[hr][hr][center][color=a187be][h1]Tatiana Carrington[/h1][/color]
[b]Location:[/b][i] Seraphim Tattoo, The Bronx[/i]
[b]Interacting With: [/b][i]Staff, Wyatt[/i][hr][hr][/center]

	Tatiana looked at the man a bit befuddled at first as he introduced himself as Wyatt, he was not at all what she had been expecting. With the number of messages she had gotten from Craigslist and the fact he had not immediately followed their leads lead her to believe that he was going to be something completely different. Maybe some beer barreled older man who could keep a conversation short and to the point only to try to muster in other desires later on or some closest book worm who ate one too many hot pockets and didn't know how to bathe regularly. 

	His clothing was anything but in order but she figured a quick trip down to Barneys and Armani could take care of that. His looks however was pleasantly surprising, he was rather cute. Maybe this would work? That was as long as he wasn't going to try to harvest her internal organs. [i]Please don't let him try to take my kidney,"[/i] she thought to herself before plastering a rather genuine smile to her lips and nodding. 

	[color=a187be]"You're Vyatt?"[/color] she asked in her thick Russian accent. [color=a187be]"Vov, you're cuter than I hoped,"[/color] she admitted with a chuckle. [color=a187be]"Um, yeah, sadly it does. Big men think they can push around little ballerina,"[/color] she said rolling her eyes before Jones came over to make sure she was alright.

	"Everything cool Tati?" Jones asked as he crossed his arms over his chest and eyes Wyatt.

	[color=a187be]"Da, thank you. Oh, Vyatt, this is Jones, my personal muscle down here in trenches. Jones, this is Vyatt, guy I told you about," [/color]she said introducing the two. Jones looked at her oddly for a moment before looking back at Wyatt.

	"This is who you're taking to meet Reg and Cass? Oh please, record this shit, I want to see it on youtube," he laughed until he felt a hard jolt to his side from Tatianas elbow. "Ouch woman, what was that for?"

	[color=a187be]"I hadn't told Vyatt yet who I am..."[/color] she said rubbing her temples.

	"Aww hell," Jones said before sticking his hand out to Wyatt. "Good luck man, I wouldn't want to be you for all the gold in Fort Knox," he laughed, shaking the mans hand before walking off. Tatiana sighed as she placed her hands on her hips.

	[color=a187be]"I guess I should explain..."[/color] she muttered.