Hey there, diary. Today was my first day on the job as a process server. It's a far cry from my usual routine of taking down criminal syndicates and fighting off monsters, but hey, a girl's gotta pay the bills somehow, right?
I spent most of the day tracking down people to serve legal documents to. It wasn't exactly thrilling work, but it did require some skill and finesse. I had to be quick on my feet and think fast to catch people off guard before they could slip away.
One guy in particular gave me quite the runaround. He kept darting through alleyways and side streets like he was trying to shake me off his tail. Little did he know that I'm not one to give up easily.
After chasing him for what felt like hours (but was probably only minutes), I finally caught up with him outside a dingy bar downtown. With a swift move, I handed over the papers and watched as his face fell in defeat.
It may not have been glamorous or heroic like taking down crime lords or saving innocents from supernatural threats, but there was something satisfying about completing each task efficiently.
As I head home tonight with sore feet and tired wings, I can't help but feel proud of myself for tackling this new challenge head-on. Who knows where this path will lead me next? But wherever it is, you can bet your bottom dollar that Ivy will be ready for whatever comes her way.