Tiega hung quietly from the ceiling by her toes, musing over the article thoughtfully over whether or not she should write into Valors column for advice. Having met with the writer of uncommon valor many times before, she wasn't exactly confident she was the best person to ask. She rustled her leathery wings and readjusted them as she hung there, digging her claws deeper into the wood ceiling to get a better grip. She folded the newspaper under her arm, shrugged to herself, and dropped from the ceiling, flipping mid-air to flutter safely to the ground.
She sighed, seeing Jordan had been using her desk again, notes strewn about her desk and waste bin, her pen now freshly out of ink, and she couldn't help but wonder what he needed all those letters he had sent out for. she pushed them off her desk and began typing an e-mail, pausing and squinting at the keyboard behind her thick glasses, her yellow eyes straining to see where to put her fingers before she began composing the letter.
Dear Valor,
"I'm a woman with *She paused at the keyboard and tried to think of a good adjective* a unique appearance, and many men feel *She paused again, sighed, and stared at the monitor* intimidated around me. As such, I've had a hard time finding guys. are there any tips or tricks to making guys interested?
Signed,
Guy-less in Galaxy City."
She scooted close to the screen to review what she wrote, and smiled satsifedly, sending the e-mail on it's way. she sat back and yawned, returning to the rafters of the apartment.
