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[B][Color=00ffff]Location: [/color][/b]Workshop
[B][Color=00ffff]Skills: [/color][/b]Mechatronics
[B][Color=00ffff]Equipment: [/color][/b][/center][hr]The phone buzzed twice. Vicky looked around at the mess of her workshop and sighed. If she knew she would have visitors... Well, then again, it looked like both of them already knew what she was. She responded to Cassie first, with a simple 'Workshop.'

She thought she got over the situation with Zari and her not/knowing about her real identity a while ago, but Victoria could not help but feel relief at finally having that question answered. If she was honest, it felt a little bit annoying that her mind could lie to itself. It made her think of what other feelings she has buried that could surface at the most inopportune moments. Come to think of it, her earlier anger about her Admins came to mind. Perhaps she should talk with them about it. Sooner rather than later. Even more motivation for that family trip to pan out. [color=00ffff][i]Issues for later though. For now...[/i][/color] She started typing again.

[quote][color=00ffff]I have a hidey hole of a workshop in Stark Hall basement. Get to the ground floor, and continue down one other level, then go straight. It's one of the doors on the left side, [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5478008]covered in stickers[/url], you can't miss it. My sister's on her way too, if you bump into her, just follow her lead or wait for her if you arrive earlier. I'm not exactly mobile ATM and Cassie can open the lock.[/color][/quote]

Send. With that out of the way, she still had a limp. Shrugging, Vicky reached behind her into the storage cabinet and pulled a spare servo out of the parts bin. Might as well address that while she waited for the company to arrive. As it was, when it did, it would find her with one of her legs seemingly cut open, adamantium bones sticking out, stripped insulation hanging from her teeth and a new motor being soldered in place.

Vicky looked up form her 'surgery', spat out the insulation into the trash and waved at them with the soldering gun: [color=00ffff]"Hello!"[/color]