Vanessa is very much aware that she's an entrepreneur and inventor put in the role of a diplomat and strategist, and doesn't really find her new position comfortable.
#Tinker and inkdrop series#
Vanessa frequently finds herself swearing when she reads about Zane's accomplishments.įortunately for her ulcer, however, she's lately been too busy for that sort of thing, with her series of very rapid promotions at Vanguard. Watching his new outfit grow into a success, especially in medical technology, was less than fun.
She'd taken a certain measured amount of joy in being one of the first to kick Frederik Zane's first company when it was down, as she'd had the suspicion that some of its so-called designs were based on stolen work from her own company. WorldTree Technologies continued to grow, though not quite as fast as Vanessa would have liked, particularly after SaneTech became one of its major competitors. When Sonya almost immediately announced that the Valkyrie was ending her affiliation with Vanguard, Vanessa was surprised, but quickly realized that this was the best way to reduce suspicions that Vanessa had ever been the Valkyrie. And so, not without mixed emotions, she retired as the Valkyrie, turning the armor and identity over to her friend and colleague Sonya Goodwin, while retaining her post as Vanguard's Deputy Director of Research and Development. The downside of them was that they were far too fragile for someone who spent a great deal of her time in combat. She found herself putting more work in at the laboratory, eventually developing a set of cybernetics to fulfill her dream of walking again without the use of her exoskeleton. That was the beginning of the end for Vanessa Ashe's career as the superhero Valkyrie. "One day will be the day ," she promised.Īnd after all that, and all the work she and the Nightstalker had put into finding him, he got his ass killed in his first week in prison. Just like I've spent my whole life terrified that you'd come back to finish the job with me." She activated her plasma lance right beside his head. Justice, for you, is going to be life in a tiny room, constant observation, mind-numbing labor, and waking up every day with the wonder of whether that day will be the day that I'll be coming to put you out of my misery. 2009: "I'm not going to kill you," she told the man who'd attacked her nearly two decades before.
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