Meet Ivory. She's a lovely, well mannered girl working for Human Resources at the DEA. Er, well, that is Human and Extranatural Resources at the Department of Extranatural Affairs. Yes, those were the real government names. Yes, it was confusing at times but you get used to it.
So, Ivory was a lovely, cute, well mannered and perfect H&ER receptionist. Ivory was also an extranatural herself, featuring a pair of tan and silver curved ears and a large bushy ringed tail. Other people might be cat or dog people, she was a ringtail cat person (A raccoon subspecies). No one ever got it right when she first met them. Ah but we're getting off track.
Ivory was a lovely, cute, well mannered and perfect extrantural H&ER receptionist at the DEA. Only one problem. She hated her job and it was slowly killing her. She had perpetual bags under her eyes covered in makeup, pale skin from never leaving the house except for work, and her boss's boss's boss was a #$*&% who didn't know what personal space was.
Okay, maybe the job wasn't killing her. Maybe it was her life in general. But that was what a retired superhero's life was like. Stuck in a contract and not having any higher education, this was her only path. She had good benefits, nice coworkers, and a lot of free time. It just wasn't her, you know? So when she gets back home from a rough day at work and someone from her past appears... her dull, poisoning life begins to melt away.
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Yo yo yo. Back at it again with a story. Maybe this one will actually get finished? Cue a laugh track.
Anyway, chapters will be released when made and deemed worthy of posting. This isn't supposed to be a very serious story, or a perfect novel by any means. Just a bit of fun. Do try not to be rude.
The cover is currently an open ai procured image (Ai, ewww, I know. I don't want to use it either, but it's better than having nothing and I haven't gotten to Fiverr yet. It is simply a placeholder.) but will likely be changed later on.
