as a bartender. working as a late-night bartender was an easy way to blend in with the "normal" crowd while also keeping an eye on humanity. having to balance the life and death of the worlds was a heavy task, one reagan was used to, but it didn't mean it weighed on her heavily at times. another benefit to being the late-night bartender, she could get herself drunk before closing up and heading home. it was another night at the bar, reagan's eyes scanning the crowd lazily whenever she wasn't serving someone. her gaze settled on a new face the moment they walked into the bar, waiting until they were close enough for her to speak up. "what can i get you, hun?" the dark-haired goddess asked, leaning against the bar with her hands on the counter, a hand towel slung over her shoulder.

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|| welcome starter → @gctawaygirl ||

oliver had allowed his friend to rope him into a horse riding show at the local rodeo. he never showed in rodeos anymore but his friend had bugged him for long enough that oliver agreed just to get his friend to leave him alone on the subject. he hadn't done barrel racing in a few years now, but it was something he had done since he was a kid so it was ingrained in his very soul. as oli showed, his cowboy hat had gotten knocked off but he couldn't go for it until he finished his rounds. once he did though, he was surprised to find someone had picked it up for him in the stands. oli couldn't help but chuckle as he rode his horse over closer, gesturing to the hat. "you know what they say about takin' a cowboy’s hat, right?" the male teased in his thick southern accent, clearly just making a light-hearted joke with them.

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ellie was once again getting into trouble. it was quite literally impossible for the mini stark to not get into trouble. it was in her name. what else was she supposed to do? she was the daughter of tony stark after all. due to her usual boredom, she had decided to enlist her best friend, peter parker, to help her cause some playful mischief around the avengers compound. there were certain avengers she knew better than to mess with but there were also some she knew she could mess with and only get into some trouble. two of her favorites, besides her father, to mess with were natasha and clint. clint always found a way to get back at her and natasha usually scolded her before giving in to ellie. natasha had been the most welcoming to ellie when she came around and natasha had also taught el everything she needed to know to defend herself. now, she was currently running away from natasha after having stolen her black widow's bite bracelts. her giggles filled the halls and soon the outside air as she ran from the widow. as she glanced over her shoulder, she was momentarily distracted, not paying attention as she rounded a corner. suddenly, she came into contact with someone, and a soft "oomph" left ellie's lips as she fell backward onto her butt. she felt bad immediately without having to look at the person she ran into, both embarrassed for running into someone and also trying to hide her bruised ego after having fallen. "i am so sorry!" the brunette rambled out immediately to them.

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alexander had only recently moved back to new york city after his father's passing. he was still trying to settle back into his old life... something he wasn't even sure what it was anymore. alex had always been told who and what he was... his whole life. but now without his father around telling him who and what to be, he had to figure it all out for himself. the retired marine had finished all of the paperwork to deal with his late fathers assets and decided he needed to get out of the house. alex went to a small cafe that was also party a bookstore. when he was young, he had spent many hours in the small cafe. it was not only his old study spot, but the place he had ran off to when things at home weren't good. as he went to step forward to order, he accidentally bumped into the person by him and sent their drink flying to the ground, spilling. "shit," he cursed under his breath at himself. "i'm very sorry about that. here, let me buy you a new one," alex offered, looking at the stranger apologetically.

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|| welcome starter → @whileurmine ||

chloe had finally agreed with her father, john, that she would take a break from being a mercenary and just try to enjoy life for a little bit. she had been a hard worker since she was a little kid, always training and never sitting still for very long. it was hard to do so with her father being john wick and all, but she would never ask for a different life. she had gotten a hotel room at a pretty nice hotel in italy. it had been a place she had always wanted to go and finally allowed herself to. the brunette was sat out by the pool late during the night, reading a book and sipping a drink. everyone else was either in their rooms or out at the clubs since the pool had closed hours ago. even though she was not supposed to be at the pool, she couldn't help herself. it was nice to be there alone... or at least she thought she was alone. chloe had been so engrossed in her book she didn't hear someone approaching. glancing up, she couldn't tell if they were someone staying at the hotel or working at the hotel. either way, she figured it would be best to play it safe and flash her sweet smile. "please tell me i'm not the only one trying to get some pool time while it's quite?" chlo asked them playfully, hoping if they did work there, they wouldn't mind she was there.

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parker's brain was fried... quite literally. she spent so much time working and studying without taking any time for herself that it was only a matter of time before her brain ended up well.. where it was now. she was sat outside the smithsonian museum, watching people and animals go about their lives. the brunette was so lost in thought she hadn't noticed someone sitting near her until she blurted out a question. "do you ever question the meaning of life? and not just life on earth but life in the whole universe?" the young tribrid goddess asked the stranger, glancing over at them. to be fair, she hadn't been asking them directly, more so just a question out in the air... but this stranger happened to be sitting close enough that now she was asking them.