<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/30/Vera1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vera Maxwell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10190516#msg10190516)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Hermes due to being Unclaimed<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The old barn<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>9/21 10pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Vincent incoming<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=126869318), Current playlist Devil Doll, currently playing bourbon in your eyes.  (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=92BVh1Ocjao&list=RD92BVh1Ocjao&index=1)<br/><br/><strong>"Don't worry I won’t, you just said I could use the space so I am."</strong>she said with a nod,<strong>"Yeah believe me I've been to enough group homes to know don't leave your stuff out if you want to keep it."</strong>she said with a laugh that cut short as she managed to get the bent bolt to turn for her.<strong>"Finally."</strong>she said working it out of place as they spoke.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh over a year nice, do we have one of those signs that keep track? No one eaten in a year, no one shot with an arrow in a month."</strong>she said clearly teasing about the idea. Ve laughed and shook her head a bit,<strong>"So I have a bed time now? What other rules do I have? You know just so I avoid the getting eaten bit."</strong>she said tossing the bent metal into a bin she had been collecting it in before making a note of what she'd need replacing.<strong> "Nothings ever felt right."</strong>she said a bit under breath with awkward laugh following. Ve didn't want to insult Vincent, but it was just something that had always nagged at her. It was hard to explain but Ve had always felt like she didn't belong, or like something was missing.<br/><br/>Still she shook it off as always and walked to her tool box, Alec had given her the new yet somewhat strange set before arriving here. Each item in a certain place and looked as if it were being well taken care of. Putting the socket wrench back up Ve smirked,<strong>"Yeah I've been hearing a few things about some of the people from camp. Never try to haggle with him apparently,"</strong>she said with a laugh that cut short as Vincent mentioned hustling.<br/><br/>Her defenses bucking up as they always did. More so as a gut reaction to protect herself, it was one of those issues most of her foster parents always complained about. And it was that reaction that normally kept people at bay,<strong>"I wasn't trying to hustle anyone. If it was just something easy like an oil change I wouldn't even care. But I'm putting a jigsaw puzzle back together here." </strong>she shook her head not like the idea that he saw it as hustling,<strong>"Not like I'd ask for 10 grand or something."</strong>she sighed and just let Vincent think what he wanted for now.<br/><br/>"Sorry..." she said as one hand came up and rubbed the back of her neck. Ve knew her knee jerk reactions to people were only going to end up hurting her here. Hell depending who she did it to it really would end up hurting her; a sword to the back probably wouldn't do her any good. "I don't have a daddy remember." she said with a laugh as he tried to act all authoritative. "Will my tool box be ok here if I lock it up? Or should I try and lug this thing back to the Hermes cabin?" she asked knowing it would suck, but she wasn't about to risk losing them.<br/>