#task17

Return to college for broadcast journalism. (Haisley is currently a investigative journalist, & she thinks it's time to further her career by closing that chapter to move onto bigger things.)

Have at least one WWE tryout match. (Since her uncle is Ric Flair, she's familiar with the business. She's actually had a couple of training sessions, but sees it as just a little side hobby when she visits her uncle.)

Get married. (What girl doesn't want to marry her soulmate? For now, she's mingling to see if she can spark chemistry with someone.)

Become a mother. (Haisley lost her parents when she was just eight years old, so she really didn't get to have a relationship with her parents as she got older. With that history, she would eventually like to have a child to hold as her own.)

Be more social. (With the job that she has, it's extremely hard for her to have a physical social life instead of just a 90% online social life.)

Go to Tokyo Disney Sea. (Haisley is huge The Little Mermaid fan, so visiting here would simply be life fulfilling, since the park is designed as Atlantica.)

Travel the world. (This is something that Haisley put on her childhood bucket list, and always set her mind to do. So far, she's seen most of the world, but she yearns to see more of it.)

Learn to ice skate. (It's kind of an embarrassing goal. Haisley has tried multiple times to simply skate and has failed at every single one since she's kind of clumsy anyways.)

Be on Jerry Springer. (Again, one of her teenage bucket list goals. Whether it being in the audience or actually starring on the show, because she has been a fan ever since she could remember.)

5 AM. Nicola was up before her alarm went off. Against her better judgement she shut off her alarm even though part of her was saying to reset it. She was always up,sometimes even before the sun came up. She threw the covers back and grabbed her running clothes from the stand next to the bed. She sighed as she changed from her pajamas and into her running gear. Looking at herself in the mirror she closed her hazel eyes for a brief moment before she pulled her hair into a ponytail. She wanted to get a short run in and it had been a few days since she had managed to get one in. Sitting on the edge of the bed she slipped her running shoes on and the went down the stairs as quietly as she could. She liked to have a clear mind in order to start her day off right. Before during her short run around the block she sat out her coffee cup and started the coffee pot. She put her headphones into her ears and headed out the door.

Even if it was for a few minutes the run gave her a little break from the chaos that life could sometimes be. She looked down at her watch and headed back home. She smiled softly to herself as she walked back in the house. She took her headphones out and laid them on the counter. She poured herself her coffee. Leaving it sit on the counter to cool she thought for a few minutes. Everything was different. Ever since losing Sarah Nicola has closed herself off quite a bit. Hearing her phone brought her out of her thoughts. Who could be calling her this early? Answering her phone she nearly dropped it when she heard a familiar voice, one that she hadn’t heard in years. “Miss me princess?” Nicola laughed. “Brady….you don’t call, you don’t write. Makes your best friend wonder if you ever really gave a damn.” “I was in a war, Princess.” “Well you still could have called when you got a chance to…I thought you were dead.” Brady laughed. “Nothing could tear us apart, you know that. Listen can you meet me?”

Nicola ran her fingers through her hair. “Of course. Do you remember the way to get to the roof of the gallery?” Brady laughed. “Of course I do. How could I forget how to get to the one place that meant so much to the both of us?” Nicola smiled softly. “Well Sargent meet me there in 15.” “Make it 10.” “Last one there owes the other a drink.” “You’re on Princess.” Nicola shook her head. “I hate it when you call me that.” “No you don’t.” “Brady…..happy Veterans Day.” He didn’t say anything for a moment. “You don’t have to say that Nicole.” Nicola rolled her eyes. She hated to be called Nicole but be was the only one that could get away with it. “Yes I do. You once told me that it doesn’t matter what happened in the past. What matter is what you decide to do from this moment forward. You said that to me when I felt like I was down a hole so dark that I’d never get out of. It is because of that kick in the ass that you gave me that I started to give a damn. You said that Sarah wouldn’t want me to not fight like hell to be a good person, to not take revenge.” Brady sighed.

“I couldn’t let you stay down. I had to pull a lot of strings to come see you that day. I never saw you like that before and that scared me more than anything that I saw. I should have been there for you.” Nicola sighed. “To be fair I didn’t let anyone get close not even Ryan. You said that I needed to. I turned our spot into something. I’ll see you in a little bit.” She hung up and quickly changed and headed to the gallery. Brady was the one person that could really talk sense into her and she had always been grateful. She had turned their secret place into a bar that she wanted to open and she wanted him to run it for her. She smiled softly as she remembered their secret way of sneaking in.

Once inside she walked up the staircase and waited. Hearing the door open behind her, she slowly turned. A soft smile came across her face. “Welcome home solider.” She said simply. He gave her a weird look. “Well I would have said it a hell of a lot sooner if someone would have kept in contact like they promised they would.” He laughed. “What have you done to this place?” She smiled. “Well after Sarah died I would come here and drink. I knew that it was a place that I could hide and no one would find me….not even Ryan. I would come up here and wish that everything was drink and then I remembered when we would come up here and confess a lot of things. Soooo I decided that a bar might be a good idea. It needs to be finished and it’s my way of saying thank you for everything….for your service….for being a friend. I named the bar Confess but if you want to change it….you can.” He looked at her. “I want to know how you’re doing if I’m really honest.”

“Valor is stability not of legs and arms, but courage and the soul.” — Michel de Montaigne

Someone in Elina’s family who was a veteran? There were plenty in the extended family that was the Rockefeller’s. But there was no one immediate and close to Elina that she held in the highest regard. So why was this holiday even important to an heiress like Elina? After all, when most observed the socialite, the last thing they would have to believe is that she would have an ounce of genuine sincerity towards someone who served for their country. However, despite what the average person would criticize, this day did mean something to the young woman. And the reason that it did came about in a rather unique and unexpected way. 

Ellie had always been born with a silver spoon, and needless to say, she was offered an enormous amount of opportunities that an average person would not. Yet, to every advantage, there was a disadvantage. For Elina, it was sometimes not having a figure life that could teach her humility. Being born into a name like Rockefeller came with an expectation for greatness. Most of her family were CEOs, politicians, or in some way changing the world. That high-up position put most members on a pedestal, including Elina. She had been expected to think highly of herself to achieve amplitude in society so that she could equally stand out like the rest of her family. On top of being a Rockefeller, she was Lauder too. For that reason, the pressure and weight felt heavier for Elina. So much so that when she was younger, Ellie didn’t think she could handle the pressure. She felt so lost, and yet, the Rockefeller heiress couldn't talk to her own family. Elina felt like she had to be perfect. There wasn't any room for less than excellence in a family as grand as Elina's.

However, when Elina was sixteen, she was asked to participate in a commemoration event for Veteran’s Day at the Rockefeller Center at Dartmouth. It wasn’t unusual for her family to attend these events. Especially, when so many family members served in the military. Though as previously mentioned, Elina had not been close with those relatives. It wasn’t until she met an army vet, Brad Carney, on the day of the event that changed her outlook on not just the holiday but the kind of impact she wanted to make later in life. Brad did not judge the heiress or think ill of her simply because she was born into a silver-spoon status. That day of the event, he only saw a lonely girl who didn’t know how to face her personal war. He offered his insight from his days of service. It became a tool of enlightenment for a young girl who didn’t know how to confront her fears. Their fears may have seemed so different from each other. Yet retrospectively, they were very similar. Also, it was rare that anyone asked how Elina was feeling. The fact that he not only shared something personal with someone as youthful and naive as Ellie as was, taught Elina an important life lesson and value that day. She then carried that lesson and value with her as she made her way in life. 

TASK 017 - IMPORTANT NPCs